The Odds Aren't In My Favor

Feather Amaris Albany was on her own. Her parents had married when they were in their teens, but a year after they had Feather, her father died in The Hunger Games. When she was twelve, her mother died, leaving her alone and on her own. She had to take care of herself. She traded, she hunted and she learned to fight...Especially since she had to stay alive and no one was there for her. But, after the first few months, someone helped her and that someone was Finnick O'Dair. He had helped her out by paying her to do things around the house for him and he had given her things that she needed. Now, she's seventeen and facing the next greatest danger in her life...The Hunger Games. She wishes that it was a nightmare, she hopes that it's all a dream, but sadly it's a reality that she has to live with. Now she must fight to the death and stay alive, and with Finnick as a mentor, she's sure that she can do it! Feelings start to get in the way, and she fights for her life, but what'll happen?


15. Let The Games Begin

Morning came and we were up early.
Escara took me to where the arena was, but we had to stay in a little room.
She had dressed me and gotten me ready for the games in a suit that she had clearly made to be almost bulletproof.
The little tube thingy led up into the arena and I was already pretty nervous.
Mags had come earlier, but Finnick walked through the door and smiled at me.
Escara said her final goodbye.
"You'll make it Feather, just stay alert." She said hugging me.
I sighed and nodded.
Then, she left, smiling her usual smile.
Finnick came over to me and hugged me. "Are you ready?"
"No." I say.
He chuckles. "I'm not ready either, but I will be watching and helping out as much as I can."
"Thank you." I say looking into his eyes.
Then I touch his face softly. "I'll miss you."
"You'll be out in a few days." He says.
"But if we never meet again, know that I have truly fallen for you." I say.
He crashes his lips onto mine and I wrap my arms around his neck.
"You're coming back to me." He says smiling against my lips. "Don't worry."
"Do you know of some secret plan?" I ask.
He chuckles. "No, but I know that you'll make it back to me."
We pull away from each other and he plays with my hands. "I'll see you soon."
I nod.
He helps me into the tube-like thingy and then I disappear from his view.
Would I ever see his sweet face again?
Why were my feelings so on edge today?
Was it because I was preparing for death?
As we all elevated up into the arena, I noticed that it looked dead.
No greenery...The tree's were even bare, not good for hiding.
All of the tributes were looking around as the time started to tick down.
"Fifty-nine, fifty-eight, fifty-seven...." A loud voice boomed as it continued on down the list of numbers.
I looked around...Were those castle ruins?
There were big pieces of concrete everywhere to our right, and just ahead, the dark, gloomy, not-good-to-hide-in, woods.
"Thirty-two, thirty-one, thirty...." The voice continued.
They passed quickly and before I knew it we were all off.
The bloodbath began near the weapons. I stayed to the far outside and ran as hard and as fast as I could into the woods.
Out of the corner of my eye, I seen Caleb, killing the girl from three.
Tanner had the same idea as I but someone threw a blade at him, it didn't look like it had killed him, but he hit the ground...Probably faking his death until everyone left.
As I ran into the forest, not stopping, I ran straight and then zig-zagged over the place.
This place was dark and gloomy and just...Dead.
There was nowhere to really hide in this place, But I found a tall pine tree that I could climb up.
It was the only source of greenery I'd found here.
As I climbed up, I heard running.
Looking down, I spotted a guy and then a girl heading straight.
When I got settled in the tree, I just waited.
At least the sun was shining.
Three more tributes ended up passing by, but none of them even bothered to look up into the trees, although I was well too hidden.
That night, as th stars were out, the loud music started playing and the faces of the tributes that were dead appeared.
The girl from two, a guy from five, a girl from six, a boy from three, and then a familiar face popped up...Tanner's.
My hand flew up to my mouth as I seen his face and District number appear.
Then just like that, the music, lights and faces were all gone.
I hadn't eaten today...I couldn't...My nerves were too strung out.
Although, I did sleep very well and for that, I was completely grateful.

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