"Go on, shoot. And we both go down, and you win. Go on. I'm dead, anyway! I always was, right? I didn't know that until now. Isn't that what they want, huh? No! I can still do this. I can still do this. One more kill. It's the only thing I know how to do. Bring pride to my district. Not that it matters."
This is it huh? After everything that’s happened this is how it’s going to end. How did I come to this? How did the world come to this? I thought we could make it, me and Clove. Damn you, Thresh! At least I’m not going to give District twelve what we couldn’t get. I can still snap his neck. I’ve got my hands around it right now.
She’s recovered. She’s aiming her bow at me. I tighten my grasp around his neck.
"Go on, shoot. And we both go down,” I say, she hesitates, “and you win.”
I can’t win. Not anymore. I know that. I’m bloodied and battered. She’s fresh out of rest obviously. I can’t possibly beat her. She’s got a bow. Me with my bare hands, I could injure her. Pretty sure she’s not too good at hand to hand combat. But it’s useless.
I’m a pawn, that’s what I am. It’s just a TV show. And I’m going to die. I wish reality shows weren’t real.
“Go on. I’m dead anyway! I always was, right?” Why is she not shooting? Oh, right. Lover boy. “I didn’t know that until now.” Yeah. Even a few minutes ago I was confident. I could’ve won. I could’ve. “Isn't that what they want, huh?”
Really? I was trained for this since the day I could walk. I lived for this. This was supposed to be an honor. Not something I die for uselessly. This wasn’t supposed to happen. I was supposed to make it…
It’s not fair, damn it!
She pulls the bowstring slightly, preparing to shoot. I’ve probably been standing still for too long. “No! I can still do this.” I place my palm over Lover boy’s ear. She knows what I’m talking about. No one else could’ve blown our supplies. We would’ve found a body otherwise. I smirk. It’s useless, I know. But I smirk. “I can still do this. One more kill. It’s the only thing I know how to do, bring pride to my district.” Lover boy traces something on the back of my hand. I don’t think it’s important anymore. “Not that it matters.”
Everything else is a blur. The next thing I know, the wolf mutts are on top of me. They’re ripping me apart, limb by limb. I scream. The pain, it’s unbearable. Is this what the others feel when I hit them?
I see her looking at me from on top of the cornucopia. The sky is becoming lighter in color. Dawn.
There’s pity in her eyes. At this point even I pity myself. I could’ve lived. For something different. Something better. But this world didn’t allow it. The Capitol didn’t allow it. And I hate them for it.
This pain… It’s too much…
Please… Make this end...
She aims her bow at me.
Something sharp hits my skull. And that’s all there is to it.