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Desert Wasteland
Storm stops, breathing hard as she surveys the surrounding country side. It’s hot, that’s all she can say. She sits on the burning ground too exhausted to care. She searches her pack and comes up with only an empty bottle of water, an apple and a small blanket.
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She wipes around as of all people, her district partner, Cole comes stumbling onto the plane. Heaving her sled up she rises to confront him.
“Woah, woah! I’m not here to fight.” Cole says as he holds up his hands. Storm eyes him knife pointed at him. “Fine,” she says shortly and holds out her hand. “Allies??”
Cole nods.
They shake hands. Then look around. “Where too?” Cole asks
Storm shrugs “Not the tropical island apparently. The thing went up in flames.”
“Duh,” Cole says rolling his eyes. “Water. We need water. We won’t last long without it. “ Storm says ignoring him.
“The mainland? What about that huge river there??” Cole asks.
“I was just there and there were like a ton of people there. By the way, do you know how to use a knife?” Storm asks.Cole shakes his head and Storm smirks as she hands him one of her five knives.
“Better learn fast.”
Maylee looks around. She decides it isn't safe and runs off.
Oh wait she’s gone” Storm curses under her breath. Cole stares at her in shock and she glares at him. “Get used to it!” She snarls at him.
The three arrive at the desert, the burning sun beating down on them, Emma shields her eyes from the sun “Are you sure this is a good place to stay?”
“Hopefully. Or we can go back to the Cornucopia.” Storm replies panting in the heat. “Or do your idea and go back up the mountain,”
“Oh yeah that’s right. Well have to make due with this. Do you want to track anyone down or anything?” Storm asks fiddling with One of her knives.
“Lest stay here for the night them and then track people down.” Cole suggests. He turns to Emma. “ fine with you?”
Emma looks over at Storm “ I wonder how he can do that... sleep I mean.” She looks back up at the night sky. “I hate spending every moment feeling like I’m going to get killed by something or someone”
“I know what you mean. I spend every minute in this stupid game wondering if it will be my last.” Storm replies. She glanced at Cole. “He must have been really tired or doesn’t care.”
“Both my parents are still alive. I have a younger sister and three older brothers,” Storm smiles as she thinks of her family.
“Ya, it’s sort of sad, but I’ve learnt to deal with it. After my mom died my dad sort of became a drunk. He’s a good man but I’ve had to do most of the raising of my brother. That’s partly why I want to win so much. I could care less about glory and or my reputation .”
Emma didn’t know how to respond, this comment made her hate the capitol 10x more than she already did. She looked over at a nearby rock as if there is something there. She starts of talking but then it turns to a yell “Is this what you want... IS THIS WHAT YOU WANT, TO SEPARATE PEOPLE FROM THEIR FAMILIES AND GIVE THEM A SLIM TO NO CHANCE OF SURVIVAL JUST FOR THEM TO BE KILLED AND THERE FRIENDS AND FAMILY BATTERED AND BROKEN AND FOR WHAT!!!! She stops yelling “Your own personal enjoyment.”
Storm looks at her in shock and then grins. “I like your opinions for the Capital.” She turns her face to the sky
“SHES RIGHT! IT ISNT FAIR AND SNOW I THINK YOU KNOW IT!!!!”
Then she looks away, what was the expression on her face, was it fear. “I’m so sorry, I don’t know what’s gotten into me”
Then she looks up and the faint hum of the anthem plays and then gradually gets louder as the fallens faces display across the night sky.
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Dry hot sun beating down on your back. No water to be seen. No life.anywere