The catch-up links: One, Two, Three, Four, and Five.
And now, we get some action and drama. Enjoy!
Part Six: Unlikely Allies
I wake up to a sharp sting on my cheek.
“Ow,” I murmur, rubbing my face.
“It’s about time you woke up, Dogbreath!” I hear a squeaky voice say. I turn around and find Rue.
“Rue? Why didn’t you kill me?” I ask. The little, dark-skinned girl glares at me.
“I could if you want me to!” she threatens. I shrink away from her.
“No, I’m good.”
“Okay. Well, I was thinking we could be allies,” she proposes.
“Allies?” I rub my head, which hurts like hell. “Why would you want to be allies with me?”
“Easy, you’re good at shooting that thing.” She gestures toward the bow and arrow. “And I am good with plant identification since I’m from District 11. We would make a good team.”
“Well, alright,” I agree. We shake hands.
“Now, let’s move, Toilet Licker!” Rue commands.
I grab my bow and arrows. “Uh, I have a question.”
“Well, out with it!”
“How many people died at the Cornastupia yesterday? And keep your voice down!” I whisper to her.
“Half, so twelve are left. Actually, now there are eleven since the Cracker Jackers killed stupid Glitter,” Rue tells me. “But I have a plan.”
“What’s your plan?”
“Let’s blow up the Careers’ stuff!”
“Why? The stuff they have is stupid.”
“True, but they’ll find a use for it, and it’s fun blowing stuff up!” Rue squeals, almost jittering with excitement.
“Also true,” I admit. “How will we blow it up?”
“The Careers had a guy from District Three activate land mines from the arena entrances and put them around their supplies. There are some Teletubby figurines hanging off a crate of apples. Just shoot the crate with your weapon and make the figures fall. Then, it’ll go boom!”
“Alright, I like it,” I say.
“Great, I will stay here with the stuff while you go do that. Sound good?”
“Then go do it, dum-dum!” Rue screams at me.
So I do. I march over to the Careers’ camp by the lake, and I spot their stuff. I will allow myself only three arrows to make the Teletubbies fall. I shoot the first arrow. It just makes them shake. I shoot the second arrow. They inch closer to the edge. I shoot the third arrow and they finally fall, making the stockpile explode. I’m thrown back and land next to a charred Barney doll. I listen for footsteps. I hear some in one ear, but the other ear is deaf.
I get up and run for Rue. I arrive at the spot where Rue is supposed to be and see her battling a guy in a Batman suit. It must be Marvel, the guy from District 1. Who else would wear a superhero costume?
“Katnip! Help!” Rue yells.
“Cat naps yelp?” I ask, confused.
Marvel kills Rue with a Batarang, and he throws one at me. I bend over. Marvel takes out another one.
“I’m coming for you!”
I hear singing. Pita! He gets the Batarang that was aimed at me and he throws it at Marvel, who falls to the ground dead. Pita runs away, limping while singing.
“I’ll never let you go!”
Wow, Pita saved me. I turn to look at him again, but he’s gone. I go over to Rue’s body and kick it.
“Sorry you died, dogbreath,” I say mournfully.
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Next time, Part Seven: Beaver Fever.