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Fandom The 73th Hunger Games

"What if they managed to see us before we get to the cornucopia? We'll be dead!" Paris stood still crouched down. She was tense all over.
 
Onyx began moving around the lake, heading to the back side of the cornucopia, "Enforcer, lets go to that smoke over there.".


"Look they are moving away, lets go back there." With that Harvest got up, attracting someone's view.


"Onyx, its him." Enforcer was facing him, his sword pointing straight at the two. With that Onyx began running towards them, his sword thrusted in front of him.
 
Lana held her dagger tight in her hand while watching the group of tributes from a distance. She braced herself and attempted to throw her knife at Enforcer but it zipped past his side not doing any damage.
 
"Thanks a lot!" Paris snapped at Harvest. Paris watched as a knife wizzed past Enforcer. Someone else was here. Paris had her bow and an arrow in her right hand. Her throwing knives were ready in her left. She was ready to attack.
 
Lana threw her daggers in her bag and took out her ax. She emerged from her hiding spot and ran towards Enforcer, calculating what her next move is going to be.
 
Paris threw a knive at Onyx's thigh to slow him down. She threw an other at his arm hoping to make him lose his grip on his sword. Paris took out her bow and launched an arrow at his shoulder.
 
Onyx left Enforcer in the dust, running straight for Harvest. His sword was ready to attack as he closed the distance, already halfway threw up the field.


Enforcer turned to the new girl, letting his goliath of an appearance show. He let his hand reach down into the snow, throwing a ball into the girl's. Then he readied to attack.


Harvest threw the spear, watching it fly over Onyx and into the leg of Enforcer. He didn't falter, but pulled The spear out and continued to look at the new girl.
 
Paris threw some more knives into the arms and legs of Onyx. She turned over an looked at Enforcer. She grabbed her bow and launched an arrow into his back next to his spine. Paris also launched another at his ankle.
 
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Onyx landed hard on the snow ground, but he made it to his knees, ready to fight. "Come here you dumb bitch!". His lips were lined with blood, obviously internally hurt.


Enforcer brushed it all off, letting the wounds only slow him as he walked towards the new girl.
 
Lana brushed the snow off of her and glared at Enforcer while standing her ground. She gripped her ax tightly and swung it at Enforcer's wrist hitting his spear as well.
 
Paris glared at him. "You don't scare me," Paris grabbed her knives and contined throwing at him. A knife landed on his back. Paris then took out her bow and launched an arrow at enforcer's back. Two more hit his upper back. She found Onyx more of a threat than Enforcer.
 
Enforcer's spear bounced off the axe enough to slow it's momentum, for it only cut him. He then kick straightforward at the girl, hitting her in the stomach with a lot of power. Next thing he dropped to one knee, the new arrows causing too much pain.


"I should scare you----" The knifes hit him straight in the chest, causing an eruption of blood. Onyx began to move fast, his last bit of adrenaline propelling him. The sword was moved towards Paris, but it didn't make it. Harvest had moved in front of Paris, using his sickle to move the sword and the other sickle to kill Onyx.


"It's too dam bad Onyx, you'll be remembered as the career who died by a farm hand." Harvest turned the sickle inside of Onyx, ending his life. His body dropped and Harvest put away his sickles and turned to Paris. "Are you okay sweetheart?"
 
Lana tumbles back and watches Enforcer fall to the floor, Onyx following shortly after him. She looks at up at Paris and Harvest and mutters, "Thank you..." while backing away slowly.
 
"Wait. Wait! You won't survive alone!" Harvest's voice was sincere, as she didn't seem very ample. Without them she would've died without a doubt, and Harvest was impartial to girls.
 
Paris smiled at Harvest. "I'm fine," She gave him a little peck on the cheek. Paris glanced at the girl. She remembered that she was another career. She was the girl from 2. "Join us," Paris said simply. It was sharp and straight to the point. It was commanding but friendly.
 
Lana studied the two tributes, trying to see if they were the type that would kill her in her sleep, before giving them a small smile and saying, "You're careers right?"
 
Harvest rubbed the back of his head, "Ah, well she is, I'm from nine." His voice seem perplexed and a little nervous at the question. Then again he was also confused at the situation, for how did he get thia far. Either way Harvest put on a light smile, trying to hide his uncomfort with the situation.
 
"I'm Paris, we've met, I'm from one," she knew she met this girl before. She was from district two. Until she met Harvest, she planned to ally with the careers. "Your a career too, right? You're from two?"
 
Lana nods, while still in confusion as to why Harvest is here. "So um do you know by any chance where the other careers are?" Lana asks, her question clearly directed to Paris.
 
Harvest's face becomes skeptical of this girl, she obviously wanted to ally with careers and not a farm boy. Instead of answering her, Harvest began well harvesting the weapons from Onyx's body.
 
"Yeah, we just killed Oynx, he's from one," Paris said to the girl from two. "Enforcer had to be from two, he's a career but I've seen the boy from four, and Enforcer definately isn't him. We'll Oynx and Enforcer are careers, we just killed them," Paris explained that they just killed off the males from their district. "I didn't get your name yet, what was it?"
 
Paris looked at Harvest. She realized that she didn't really feel comfortable with "non-careers". Paris fiddled with her throwing knives.
 
"Harvest, it's a pleasure to have yet another career girl talk to me." He looked up from the body with a friendly smile, but went back to his stern look while overseeing the body.
 
"Don't mind him, he's a flirt," Paris said to Lana. Paris walked over to Harvest looking at the dead body. "He's dead," Paris still couldn't believe they killed him. Paris took out her knife wanting to continue stabbing him.
 

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