The Capitol Games

The Arena Part Four

Tristan and I had just woken up when we heard the announcement: "All tributes are to report to the cornucopia for the final death match. Bring all supplies you may need."

I looked at Tristan "This is it." He said.
"Yeah..." I replied.

We began to gather our things. I grabbed for knives and the bow and arrows. Tristan grabbed his spear.

We walked hand in hand to the cornucopia, and when we got their a boy from area right was there.

He had bright neon blue hair and tattoos on every place on his body except for his face.

He made the first move by slashing his knife at Tristan. Luckily, he has fast reflexes, and only got barely scratched.

I threw one of my knives at him, and it went about an inch over his shoulder. I threw a second one and it hit his foot. He yelled, and in that moment I threw another knife at him, hitting him in the arm. I smirked as he clutched it in pain.

Tristan three hits spear at his stomach, but this time the guy realized what was happening quick enough to dodge it.

Tristan's spear dropped to the ground behind our opponent.

I threw my last two knives toward his stomach, but they didn't cause much damage.

"Oh, no." I groaned. All we had left was the bow, which Tristan was holding.

I nodded to him and he shot the arrow. I hit our opponent in the heart and he fell to the ground. A cannon went off. We were victors.