Arena Part 3
"Jake, Jake!" I whispered loudly. No reply. I kept on walking through the thick woods. All of a sudden an arrow almost run me through. I rolled my eyes. "Jake, really, I know that's you." WRONG. A small pack of teens stepped out of the woods. "We are the Haunted Arrows." One said.
Thought #1: what's so "haunted" about arrows?
Thought #2: gotta run for it!
I ran through the woods with arrows nearly hitting me. I turned around and threw a knife. It hit one of the Haunted Arrow's. A cannon went off.
There where 2 Haunted Arrow's left. I slashed one across the chest with my dagger. He fell, but no cannon blew.
The last one had jet black hair and green eyes. I would've thought he was cute if he wasn't the leader of the people trying to kill me.
All of a sudden a knife (not mine :0) shot out of the woods and hit the leader on the arm. A girl came out. She had golden hair, and hazel eyes.
I recognized her as an Area 5 tribute. I threw knives at her non-stop. She dodged. I threw my last one and it hit her in the heart.
Cannon.
The Haunted Arrow leader looked up at me. "Hey, thanks for saving me." He said. "Thanks for trying to kill me!" I replied sarcastically.
"Sorry..." He started. I started walking away angrily. "Wanna ally?" He asked. "I've had bad experiences with allying..." I said.
"It's fine if you don't." His voice cracked. I looked at him. He was clutching his arm. It was bleeding really bad.
I sighed. I took out some bandages from my backpack and bandaged his arm. "Thanks." He hoarsely said.
"I'll accept the ally request." I said. He gave me a weak smile. "Why?" He said. "Just because. You wouldn't live much longer on your own." I said.
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