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blazeferrel:

As Blaze listened to Troy speak, he didn’t believe anything he was saying for a second. The words coming from Troy’s mouth were full of crap. How was Blaze suppose to believe anything that came from this boy? He couldn’t not if Blaze wanted to live. A decent person, ha. A decent…

At the sound of Troy’s voice Blaze snarled. “BUT WE DO!” It was only obvious that both of the had to die. Right now one of the had to die and only eventually it would be the other’s turn to die. Unless somehow they were lucky enough to stay alive until the end which was highly unlikely. If the battle didn’t get Blaze another career would find him soon enough and if this didn’t get Troy the same would go for him. “WE ALL DIE IN THE END EVEN IF ONE OF US COMES OUT AS VICTOR. WE ALL DIE.” Blaze tried to yell out between the grapple. It was true they all did die in the end. Even if you were lucky enough to come out as victor you still died. Inside anyway. Blaze got to experience it first hand with his father back in District 3. Although, his father was pretty decent at hiding it Blaze still had times where he caught his father breaking down. Screaming out in the middle of the night. Staying up late at night because he was too afraid to sleep. Nothing was ever the same for his father after his victory in his year of the games. Coming back into reality Blaze so a free spot to take a good hit at Troy’s face. Raising his arm he swung it back and slung it at Troy’s pale face. Blaze heard the sound of the crack and watched Troy fixing it back in place. The look on Troy’s face was pure anger now. Rage was running through his face. Being pinned back on the ground with an angered career on top was not the best place to be right now. 

5 seconds that’s all it took for Troy’s fist to come into contact with Blaze’s face. It smacked against his nose causing it send a shutter through Blaze’s body. Blood started to ooze from his nose, trailing into his mouth quickly. Blaze let the blood trail into his mouth hoping that this will give him some sort of distraction for Troy. Watching as Troy bring back his fist in the air Blaze reacted quickly, taking the blood that made its way into his mouth and spit it all out at Troy. The blinded Troy only for a few moments, but that was enough time for Blaze to regain strength of his arm with knife in it. Taking a good hold the knife Blaze made his arm around Troy’s waist and slit his side of the stomach. It was a decent gash, but clearly not deep enough for Troy to bleed to death. Blaze would have to do much better than this if he were to come out alive from this battle. Taking another decent grip on the knife Blaze made a cut across Troy’s left eyebrow. Leaving the blood flow into his eyes. Before Blaze could make another move he felt another impact of something hit him. This time it wasn’t his nose, but his side of the head. Losing sight of everything Blaze couldn’t tell what was happening. The impact to his head left him with a blurred vision. He couldn’t see and he couldn’t find the strength to move any part of his body.



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blazeferrel:

As Blaze stared down at the boy’s flawless face it seemed to familiar to him. Like he had seen the boy before. If Blaze guess correctly it was the interviews and if Blaze was correct again he was sure the boy’s name was Troy and he was from District 4. Blaze tuned in to watch…

As Blaze listened to Troy speak, he didn’t believe anything he was saying for a second. The words coming from Troy’s mouth were full of crap. How was Blaze suppose to believe anything that came from this boy? He couldn’t not if Blaze wanted to live. A decent person, ha. A decent person wouldn’t have attacked Blaze the way Troy did. Blaze had to think of something quick to be released from Troy’s grip. His arms were no use and so were his legs. They were trapped under Troy’s blocky build. He still had pretty good use of his head and that was exactly what he would use to distract Troy if only for a moment. “I don’t believe.” Blaze murmured. “Nothing will make me believe you. You’re a career and nothing will change that. Do you not see that I can clearly tell this is all an act? I’m not an idiot, I can easily tell that you’re trying to make me feel bad for you. That way when you kill me I’ll be too distracted in your sob story to fight back.” Blaze smirked as he turned his head to the side not wanting to face Troy. 

If Blaze’s father was watching right now and more than certain he was; he wouldn’t be too proud of Blaze. Actually, he would be rather disappointed. Being a past victor’s son you’d think that Blaze would do just as well as his father, but Blaze isn’t that lucky. He just can’t be. Enough of this nonsense it was time to actually do something about the situation he was in. He needed to get away from Troy. He needed to get away fast. Blaze was about to try to attack Troy with his head when he heard him speak again. “How do I know if you’re not lying or not? I don’t. I told you before I don’t believe a word you’re saying!” Blaze yelled while he picked up speed with his head and knocked his head into Troy’s. The impact from the hit made Blaze a little dizzy, but not enough to forget what he was trying to do. Blaze watched as Troy fell backwards and out fell a knife from his back pocket. Perfect, this was perfect. Blaze quickly snatched the knife and tried to run off when he felt a tug on his leg. It sent Blaze flying back, but it was Blaze this time who was on top. Griping to each others arms Blaze and Troy tousled around on the icy cold ground. Blaze began to moan from the pain coming from the wound on his arm. Moving around the floor Blaze tried to take some direct hits to Troy’s face with his fist, but luck wasn’t on his side. Not today. Not ever. 



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blazeferrel:

Bayleigh and Blaze had agreed to go their separate ways to search for food. Bayleigh would hunt and Blaze, well he would just gather. Blaze too good with a weapon and he liked it that way. It made him feel real. Just like this year’s games, it seemed like everyone knew how to…

As Blaze stared down at the boy’s flawless face it seemed to familiar to him. Like he had seen the boy before. If Blaze guess correctly it was the interviews and if Blaze was correct again he was sure the boy’s name was Troy and he was from District 4. Blaze tuned in to watch the rest of the interviews and for some reason Troy’s stood out to him. Getting distracted while he was pinning down another tribute wasn’t very smart and especially when this one happened to be a career. Sure enough Blaze was right. The few moments he spent trying to remember who the boy was had earned Blaze a tight grip on his fresh opened wound. Blaze moaned out of pain and within a few seconds Blaze was on the ground now. Troy’s grip was too strong for Blaze to slip out from under. Blaze muffled curse words under his breath as he struggled to loosen the grip Troy had on him. He kept his eyes closed the second he hit the ground. He knew now that this was it for him and Blaze didn’t want to watch how Troy would kill him. 

A few moments had passed and nothing was coming across Blaze. No hits. No slashes. Not anything at all. Blaze opened his eyes slowly to find Troy still over his body trying to what it seemed like to talk. His mouth was open, but he laid there frozen. Blaze’s eyebrows narrowed as he glared at Troy. “What? Trying to think of some witty way to say that you’re about to kill me senseless?” Blaze smirked while still trying to slip under from Troy’s too overly strong grip. “Well, get on with it! Whatever you have to say to make me more frightened than I already am won’t do you any good.” Blaze shut his eyes closed once more waiting for Troy to slash his face or his stomach. Nothing still nothing was happening. “What’s the matter Troy? Shouldn’t you be the career you were born to be? You have me right where you want me. Here’s your chance to kill me.” Blaze said with a confused expression on his face as he blinked twice. Maybe it was a misunderstanding, but to Blaze it sure didn’t feel like one. If it wasn’t Blaze would’t be so scared right now. Troy was a career he was born to kill, so why hand’t he decapitated his head yet?  



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troywatson:

It was just Troy and the forest. He hadn’t strayed too far from the cave where he and Allie had made camp, but she had her own tasks and he had his. They were still within earshot, so that if Allie needed help she could call, and vice versa. It would take him a few minutes to get there, even if…

Bayleigh and Blaze had agreed to go their separate ways to search for food. Bayleigh would hunt and Blaze, well he would just gather. Blaze too good with a weapon and he liked it that way. It made him feel real. Just like this year’s games, it seemed like everyone knew how to use a weapon and that was odd. Blaze could understand why the Careers did, they were trained since they were young to kill so it made sense. Although, the outline districts this year their tributes well they all seemed like threats. Well most of them anyway. Blaze shifted his jacket up to his neck while he zipped it closed. Blaze looked both ways before he made his way out of the tall cave he has been hiding out for most of his time in the arena. Blaze wouldn’t stray to far from Bayleigh, knowing that if he happened to run into trouble he might need her to defend him. Blaze didn’t have anything on him besides the lousy spider and the flare gun the Capitol gave him. What a waste right? What was Blaze going to do with those useless things. The flare gun would only attract attention to him if he shot it off and the spider? There was no need to explain the reason for that. 

First things first. Berries would be gathered and after that maybe a couple of Katniss roots. After a what seemed to be a long 5 minute walk in the freezing cold Blaze finally stumbled upon edible berries. Grouching down to the ever green bush, Blaze’s chestnut brown hair stood out just for barely anyone to see and even if someone happened to see it they’d more than likely to mistake him for a deer or a bear. Slowly picking the berries one by one Blaze kept moving side to side unable to keep his balance on the frosted grass. A few sticks cracked and snapped making it more noticeable for someone to find Blaze if any other tributes were out hunting for a kill. Blaze regained his balance and continued to pick the berried off the overly colored green bush. Blaze finished picking off all he could before he moved off to the next bush while he started to rise from the ground Blaze felt a sharp pain stab him his arm. Blaze jolted to the ground from the impact of what seemed to an arrow as he heard it lodge into a nearby tree. As his bottom hit the icy ground Blaze groaned while one hand reached over to check him arm. As Blaze released his grip from his arm he noticed blood streaming down from the wound. A tribute has spotted him and now wasn’t the time for him to run away he knew too well enough the tribute would run after him. Blaze could guess just from the first shot alone that this must be a Career. This certainly wasn’t going to end well. Not well at all. Infuriated now Blaze stood up with rage running through his veins. Blaze didn’t care if he didn’t have any weapons on him he had to react fast if he wanted to take this tribute out by surprise. Looking up to see who the tribute was he didn’t recognize the boy and having his back turned to him didn’t help at all. Although, it did help him in one way. This was his chance to take the boy by surprise, he to take it if he had any hope at living at all. Blaze took off on his feet racing towards the muscular boy. They were both about the same in height and weight so Blaze could stand a chance against him if Blaze was able to knock the bow from the boy’s hand. Blaze grabbed the boy by the neck and swung him to the floor. He made his way on top of him and pinned him to the frosted ground. 



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blazeferrel:

Blaze was startled at the kiss Bayleigh had given him on his cheek. He wasn’t expecting that at all. As Bayleigh drifted to sleep, Blaze walked around the gave. Pacing back and forth thinking about how they would survive. They had no food and soon enough they would get hungry….

Blaze didn’t mind the cold, it reminded him of home anyway so he actually enjoyed it. He had goose bumps all over, but seeing as they were covered by his clothing they weren’t noticeable. Blaze shivered as he laid against the cold wall of the cave. Blaze was startled as he heard Bayleigh speak. He didn’t notice how long she really had been out. “Oh, I don’t know. Maybe like 4 hours. I planted some pods outside of the cave, so be careful.” He walked over Bayleigh as he watched her shiver. “Well one actually I still haven’t activated the other one yet.” Blaze shrugged as he stood next to Bayleigh. 

"Actually food sounds great. Let’s go now before it gets too dark." He smiled at Bayleigh as he offered her one hand to help her from the ground. Blaze didn’t want to go out in the dark, he knew they would get lost and they would be more likely to get attacked in the dark. Now that it was still daylight it was a perfect time to hunt for food or Blaze’s case gather food. Blaze wasn’t the hunting type. He didn’t know how to kill he only knew how to blow things up. "Alright, now just follow me so you won’t explode from walking out of the cave." Blaze chuckled as Bayleigh took his hand. 



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blazeferrel:

Blaze nodded as Bayleigh talked. He knew saying anything to comfort her would do any help at all. Besides that he really didn’t know what to say to her. “No problem Bay.” He smiled as he rubbed her shoulder just slightly. “I’m glad I could help.” Blaze swiped his from his face…

Blaze was startled at the kiss Bayleigh had given him on his cheek. He wasn’t expecting that at all. As Bayleigh drifted to sleep, Blaze walked around the gave. Pacing back and forth thinking about how they would survive. They had no food and soon enough they would get hungry. Blaze walked out of the cave to get some fresh air. Looking around he noticed the sky was dimming. Night was coming fast so it might be best he if Blaze just stayed in the cave. Walking back over to Bayleigh he wiped away the hair that had fallen over her face. Keeping watch was harder than it seemed. At any moment someone could attack and Blaze would be defenseless. He could set up a mine he already had outside of the cave, but how well would Bayleigh be able to remember exactly where he put it? He could just set it up tomorrow while Bayleigh watched him. That way she knew exactly where it was. He laid down a few feet from Bayleigh and watched over her as she slept. 



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blazeferrel:

“Good.” He smiled happy at her agreement to his promise. Blaze changed his mind about going separate ways because he would learn soon enough that going on your own doesn’t do too well in the games. He needed someone he could protect and he needed someone to protect him. He could…

Blaze nodded as Bayleigh talked. He knew saying anything to comfort her would do any help at all. Besides that he really didn’t know what to say to her. “No problem Bay.” He smiled as he rubbed her shoulder just slightly. “I’m glad I could help.”  Blaze swiped his from his face that was starting to fall over his eyes. Blaze was starting to feel a little better but not too much. Maybe a little sleep would help, but he doubted it. The pain would probably wash over in the morning. “Uh, just a little. Not a whole lot. I’ll make it.” He chuckled. Blaze placed his hand over his stomach as he positioned his back up against the wall again. “I don’t need anything Bay, but if you need anything let me know. Alright?” He smiled letting his head hit the back of the wall just lightly. “Why don’t you rest Bay? You need it.” 



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blazeferrel:

“Promise me, you won’t leave my side.” He swallowed hard as the words came out of his mouth. Now with Bayleigh at his side, he didn’t want anything to happen to her. He would try to protect her as much as he could. If Blaze couldn’t make it out alive he sure wanted Bayleigh to…

"Good." He smiled happy at her agreement to his promise. Blaze changed his mind about going separate ways because he would learn soon enough that going on your own doesn’t do too well in the games. He needed someone he could protect and he needed someone to protect him. He could trust Bayleigh enough to know that she wouldn’t hurt him and Blaze wouldn’t hurt Bayleigh either. "Awesome!" He said as she clapped his hands together and reached forward for the bottle of water and chugged it down without even thinking about. The clean water felt nice against his throat. 

"We have your bow and my pods. I think we will do just fine Bay. If we just stick to this cave, I don’t think we will have too much trouble." He shrugged with a grin. Blaze turned his head to the sounds of the scream. They were certainly a little girl’s cries. Yet, he didn’t know who. Not until Bayleigh spoke her name. Scarletta? he whispered to himself. Then he remembered that Scarletta was suppose to be Bay’s ally. Watching as Bayleigh sank to the floor, he rushed over to her. He sat next to her bring her into a tight embrace. "Bayleigh, shh, it’s okay." He said slowly. He didn’t know what to say to comfort her, he knew Scarletta’s fate, he knew she wouldn’t make it. Especially is the girl was weaponless. There was no chance for her. There just couldn’t be. 



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blazeferrel:

“Thanks so much Bay.” He nodded as he followed her into the cave. It wasn’t too dark, they had enough light in the cave for both of them to see perfectly fine. “Alright, so how long did you say I have to wait until I can drink the water?” He smiled at Bayleigh as he found a…

"Promise me, you won’t leave my side." He swallowed hard as the words came out of his mouth. Now with Bayleigh at his side, he didn’t want anything to happen to her. He would try to protect her as much as he could. If Blaze couldn’t make it out alive he sure wanted Bayleigh to come out as victor. District 3 needed a new victor, as time passed on the past (few) victors were slowing dying off leaving the rest of the village homes empty. Besides his father and Raylene, there were only 3 more victors still alive. District 3 needed it more now than ever. I’m going to protect you, as long as you do the same for me." He smiled setting his gaze on Bayleigh. "I don’t have much, but I do have a few pods I took out of the ground, which can do a lot." He took the pods from he fanny packs (which surprisingly could hold a lot) and showed them off to Bayleigh. 



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blazeferrel:

Before Blaze could respond to what Bayleigh was saying he took off as fast as he could. He knew now something was terribly wrong with him. He rushed his body behind a think green bush and began to vomit his insides out. Vomit after vomit Blaze could feel himself start to get…

"Thanks so much Bay." He nodded as he followed her into the cave. It wasn’t too dark, they had enough light in the cave for both of them to see perfectly fine. "Alright, so how long did you say I have to wait until I can drink the water?" He smiled at Bayleigh as he found a decent enough spot for Blaze to lay down up against the wall of the cave. Blaze settled himself down and placed his left arm over his stomach. "Bayleigh, can we make a promise to each other?" He asked curiously hoping that Bayleigh would take his offer and make a promise with him. "It’s okay if you don’t want to, I’ll understand if you don’t."