District Two Tribute Diary

“I vote it occurs in mud…with lingerie…and I had better be sent some damn popcorn or it won’t be as enjoyable to watch.” -Mason

Honorable Mention:

Ash Kills Mason With His Teeth

(When we read that, we were like, whooaaa…)

Honorable Mention:

Aqua breaks Rose’s Leg

Lison Late Night Chats

There’s a tie here, my pets!

Crimon & Mason

(and equally heart wrenching for us to write and post!)

The Lison Dance-Off

(and boy was it ever hilarious!!!)

Honorable Mention: Slit & Ash Skinny Dip w/the GMs

(Quite a moment for us, I must say!)

Mason Shale (well maybe Ash should get some credit for his cannibalism here…)

Mason Shale!

Lincoln “Link” Flynn!

Only four are left.  The tributes know what is coming.  It’s always the same.  The Finale.  The biggest and most exciting part of the games.  Every year the gamemakers come up with a sick way to draw all the tributes together for an epic final battle.  Ash lays in the grasslands.  His arm throbbing, and Mason’s face glued to the inside of his eyelids.  Ryder mourns Rommel and Carrie, alone in his anger and sobs.  Link and Lina are silent, as they comfort each other, after the loss of their two allies.

Finally, the ground starts to rumble, and the remaining tributes dread what is about to come.  Dust fills the air and none of the tributes can breath, see, or hear.  Finally, the arena falls silent.  The tributes open their eyes, coughing, and find themselves at the mouth of the cornucopia.  A hovercraft appears overhead, a medium sized box falls and crashes as it hits the land.  It bursts open reveals it’s contents, weapons.  Link see’s his boomerang.  A sword, knives, arrows, darts, everything.  Lina gulps, hiding won’t help her here.  Ryder is the first to run.  He kicks Link’s boomerang just as Link reaches it.  He punches Link, knocking him over, and leaving him with a bloody lip.  He scowls back at Ryder.  

“Mr. Tough guy huh?” He smirks.  Ryder glares at him.  Ryder reaches behind him, refusing to take his eyes off Link.  Before he can grab anything, Link lurches forward and throws him on the ground.  Link pins his shoulders to the grass.  “Not so tough now.”  He smiles.  Neither of them have any weapons.  It’s hand-to-hand, but Ryder has a broken wrist.  

“Did you kill her?”  Ryder asks.

“Who?”  

“Carrie.  Brown hair.  With Ash and Red.  Did you kill her!?”  Ryder demands.  A tear rolls down his face.  “WELL?”  He screams.

“Yes!”  Link yells back.  “I did it.  Why?  What are you gonna do about it?”  He laughs.  Ryder pushes Link off of him.  Link, caught off guard, stands, furious.  He looks to the side, catching a glimpse of his boomerang and smiles as he makes a break for it. Picking it up, he smiles as he runs his fingers along its razored edge.  He throws it towards Ryder, who attempts to dodge it.  The boomerang slices off his ear.  Blood drips down the side of his face and he screams in pain, and anger. The boomerang swings back around and lands in Link’s hands.

Ash focuses on the pile of weapons, knowing his only chance is to fight one handed with the axe. He is grateful for its reappearance, though; he had not enjoyed Mason’s death and was in no hurry to ever repeat it. Ash runs to the pile of weapons, pulling out only the axe before retreating quickly. He knows that one way or another, this was the beginning of the end. Ash sets his sights on Lina, and charges her as she picks up the hatchet. He knocks her to the ground, and takes a swing at her throat, Lina rolling out of the way just in time. Seeing Link occupied by Ryder, he doesn’t let Lina’s lucky escape knock his confidence. He swings again, but she is already on her feet, laughing as Ash misses for the second time.

“Looking a bit rusty there, Ash” she laughs as she sends her hatchet flying into Ash’s hip. He shouts in agony, but pulls it out and throws it to the floor. She quickly lunges at him, but he blocks her, managing to push her back a few feet with his left forearm stub. He saw Ryder and Link fighting close behind her, and knew he had to work fast.

After losing an ear, Ryder jerks his head around and sneers at Link. “Bring it on, mother fucker,” he shouts. Ryder is poised, ready to shoot a poison arrow. Link is up on both his feet now, winding up and tossing the boomerang at Ryder once more. This time it catches him in the face, slicing open his mouth, but not before Ryder had blown the dart into the air.

The dart soars past Link’s neck and he laughs, until he hears a gasp behind him. He spins around.  It had landed in Lina’s arm instead. Stunned, Link drops the boomerang and stares at Lina as the color leaves her face. She falls to the ground and Link screams in emotional agony. He turns to Ryder, who is breathing heavily and bearing the most evil grin on his now twisted and bloody face. He knows he has very little time to finish off Ryder before Lina is gone, and he has to say goodbye. Lina can’t breathe, she can’t do anything except die slowly as the poison and asphyxiation take their toll. Link lets out an angry roar, but Ryder doesn’t move except to widen his devious smile. He stays there, watching Lina die slowly. Gripping his sword, Link charges Ryder. He doesn’t even flinch when Link drives the sword through him.

“Revenge… it’s sickly, isn’t it?” Ryder manages to say as blood drips down the corner of his lips. The cannon booms as Ryder’s body falls to the ground. 

Immediately turning his attention to Lina, he ignores the presence of Ash. He drops his sword, kneels down beside her, and felt the tears well up. He failed yet again to protect someone that he loved. Lina was solemn, tearless, and completely brave. Link hovers over her, looking deep into her eyes, one if his tears drops on her dry cheeks. She blinks a few times and Link thought this was it… she was going to be gone soon. 

Suddenly, Link feels a blow to his shoulder and is knocked away from her. Looking up, he makes eye contact with Ash, who’d just chucked his battle axe at him. Link roars, intensely angry that Ash had interrupted him and potentially wasted his goodbye to Lina.

“You!” He growled, moving quickly towards Ash.  Link rips the axe out of his shoulder and sends it flying back towards Ash, who ducks just in time.  Link gets up, jumps over Lina, and lurches after him, who turns to run.  Ash reaches for his axe as he passes it, just inches away from his good arm.

Ash grips his axe tightly, bracing himself for death at the hands of the 12-scoring career. Ducking just in time, Ash avoids the first of Link’s blows, cutting his axe blade into the back of Link’s knee. He staggers but does not fall.

“This is for Carrie… and Crimson!” he calls after Link. Ash quickly spins around, hitting Link on the back with the flat side of his axe blade. His blow significantly weaker with a one-handed hold, Link yelps but once again remained standing. Ash had only just got to his feet as Link turns around and tackles Ash. Pushing, he forces Ash to the floor, causing Ash to lose control and drop his axe. Link smashes Ash’s face into the dirt and pins him down. Link holds Ash’s good hand down with his knee and wraps his hand around his neck. “This is for Mason, you filthy animal,” Link hisses as he digs his fingers into Ash’s neck. Link squeezes until he feels the warmth of blood as he tears through Ash’s neck. Ash chokes on his own blood and eventually stops struggling. Link gets up and flips Ash over, exposing the open gash in Ash’s neck.

A cannon goes off.

Link turns to Lina, who is still laying there, now trembling from the pain of the poison. He runs to her again, hoping that he’ll be able to save her somehow. He slams to the ground next to her, desperate to feel her next to him. She weakly reaches out for him and puts her hand on his chest. They stare into each other’s eyes again, Link’s tears returning. 

“I love you Link.” Lina whispers softly to him, but he can’t understand her.  Then she convulses and shakes, the poison taking over her body. 

“NO!” Link shouts. “No…” Her eyelids flutter. Link leans in and kisses her softly and he feels her kissing him back. He doesn’t remove his lips until the cannon booms. As he pulls away from her, his sadness turns into direct anger. He kneels on the grass beside her and screams, his voice echoing throughout the arena. He examines his boomerang that lays near her body.  He holds it in his hand and contemplates ending it right here. He feels the razor edge with his fingertips again, still covered in Ryder’s blood.