Please Save Me

Kathryn couldn’t stand to see Carter cry but when she tried to reach up to wipe his tears she didn’t have the strength. “Please don’t cry. This is all my fault. I’m so sorry. You should have left me. You’re gonna die and it’s all my fault.” Kathryn coughed and tasted blood. “I’m here for you too Carter. I’m gonna leave you either. Carter, I-I-I Love you. I love you like the big brother I’ve always wished I had.”

Kathryn lay on the ground dying, she knew she was dying. Not just because of the severity of her wounds, she could feel in deep in her soul, she was slipping away. She wanted to call for Carter to leave her but when she tried to yell not even a whisper came out. She tried to keep up with the battle occurring but everything was becoming hazy and fuzzy. That is until she felt someone curl up with her. “C-C-Carter” she finally stammered out with extreme effort. Her eyes shifting over to his face. To his eyes. She felt so much better and safer now that the other tribute was there. But then she saw the blood that wasn’t her own. “Y-Y-You’re h-h-hurt.”

Kathryn and Carter had been heading down the hall to try to sneak into the feast when a figure had appeared. It was Lola. Kathryn pulled out her dagger “Lola, go away. Now!”

Carter ducked behind the table with her, the two of them tucked away from sight together. He wasn’t happy to be back on the upper decks “We’ll I hope it’s something good… It better be worth us coming back up here.” he said not nearly excited as the little girl, but a smile crept to his lips at her joy.

Kathryn grinned but soon the grin disappeared. The robot avoxes came out and began picking up all the food and water left out and chanting ‘Overboard, overboard’ as they headed out of the dining hall. “W-Where are they going?”

Kathryn took in the scene as she also took in a deep breath before turning to Carter and nodding her head yes. “I’m sure. I really won’t feel comfortable until at least one of us has a weapon and we have some medicine for your gash.” Kathryn gave Carter an encouraging smile before rushing quickly into the cornucopia when the careers weren’t looking. She grabbed a machete and backpack that seemed to have items in it. Kathryn ran as fast as she could back to Carter.

Briar recognized him after a moment of studying his face. She didn’t move though, watching him and his movements. She might know Carter from training, but he was still older and bigger and that meant she wasn’t likely to trust him right away. “Carter. What are you doing?” She asked, but quickly realized that wasn’t a smart question. He was doing the same thing she was, trying to survive, trying to outlive the games.

Kathryn peeked around from behind Carter to see why the pair had stopped and Carter was protecting her. It was Briar, Kathryn’s heart began pounding. “Briar, we don’t want any trouble.”

Kathryn nodded sharply “Sounds like a plan. But if I get caught and I tell you to leave me behind you have to leave me behind.” Kathryn grinned after the boy kissed her forehead. “Swearing isn’t good.” She replied giving Carter a stern look. “You’re very special and important to me.” Kathryn took the whistle and turned it over in her hand “Thank you, Ill keep it safe.” With that the girl turned and headed the rest of the way up the stairs. Upon reaching the top deck Kathryn slowly began to sneak closer to the cornucopia, hoping to be able to spot the careers and not be spotted by them.

Kathryn pouted “But I want to risk my life for you. I want to take care of you and protect you.” Kathryn nodded “I really think I should go back. You can come along but don’t get caught.” Kathryn closed her eyes and bit the inside of her check so she wouldn’t yelp or whimper when Carter fixed her nose. Kathryn sighed after her nose was fixed “But I REALLY wanted the backpack. I want supplies to help us.” Kathryn looked up into Carter’s eyes and smiled “It’s okay, how were we supposed to know that the entire arena would be separating us and not just the cornucopia?” Kathryn looked at Carter with big eyes “Are you sure? This whistle is so special to you.”

Kathryn fought to keep standing as the older girl kicked at her knees. “It’s mine! Let go!” She yelled before taking one of her hands off the strap. Kathryn thought back to what Electra had taught her before punching Lola as hard as she could in the stomach in hopes the sudden pain would make her let go of the bag.

Kathryn frowned when she listened to Carter say how deep they were in the ship before following him back up the steps. She became sad and worried when she saw the blood on the older boy’s brow. “I was hoping to sneak back into the cornucopia. Maybe I can get you some anti-botic cream.” Kathryn looked up into Carter’s eyes with sadness at their situation “I don’t mind a little pain. Go ahead and fix it please.” Kathryn let her eyes fall in guilt “I just wanted to get us a backpack or weapons so we would have supplies. Stupid Lola.”

Kathryn couldn’t believe how calm the older girl was amoungst the bloodshed currently occurring. “No!” She yelled and yanked again “I said LET GO!” She growled before pulling even harder than the last time, her eyes darting around for a weapon to help her but everything being too far out of reach.

Kathryn couldn’t help but feel on edge, ears listening for the sound of anyone coming and eyes constantly shifting off of Carter to look for movement. “Well where are we right now, deck wise?” She asked before following the y’all male back up the stairs. Until Carter mentioned Karthryn’s nose she had all but forgotten about it. As her attention went back to it Kathryn’s nose began to throb. “How bad does it look? Does it look like it needs to be popped back into place?”

After Kathryn and Carter got away from District Twelve's male, whom Kathryn was hoping was slowly dying, they ran down hallway after hallway and stairwell after stairwell. Eventually they stopped “It’s possible the careers will take the dining room but it’s also possible they’ll take the cornucopia. I think we should scope out the dining room and if possible stock up on what’s available there and then go find somewhere to hide and come up with a plan.” 

After Kathryn had killed the girl from nine she spotted what she had been looking for, a backpack. However, as Kathryn got closer to the bag Lola grabbed it and slung one of the straps over her shoulder. Kathryn grabbed the other strap and yanked. “Let go of it!” She shouted.