#annabeth11

DJ is sitting atop the cornucopia when he sees three tributes rushing towards the water.  He doesn't move, realizing that he is relatively safe from his position, and would rather just let the others deal with themselves. Caitlin is rushing towards her canteen, when someone tackles her, hard, from her right side.  Caitlin is immediately winded, and manages to catch her breath only to see the silhouette of her attacker, knife in hand, looming over her.   “Please, don’t!” Caitlin cries. “I don’t want to! I hate this! But I need to get home,” Grace solemnly replies. Grace swiftly brings the knife down towards Caitlin’s neck, but Caitlin, in a last second effort for her life, kicks her leg up to knock away the blade, and forward to throw Grace off of her.  The first kick connects, and the knife lands 5 feet to the left of the struggling pair. Caitlin aims another kick at Grace’s head, but Grace is faster, and rains down a flurry of punches towards Caitlin’s chest, slowly gaining back the upper hand. Desperate, Caitlin looks over to Grace’s knife, only to find it has disappeared.  It reappears moments later in Grace’s back. Grace from district twelve has fallen, District 12 no longer has any tributes. “That’s to apologize for running away!” Karlee shouts as she runs away from the site of the brawl. “Consider us even!” Caitlin shouts back. Realizing that he might not be as safe as he originally thought, DJ pulls back his slingshot, and sends a medium sized rock directly into Caitlin’s shoulder.  Caitlin winces in pain, but then picks up the rock and hurls it straight back at her attacker, just barely missing DJ’s leg. Surrounded by a multitude of rocks and other projectiles, DJ looses volley upon volley of miscellaneous projectiles, and manages to keep both of the former allies a good distance  away from the feast. With one of his last rocks, DJ hits Karlee squarely in the forehead, knocking her unconscious and unresponsive.  She slumps down, but is luckily shielded by the high sand dune she was in the process of climbing. Annabeth is still in her sand ditch when the fighting breaks out.  Seeing an opportunity, Annabeth quietly makes her way to the back corner of the cornucopia and grabs her water bottle.  She then scales the cornucopia and sneaks up behind the preoccupied DJ. “Forget about me?” Annabeth whispers as she shoves him over the edge. DJ lands on his left arm with a sickening thud and a bloodcurdling wail. It’s clear that the fall has done some damage, the extent of which however,  he will have to investigate later.  Annabeth slides down and slams her shovel down over DJ’s face, but he rolls onto his stomach and avoids the shovel a second time. DJ desperately throws his legs forward, and shoves Annabeth off. He then grabs his canteens and runs. Caitlin quickly looks around for Karlee’s body, and having only heard one cannon, assumes that she made it away safe. She grabs her bottle and runs. Annabeth, being the last one at the cornucopia,  takes her fill of water before walking away over a high sand dune.  Not noticing that the sand is looser than she thought, she slips and tumbles to the base, landing squarely beside the unconscious Karlee.  Annabeth, shocked, checks the non-responsive tributes pulse. “I’m sorry about this, hopefully people in our district will forgive me...” Annabeth winces as she slams her shovel down. Karlee from district four is dead.