#d11m

Placement: 23rd

Onyx looked around as the wind howled past him, they were in a steppeland and the Arena seemed to go on on forever, at the center of the circle of tributes sat a wooden structure made of sticks, mud, and scrubs. Onyx didn’t see the glint of the sun on metal weapons but instead primitive weapons. He realized there was no count down? This isn’t good. He began looking around trying to spot his alliance members and his wife. He drew up in a deep breath and a gong rang. Onyx didn’t hesitate instead immediately taking off at full sprint. He could see someone in his peripheral vision. Reaching the Cornucopia he grabbed a white smooth dagger looking item. As he spun around he could see the District Eleven male trying to notch an arrow on a bow as he faced Onyx. Onyx charged forward, knocking into boy the boy stumbled back before falling down. Onyx was on him in a split second, sitting on his chest. Onyx made a deep transverse cut across the boy’s neck at the angle of his jaw. As blood sprayed into his face and onto his coat, he knew morally he should finish the job but he needed to find Diana. The boy was still alive for the time being but he knew there was no coming back for the boy. Onyx wiped his hands on his leggings and grabbed his dagger before going in search of his wife.