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Post by ฦคฮฑฦฦฮฑั โง on Oct 17, 2019 1:22:06 GMT -5
I still thought it was great Chaos x
Sparky - Iโd love to see more writing from you because I love your writing but thereโs no rush x
I will get more writing up today I think but yeah let me know what yโall want to see)
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Post by ฦคฮฑฦฦฮฑั โง on Oct 21, 2019 5:26:08 GMT -5
Iโm lying in my bed in the rebel base, trying desperately to get a little bit of sleep; Iโve got a watch in a few hours and Iโm not about falling asleep on the job. And I very quickly realise that I must indeed have fallen asleep.
Because when I open my eyes, sheโs back again.
Leaning against the wall next to my bed, with her dark hair in a messy ponytail. Her skin is covered with dust and dirt, and there is some dried blood on her clothes that Iโm willing to bet isnโt hers. Her eyes are sharp, catching the low light in the room. She is toying with a knife, the blade reflecting silvery light onto her face periodically as she turns it absently in her hands.
Itโs me again, from the Arena.
โI thought you were gone,โ I say as I sit up in my bed, watching the girl warily
โThen youโre stupider than you look,โ she chuckles โthough I suppose itโs quite endearing that you thought you could get rid of me that easily. I am you, honey, Iโm never going away.โ
โOkay, so what do you want?โ I ask, irritated now
โWhat Iโve always wanted,โ she replies with a shrug โto make you realise what an idiotic decision youโre making.โ
โBeen there, done that, still not changing my mind.โ
The other me just smiles slowly, approaching me again just like she did in the last dream.
โI thought you might say that,โ she says as she sits on the bed next to me โbut you canโt fight facts. All youโve ever wanted is control, which you never had. You trained yourself for years because you knew what the best chance was for you. You knew the world wouldnโt treat you fairly, that you wouldnโt have a chance at survival unless you won the Games. Because nobody was going to give a job to a homeless, orphaned teenager. You had a plan. You were going to finally live the life you were meant to live. And here you are throwing it all away.โ
โI wouldnโt have needed that plan, wouldnโt have been homeless or orphaned, wouldnโt have had to fight for survival, if it werenโt for the Capitol.โ
โOh, yes, and where were the rebels when you family died? Why did the rebels let so many kids die before they broke into the Arena? What about the kids who didnโt make it out? The rebels donโt want to help you, they want to use you for publicity. And when theyโve got what they needed youโll be cannon fodder, because this is real war. Not the Games. And if the Capitol win? Well, then, thatโs a death sentence for you. Doing the right thing will lead to what it always does; suffering and death. Thatโs why Everest, Holly and Amadrya are being tortured while you got away safely.โ
โI donโt care!โ I shout โIโm here to help the rebels, to make some kind of positive difference. Iโm here for my friends.โ
โRight, yes, your friends. Whose deaths you were planning maybe a month ago. Youโve tried to make some kind of family out of them, but we both know thatโs just made up. They still donโt trust you, and theyโre right; theyโd be stupid to think youโd really changed. Youโre a career, a Capitol mutt. Even Alessandro wonders how much of what happened in the arena was a lie.
I think the truth is, youโre weak. A selfish, scared kid. Not like your sister, who risked so much for your safety and died anyway. Because goodness isnโt rewarded, because she died and you survived instead. Youโre so terrified of letting people in that you lie and manipulate, and that is never going to change. They deserve better than you. The rebels are not the kind of group for someone like you. You belong in the Capitol, where you can keep surviving like you always do, because what does morality matter? What do your pride and principles matter? This is the Hunger Games, and they never end.โ
Listening to those words has dredged up such a mix of emotions in me that I donโt know how to react. Sadness and anger fill me, like pressure building up and up. But she goes on.
โAll you have to do is run. Leave them behind and go be the girl you were meant to be. You donโt owe them anything.โ
I fix her with the same cold stare sheโs giving me.
โYouโre forgetting; I actually developed a heart in that Arena, and afterwards. Iโm not leaving, and I donโt have to listen to you anymore.โ
But when I open my eyes, the dream faded, my eyes are filled with tears. They flicker to the knife I always keep on my bedside table, because Iโve always done that ever since I lost my family. I havenโt changed. But I can try
I have to try.
(I donโt really know what this was? I guess still trying to figure out how Macaria ticks)
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Post by ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐จ on Oct 23, 2019 18:35:55 GMT -5
Sheโs there again.
She always there.
Her eyes glimmer like dim stars, and her hair seems like torn cloth, a sickly smile painted at her lips.
Her blood coated lips, and eyes with callous remark, without mercy, without hope, only with placid agitation.
I turn around, in my bed with my eyes closed tight. Blocking her out. Blocking her-
โClassic,โ is the only word I hear, chilled and sending shivers down my spine. But she isnโt done, โCanโt sleep, huh? Do I need to sing you a lullaby?โ
I look up again, meeting those venomous green eyes, boring into my soul and piercing my heart again. I canโt respond, not now, nor when her soft voice starts to sing out.
โThe old moon is tarnished,โ she began, starting to walk through the air towards me, grinning manically as blood dribbles down her lips. โWith smoke of the flood, The dead leaves are varnished,โ my eyes trail her, as she finally stands before me, โWith colour like blood,โ blood...
Blood like the gaping hole in her abdomen, reminding me of the spear that was originally there, impaling her body like a skewered fish.
I remember that clearly. Running through the arena, spotting the escaped victim, spotting her, and fighting.
Fighting when I didnโt need to.
โA treacherous smiler
With teeth white as milk,
A savage beguiler
In sheathings of silk,โ
The song is soft still, a poem with added melody, sweet and luring, but with a hint of it rue malice.
And yet sheโs running, I can see it still. Blood dribbles slowly from a scratch elongating over her eyes and tears are in her eyes as well.
โWe donโt have to fight!โ She begged, stopping when she could run no more, the arena stood between her and freedom, trapping her with me, โWe wonโt have to fight anymore, just please listen to me!โ
I had stood before her, towering the short girl, my brunette hair falling over my eyes, shadowing them, โShut up!โ
โThe sea creeps to pillage,
She leaps on her prey...โ
It brings to memory the action, flashing before my own eyes with the memory, thrusting my spear at her as the words โWe can be free, Alessandro!โ leaves her mouth.
โA child of the village
Was murdered today.โ
She took time to die, almost immediately the spear impaled her, sticking her to the spot like a tethered doll, sputtering blood and whimpers and not even able to fall.
Behind her the arena had flickered, before giving out just seconds later.
And yet her eyes scared me to the day, reflecting the girl before me now. A bloody smirk on her face, challenging green eyes, pale skin stained by bloody tears.
โThink you won, Alessandro?โ Cooed the pale girl, reaching a bloodied hand out, and he stood right before her, her hands barely grasped my neck, before trailing up to my cheek with a bold trail of blood, leaving the icky feeling to resonate in my body, โThink you could rid of me so easily?โ
I still remember her tightening her grip, hateful gaze bored into my soul, โYouโll never get rid of me, Iโll always haunt you, Iโll always make you pay for what you did. You wonโt escape this!โ
Her sentence hung off, clipped like the anticlimactic phrase it was as her hand had dropped, leaving me with the memory of the gory girl, bloodied.
Her song continues.
โShe came up to meet him
In a smooth golden cloak,
She choked him and beat him
To death, for a joke.โ
Her very presence is choking me, Iโm fighting back tears and trying not to cry.
Everyone else, Amadrya, Everest, Halina, Ari, Burton, and my dearest Macaria lived on, they live now with me(albeit with broken ties from some).
But she doesnโt get to live on, she just haunts and haunts and haunts,
โLeave me alone,โ I beg, fruitless, but she shakes her head, continuing her lullaby, while caressing my cheek like a child once more, except, now as the shadow she is, not as the girl she was.
And fear holds me thereโs and guilt,
So, so, so, so much guilty
โHer bright locks were tangled,
She shouted for joy,
With one hand she strangled
A strong little boy.โ
She pinched my cheek at the strong little boy part, mockingly, before sitting on my bed in her weightless warm boring me down, daring me to rest.
I can see that look in her eyes, saying โsleep, wonโt you? Iโve tried so hard to sing you this songโ, with that teasing smirk on her face.
โPlease...Stopโ I beg again.
She pauses, staring at me for a moment, and for a second I can see the girl who could have been my friend, who should have, with clear green eyes, pale skin that was unblemished, untangled hair that floated silky smooth, and a smile, not hateful, but genuine, resting upon her face.
Itโs gone, reminding me that I took it away.
And silence reigns for a few moments as the tears begin to fall down my cheeks.
โNow in silence she lingers
Beside him all night
To wash her long fingers
In silvery light.โ
(The poem is Sea Lullaby by Elinor Wylie, and otherwise, the idea behind this is an AU in which Holly kind of fights back and tends to mock Arlo and the other careers. However, she receives a vague idea about the arena being open/receives a message. Arlo wants no part in it and kills her on the spot, and faces the consequences of guilt and hysteria after.
So no, the figure isnโt a ghost, itโs simply his guilty conscience taking form.)
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Post by ฦคฮฑฦฦฮฑั โง on Oct 23, 2019 23:21:10 GMT -5
That was amazing!
I got woken up at 5 AM so Iโm going back to sleep but when I wake I have more writing coming)
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Post by ฦคฮฑฦฦฮฑั โง on Oct 24, 2019 3:13:59 GMT -5
Iโm lying back in my bed in District 7, the same comfortable bed Iโve slept in since I was twelve. I can feel a cool spring breeze stirring the air even as a golden sun warms my skin. The voices of my family carry through the air, my cousins bickering amongst themselves. And Ackley is pounding at the door, shouting my name and telling me to get up. The thought lazily crosses my mind that I must be late to work, I need to get up.
But thatโs when I catch the urgency in his voice, and suddenly Iโm aware of the smell of smoke.
I immediately jump out of bed, and a glance out of the window as I do so makes my blood run cold. Thick columns of black smoke is rising through the air outside as the houses burn. The marketplace is just charcoal now, and the forest outside the gates glows with flickering amber flames.
District 7 is burning.
I rush out of my room to join my uncle and cousins, relieved to see that our house isnโt yet aflame, though it probably doesnโt have long as the fire jumps from house to house. I can hear the screaming of people outside. We have to move.
All of us run outside, and Iโm immediately assaulted by the thick, choking smoke, so much so that immediately my body is wracked with coughs. I can hear screaming, and the crying of babies, and gunshots. Peacekeepers are running rampant in the district, setting the buildings on fire and shooting anyone who manages to get out. Crowds of bodies line the street, the soil red with blood.
We keep running, even though we know we have nowhere to go. Weโre fenced in, and the forest is burning. They have us surrounded. For all intents and purposes, this is nothing more than an execution.
And in panic, I run with my family as gunshots ring behind us, but I lose them in the black smoke and Iโm running, Iโm running. But everything fades to black.
Suddenly Iโm not in District 7 at all, Iโm in a little cottage I donโt recognise. Thereโs a beautiful field of wildflowers outside. Iโm standing by the kitchen window, and Everest stands next to me, holding my hand. Weโre watching a little girl, a girl who looks like both of us, as she plays among the brightly coloured flowers outside.
She looks so happy, and as she plays I cast my gaze at the woodland bordering our home. It doesnโt look far from District 7, or at least the woodland is very similar. Itโs almost sunset, and birdsong rises in a beautiful chorus from the trees.
Itโs a moment of perfect bliss.
But I know itโs going to get dark soon, and so Iโm about to call our daughter in when my eyes settle on something terrifying. I stop in my tracks as I see a figure silhouetted against the treeline, stepping closer and closer to where our little girl is playing, not suspecting the danger. Even without being able to see the face, I know who that is. He is all too familiar, and he will never leave my nightmares. And then I hear his voice.
โI will ruin everything you love. I can make District 7 burn, and District 2 for good measure. I can make sure you will never have a moment of peace and happiness again. I will take it all away, I will make you suffer, I will never leave. You canโt win, Amadrya. Look at the destruction and suffering being brought on innocent people here, all because of you. You and your friends, corrupting them. Oh, mark my words, Darrow, youโll beg for death before this is over.โ
And when I open my eyes one last time, Iโm in the same place I always was. My cell in the Capitol. I sit up, chest heaving as I wipe at the tears wetting my cheeks.
We have to do something.
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โMy drops of tears Iโll turn to sparks of fireโ
(I have no idea what this is really, or why I did it. Maddie just wanted me to and Iโm not about to argue with her. Ignore the many typos that will be there and the short length, I did this on mobile)
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Post by ฦคฮฑฦฦฮฑั โง on Oct 24, 2019 5:08:03 GMT -5
Also tell me this isnโt something Burton would do. Imagine Burton and Holly  |
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Post by ฦคฮฑฦฦฮฑั โง on Oct 25, 2019 4:25:53 GMT -5
See I wanna do more writing, like actually maybe introducing some new ideas too for our characters.
A possibility is to imagine what it wouldโve been like if other characters had been captured instead but idk
If I did more Amadrya Iโd want to explore something a bit different with her. Either future stuff or sticking with the current plot stuff. Like maybe I think about what, apart from hurting Everest, would be the worst thing Louden could do to harm Amadrya. And then just running with it)
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Post by ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐จ on Oct 26, 2019 7:15:21 GMT -5
Again, some future stuff has planned.
The hiatus should be over and the new chapters are in progress and almost ready to go. The plans are done and set and the surprised are ready :3.
and maybe some will get to live and travel towards that future....maybe)
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Post by ฦคฮฑฦฦฮฑั โง on Oct 26, 2019 7:19:49 GMT -5
Oh no I meant like total hypothetical au future stuff, thereโs absolutely no pressure for your plot! Xx
Iโm happy to hear that youโve got some stuff planned and that youโre writing new chapters, thatโs so exciting! But remember if you need to take time thatโs totally okay weโre happy to wait x same if you need any help or anything
Iโm very excited to see whatโs going to happen)
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Post by ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐จ on Oct 26, 2019 14:26:58 GMT -5
Chapter 11: Her Voice is Not Her Own
To say the situation was less than desirable would be an understatement.
โThis is hell,โ a whiny moan escaped from nearby, and Amadrya rolled her eyes at the noirette nearby. She agreed with the sentiment, though she would beg to differ that hell would be better than their current situation.
โThatโs exactly the fifth time you have said this, Alandria,โ Everest put in, earning a soft snort from Amadrya. Her own eyes met his, and they both shared soft smiles, kindness reflected back, understanding, even a bit of humor despite the situation.
โWow, didnโt know you were keeping count, you-โ Amadyra tuned Holly out for a moment, just barely catching the words as she and Everest held eachother in a vice with their own eyes, but the moment wouldnโt last, โAwe! Are you guys having a moment?โ
Only Holly could sound so sarcastic and mocking all the same, then again, Macaria could too.
Regardless, the two teens blushed ever-so-slightly and stared in other directions, and leave it to them to be caught up in romance drama with the threat of death looming over them at any moment.
โIf I had something in here other than my complete and utter lack of hope, Iโd actually think that would be kind of cute!โ Came the overly haopy(and sarcastic) comment.
โIf I had something in here that was heavier than a feather I would be throwing it at you, right about now.โ Amadrya shot back. So caught up in each other and cheering the others up and teasing, they didnโt notice the dark cloud on the horizon.
โChildren, you are torturing me with idiocy,โ came the older, much more masculine voice. And all 3 of them froze, electing to stare back with wide, wide eyes.
Amadrya could see the emotions so plain as day in the faces of the others, fear, anger, and determination. But she knew herโs only held fear and shame.
She could even detect that not so quite whisper from behind her, โYeah right, like weโre the idiots.โ
Louden only granted the green-eyed girl with a fixed and cold stare, but his eyes settled on Amadrya and sheโs knew. The way he smirked, knowing he had won, the way his eyes narrowed slightly, ready to see the chaos unfold. Two guards were with him, and much to the gasps of matching horror and confusion from her fellow tributes, her cell was unlocked, painfully slow.
They were scared he was going to hurt her, and while he wouldnโt hurt her physically, she knew even agreeing with him would.
Yet, no one, not even her, was expecting his words, โAmadrya, youโre free to go,โ along with one of his knowing smirks.
But she couldnโt comprehend, her eyes trailed up, confused, and terrible feelings washed over her.
Why?
โWhat?โ Came her short, almost teary response.
โThe deal, Darrow,โ that elicited a gasp from Everest, but Holly only clenched her fists, and from the corner of her own eyes, Amadrya could see the fellow femaleโs hateful gaze, as if Holly was already piecing this all together. โYou do as we say, you get to be safe,โ
That wasnโt it...he left something out.
She realized just a little too late what he was doing, because the next thing she knew, the guards were coming to collect her and yanked her away.
She remembered the betrayed gazes sent her way, sending shivers down her spine. Making her blood feel like ice beneath her skin.
Soon the doors closed and her access was blocked, and they started to let her go. Regardless, she fought back and pushed away, slamming herself into the door with pitiful might. All of her strength was gone, she was stunned and panicked. And inside it all felt like a snake was constricting her chest, she felt guilt, thick and bloodlike, sticking to her like a magnet, sweeping through her veins.
Everest and Holly didnโt know of her deal.
Everest and Holly were left alone, told that she made a deal for her own safety, and she didnโt even deny it.
She just let herself be led away like an animal.
The spell of self deprecation fell when the simple words came to her, โYou thought it would be that easy, Darrow?โ
She turned, vicious and hurt, and very much feeling like cornered prey. But she couldnโt even think straight, โYou lied to them! You didnโt keep your end of the deal!โ She said, tears starting to spill. โYou lied to me!โ
A painfully tight feeling wound in her chest, but he only smirked that dumb smirk, his brown eyes boring down on her like a plague, โI didnโt lie to them. You did make a deal to do what I wanted, and I didnโt lie to you-โ
โ-Yes you did lie to me!โ She fumed, glaring at him, her vision blurred by tears.
โHow so? I said I wouldnโt hurt them. Did you see me beat them?โ He questioned.
Now that question filled her with cold dread, like a bottomless pit, and she backed up, hitting the door as she gasped in, hiccuping slightly as she did so, raising her hands and hug herself as she slid down the door.
โNow, now, Darrow, letโs not be dramatic. We have a show to prepare for, and wouldnโt you know it? Youโre the Star!โ His dumb accent, laced with all the riches he owned, taunted her like a puppet.
Deal or no deal, she couldnโt cry for him, give him what he wanted anymore.
And deal or not, their lives depended on her now, no matter what they thought of her.
So, standing up, she followed him out, wiping her tears away, and feeling her determination slowly sink away like water in a drain. Such a strange calm settled over her because how much worse could it really get? and so what if she had to talk for the Capital? At least they were safe!
It didnโt stop the guilt from mounting with each step, and it didnโt stop the shame from wallowing over her, drowning her.
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Post by ฦคฮฑฦฦฮฑั โง on Oct 26, 2019 15:48:34 GMT -5
Ooh I just got in Iโm gonna read this now Also probably got some writing coming soon as well  ) |
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Post by ฦคฮฑฦฦฮฑั โง on Oct 26, 2019 15:52:59 GMT -5
(Oh my god that was amazing I love it - the drama!
I am inspired by this - my writing mayyy pull from this)
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Post by ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐จ on Oct 26, 2019 16:04:41 GMT -5
Chapter 12: A Game No One Can Win
Amadryaโs on the side of the Capital now, it seems, and faces the music with Everest.
Meanwhile, something turns Hollyโs attention to a possible escape, and sheโs willing to do whatever it takes.
All the while, a storm is brewing in the horizon, a mistake is made by one the of the rebels that may cost everything.)
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Post by ฦคฮฑฦฦฮฑั โง on Oct 26, 2019 16:05:37 GMT -5
Ooooooooooh shit is getting real with this next chapter!)
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Post by ฦคฮฑฦฦฮฑั โง on Oct 26, 2019 16:54:57 GMT -5
โAmadrya, youโre free to go,โ
Now, once when I was a kid, I was climbing a tree in the forests of District 7. I didnโt get very high when I lost my grip on a branch and fell. For the moment I was falling, dread filled my stomach, and my ears were filled with a rushing sound. I hit the ground on my back, and all of the air rushed out of my lungs. It was several painful moments before I could properly get my breath again.
Thatโs what this feels like.
I know, I can see from the triumph in his eyes, that heโs somehow played me. That Iโve lost. All that remains is to find out how badly.
I look at him in confusion, narrowing my eyes. But I already know, the guilt is already filling me.
โWhat?โ is all I can muster, trying to hide the emotion in my voice
โThe deal, Darrow,โ is his reply
And that damn near makes my heart stop. Because I can feel Holly and Everestโs gazes on me. I canโt look at them as Everest gasps, and from the corner of my eye I catch Holly clenching her fists, piercing me with her eyes, flickering in green flame.
โYou do as we say, you get to be safe.โ
Iโm stunned into silence, trying desperately to summon some words. I have to say something. But I donโt succeed before the guards are pulling me out of my cell and leading me out of the room, followed by the hateful glares of Holly, and the hurt betrayal of Everest.
Once the door closes I try to fight, but I fail miserably. My whole body aches, Iโm so weak that all I can do is push back against the door like a petulant child. My chest is tightening, and it feels like lead is filling my veins, poisonous and heavy.
Why didnโt I say something, why didnโt I make sure they knew that he was lying? They would have believed me. Wouldnโt they? But I bet Louden was counting on that, knowing Iโd be too shocked to say anything, to deny his words. Theyโre left thinking that I made this choice out of selfishness, and not to protect them. They have no idea. Iโve betrayed them, even more than I was betraying them before now.
โYou thought it would be that easy, Darrow?โ
Loudenโs voice fills me with rage, the very sound of it like insects crawling beneath my skin. I turn, furious, finally able to catch my breath. I am cornered, I am prey. I canโt run, my only option is to fight, however I can.
โYou lied to them! You didnโt keep your end of the deal!โ I spit, tears falling now โYou lied to me!โ
This wasnโt part of the agreement. He could do whatever he wanted to me, but the deal was that they not be hurt. He has hurt them; worse, heโs made them think I hurt them. He said he would leave them alone.
But he still hasnโt wiped that smug smirk off his face, and he seems unruffled by my fury.
โI didnโt lie to them. You did make a deal to do what I wanted, and I didnโt lie to you-โ
โ-Yes you did lie to me!โ
I can hardly see through my tears now. My whole body is heavy and tired. My eyes burn, my muscles ache, my skin is littered with bruises. I canโt do this anymore.
I was so stupid, thatโs what I hate. I blame myself for being enough of an idiot to agree to a deal with Louden in the first place. Of course he was going to lie, of course he was going to twist it to his advantage. Thatโs what heโs always done. But I was so ruled by my desire to protect my friends, by my emotions, that I felt I didnโt have a choice.
โHow so? I said I wouldnโt hurt them. Did you see me beat them?โ
Oh, he knows. He knows what heโs doing, that heโs still hurting them. I hate it. My blood is running cold, dread is spreading through me. All I can do is back up. I feel my back press against the door, and I sink to the ground. Iโm not even trying to wipe the tears anymore, I just hug myself as I sob. Iโm scared, and broken.
And for the first time, Iโm alone.
When my mother died, I had my dad. When my dad died, I had my uncle and my cousins. When I got reaped, I had Ari, and in the Games Everest and my other friends. Like my uncle said, no Darrow goes it alone. And I didnโt have to. But now I do. And Iโm scared, and I donโt know what to do. If I was Holly, Iโd have this figured out. Iโd be used to aloneness and adversity, and Iโd be able to fight through it with her toughness and perseverance. But now the people who loved me hate me, and I have to do terrible things in the name of protecting them.
Iโm so stupid, Iโm so stupid for letting him play me like this. For letting him hurt my friends.
โNow, now, Darrow, letโs not be dramatic. We have a show to prepare for, and wouldnโt you know it? Youโre the star,โ
His accent, his stupid grating accent, taunts me. I hate everything about him and the Capitol, and I hate everything that he stands for. I would never want to be associated with him. I would never want to help the Capitol.
But the lives of my friends hang in the balance now. They donโt realise, but they depend on me. I have to do this, and I have to do this with a shred of dignity. I canโt let Louden think heโs won anymore, I canโt give him the satisfaction of seeing me cry. I have to do what Holly would tell me to do, if she didnโt hate me right now. I have to be strong, and stay cool and collected. I have to keep my pride and my dignity in whatever way I can. If Iโm going to do this, Iโm going to defy Louden in any small way Iโm able to.
So I shakily stand, wipe my tears, and begin to follow Louden. And calm fills me, because I realise Iโve hit rock bottom. This cannot get worse, and Iโm doing this to keep my friends safe. Our situation isnโt going to get worse from here.
But still, as I walk, I feel like Iโm weighed down, pulled back. Unease and guilt are filling me, telling me Iโm a terrible person, that Iโm in way above my head. Iโm a traitor and a liar, and my friends are suffering because of me.
But I have no choice.
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Post by ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐จ on Oct 26, 2019 17:05:42 GMT -5
The next chapter should be out soon.
The first parts are done, and a few surprises are to come.
Letโs keep in mind...Loudenโs not the only villain ;3.
Though, thatโs for me to know, and you all to find out.
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Post by ฦคฮฑฦฦฮฑั โง on Oct 26, 2019 17:07:36 GMT -5
Ooh exciting!
Iโm gonna go to bed but Iโll be back in the morning x)
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Post by ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐จ on Oct 26, 2019 17:24:44 GMT -5
(Also, I just love Amadrya, the poor girl deals with so much...)
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Post by ฦคฮฑฦฦฮฑั โง on Oct 27, 2019 1:37:58 GMT -5
Sheโs just out here trying her hardest
See tha s why I love Holly though? Because Holly has been through so much and she just relentlessly carries on even when itโs hopeless. Sheโs so tough, she just keeps going. Thatโs why sheโs one of my favourites tbh)
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Post by ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐จ on Oct 27, 2019 9:50:42 GMT -5
Yeah, I love every character we have here thus far, their all fun, and so so sweet :3.)
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Post by ฦคฮฑฦฦฮฑั โง on Oct 27, 2019 9:53:19 GMT -5
Yeah I seriously adore Holly x
See I feel like Iโve neglected Burton, so anything youโd like to see for him?)
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Post by ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐จ on Oct 27, 2019 9:59:37 GMT -5
(Iโm good with see8ng anything.
Iโm also sorry for whatโs about to come...
itโs going to get so...so dark.)
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Post by ฦคฮฑฦฦฮฑั โง on Oct 27, 2019 10:02:56 GMT -5
I love dark stuff shhhhh Iโm excited)
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Post by ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐จ on Oct 27, 2019 12:50:31 GMT -5
Chapter 12: A Game No One Can Win
Betrayal stung deep.
And it would continue to do so.
Everest was a man who tried to be kind, stoic, and serious, all at once. But even he couldnโt help the tears that started falling once Amadrya left, the utter, painful betrayal.
He couldnโt believe she left them there, just for her own safety, that she would betray everything they had fought for.
He couldnโt believe she betrayed him...
Werenโt they friends? Weโre they...more?
โStop crying.โ Not overly loud, but sharp all the same, and he rose his head, turning to look at Holly, tears still falling.
He stared for a moment, before ducking back and curling into himself, heartbroken, listening to his own cries.
It hurt...so so much. He thought he had something special with her, but at the first sign of light she took and...and left.
โI said stop crying!โ
They both went silent, her raised voice overriding his soft tears, and they both made eye-contact.
โShe made her choice, so we make our own. Donโt give her the satisfaction of-โ but her voice trailed away, as he thought up something new.
He replayed it, shocked out of his depression for a few precious moments, reflecting back on what happened, from the very moment Louden entered the room, to the very last steps and shouts they heard from afar.
Amadrya had looked shocked, broken hearted, confused, helpless.
She had been fighting against the guards, just as shocked as them.
โLetโs make a deal.โ
โSheโs just like everyone else!โ A laugh erupted near him, sour and very bitter, bringing him from his revelation, back to his peer, and his wide eyes focused on her as she continued, โSelfish!โ
โNo sheโs not!โ He found himself roaring back, raising his voice too, and in the back of his mind he realized this is what Louden intended.
He was almost sure it was Louden who set it up. Louden choosing his words and playing with his puppets.
It was designed to hurt them all. To break them apart.
Holly hadnโt realized it, and she was spiraling down a much darker train of though, he could see it in the way her green eyes seemed to be darker, the way her hair was frizzed due to her fingers pulling at it, how pale her knuckles were.
โHow is she not?โ Holly snapped back, โJust like Alessandro and Macaria, sheโs placing her own life and glory above us! Just like Halina sheโs playing with us, leading us on! Just like Ari and Burton sheโs just always pretending to care! And youโre just fine with it! Because itโs funny right? Go ahead, play around Everest! She made her choice!โ He noted that she mentioned everyone except himself. Everyone that was a tribute and escaped.
โJust like everyone, she left us behind and she left me behind and Iโm tired of being left behind!โ
That didnโt settle well in his stomach, the way her words dropped ever so slightly, the way her eyes seemed so dim and shimmering as she fought back tears.
He had a feeling this went deeper than the situation at hand. But Holly never opened up to any of them, she just kept herself closed off and joked.
โHolly?โ He beckoned, But she didnโt look up, only sat down with her glare faced towards the door Amadrya was dragged out of. Yet he felt love blossom in his heart.
The reason he couldnโt believe Amadrya betrayed them had to be for a reason, he knew her...
She would never do that on her own accord, but she would make a deal that would save someone else.
โHolly, I donโt think she did that to protect herself-โ
He didnโt get a chance to finish, as guards walked in, without Louden, and opened his cell, pulling him out.
He tried to fight, but he couldnโt do much. It was helpless, it seemed, and we was dragged out of sight, staring at Holly with almost tears anew.
She looked so panicked, screaming out that they let him go, empty threats.
They all faded behind the empty doors.
โ
Loneliness wasnโt a foreign feeling, it choked and held onto Holly for most of her life. It was cold, and surreal and utterly hopeless.
Reflecting back on it, at least before she had Catastrophe, at least before in the arena she had Burton, at least before, even with the pain, she had Amadrya and Everest.
Amadrya was a traitor and Everest was a fool.
โWhy did I trust them?โ She started, angry at herself, alone now without the watchful eyes, finally breaking apart. โI should know better by now! I should be better!โ
Trust was just some game, her whole life she was just a pawn. Just some foolish pawn.
โWhy did I trust them?โ She asked quietly, tears falling down her face, curling into herself as her mind questioned itself. Her sanity felt like it was slipping, and her paranoia felt increased. Was this all some plan against her?
Was this really the plan all along?
That didnโt settle well with her, she just couldnโt believe that was the case, but she still felt it had to be.
Her mind was spitting all the darkness, pulling the veil over her eyes, telling her the worst case scenario.
A shimmering caught her attention, something shiny on the floor near her cell. It looked bronze, shiny and still imperfect with tiny little blemishes and scratches.
She scooted over to it, crawling, mindful of her sore bruises and scratches, wincing as her palm pressed into the ground, and eventually making it over, painstakingly slow, and scooping her left hand out, picking up the shiny little object.
She flipped it over, recognizing it immediately, and dropping it as she backed up gasping.
That just had to be a cruel joke...it had to be!
Why else would a coin of District 8 be in the tiny prison?
Thatโs when she noticed that hidden in the darker portion of the room, laying on the ground and reflecting little light as well...
Was a pair of keys.
โ
Everest treaded forward, led by his guards, curious as to his punishment awaited, ready to see what torture he would endure.
Yet he was being led down a corridor he had never seen, and he panic grew mildly as well.
Her heard Amadryaโs voice, strong and proud, but he could read it more, she was scared and upset...
And he had no idea where she was, what was happening to her, her voice just flooded from overhead intercoms.
The guards took a turn, seeming to be in a rush, leading him further and further into the unknown. Yet they passed a screen, one that he glanced at in curiousity.
His eyes widened as he spotted Amadrya in a red rose-like gown, big and poofy and overly heavy gown, with makeup covering everything that was naturally beautiful about her. He was stunned, sorrow digging in his heart. He would rather see Amadrya in her casual clothes, smiling in the forests.
He would never get to see that though, would he?
He stopped, something he didnโt even realize he did, and put his hands up to the screen.
โEverest we have to go,โ one of the guards said, calmer than usual, as if handling an injured puppy.
That was odd, usually if he did something like this they would yell or strike him, and come to think of it, the voice was rather familiar....
โAlessandro?โ He commented, drawing his voice out in disbelief, the guard only chuckled, shaking his head, and turned.
โWait, who are you then?โ Everest questioned, glancing at the other, much shorter guard.
โAmadryaโs friend from 7,โ Alessandro commented, โAri wanted to come on the mission, he wanted to save Amadrya, but the situation wasnโt as we expected, we had plans to sneak in, but some other guards caught us, claiming they had to get you for...something,โ
Ari continued on, sighing as he did so, โWe had to play the part, thatโs the only way we could even get in, so we offered to get you instead....โ
โWait,โ Everest interrupted, eyes wide with panic, โWhat about Holly? You guys just left her in there! Why didnโt you get her too!โ
โLook, they asked for you, if we got Holly too it would be obvious who we really were!โ Alessandro snapped, picking up his speed, in which the other two did as well.
โBut what about her? Weโve been through so much already, she deserves to get out too!โ Panic, that was what this was, pure and undaunted. It just wasnโt fair...no.
โWe left a pair of keys by her cell and a little present from Burton, sheโs smart, sheโll figure it out.โ Alessandro said, still obviously working on how to be empathetic.
โAnd Amadrya?โ
โWeโll find a way, Macaria is working on a plan for her, weโve already contacted her.โ Ari responded, obviously not happy that he couldnโt help with saving her now.
Then again, the original plan doesnโt tend to stick, does it?
โAnd Burton?โ He found himself curious about Hollyโs little crush, eyes wide. He knew Halina was probably on guard, and was more curious about why Burton wouldnโt be on Hollyโs rescue team.
โBurtonโs with Diana, theyโre working on...stuff...โ
That wasnโt vague at all.
โWhat kind of stuff?โ Everest questioned, wincing at how terrible he founded in comparison to them. Obviously his voice sounded dry and raspy, but still...
โYou know, rebellion stuff.โ That was a lie, check it off for Everest to tell that Alessandro couldnโt lie worth a crap.
โOh my goodness, shut up already!โ Ari snapped at Alessandro, before turning to Everest, โBurtonโs meeting us half way, he was on guard with Halina...he might not be happy though,โ Well, that was more context, at least.
โWait, Why was Alessandro not going to tell me this?โ Everest asked in confusion.
He received two deadpan stares, before it sunk in, โOh,โ He tacked on a nervous laugh, โRight, yeah, Holly, okay, that makes total sense now.โ
โObviously,โ a roll of the eyes was all it took.
The three strolled closer, and Everest felt all that hope returning.
He should have known better than to hope.
โ
Holly glanced at the keys, something was making sense now.
A lot of it was.
So just like that, she stood up, with her green eyes focused forward. He heartbeat was fast, loud, bursting through her ears and filling her with a determination once anew.
It wasnโt hard to unlock the cage, not a tie bit at all, and she fastened the key ring into a small hole in the right side of her shirt, near the hip, hiding the keys from view as she ran forward.
Who knew how many doors she would have to unlock on her way out?
It stung at first, walking, and on her own it felt odd. She was used to being dragged around, or crawling most places, and she felt almost clumsy as her feet hit the floor.
She still had those soft steps, and gained control over her balance as she approached the door, peeking out the crack to watch as a small troop of guards passed by the door, and she noticed the hallways around. She knew two would take her to the torture rooms.
So she decided to go left once the area was clear, the path she hadnโt taken before. It was better than the other destinations, at least, to her.
And so thatโs how she got the the point she was in, running as fast as she could, hiding when she heard any voices.
And soon, she realized with a smile, there was natural light. Sunlight, and the door was right before her.
It felt too good to be true.
โWhere are you going Holly?โ
Because it was.
She turned around quickly, the voice didnโt belong to Louden, but she recognized it, just barely. It had been so long...
But seeing a face to the voice brought wide eyes and confusion to her face, earning the softest of chuckles.
โHow...? Why?โ
The other person didnโt respond, only shook their head in shame, before raising something, a weapon of some kind, Holly could tell.
She didnโt know what to think, confusion kept her planted to the spot, โBut thatโs not possible....why would you...?โ
She didnโt really have time to finish her question, because she backed up as something hit her right shoulder, pain flashed for a m9ment as she staggered, before she roughly pulled the object out, glancing at it,
Her eyes widened in immediate fear at the little dart, remember the first time one hit her. And she already felt the effects, staggering slightly as she glared back.
She didnโt even think about what she was doing, because the one before her widened their eyes in panic at her single word.
A warning, an alarm.
โRUN!โ
(Hmm, think of this as โPart 1โ. Part 2 is going to be crazy.) |
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Post by ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐จ on Oct 27, 2019 12:58:24 GMT -5
Chapter 12: A Game No One Can Win Amadryaโs on the side of the Capital now, it seems, and faces the music with Everest. Meanwhile, something turns Hollyโs attention to a possible escape, and sheโs willing to do whatever it takes. All the while, a storm is brewing in the horizon, a mistake is made by one the of the rebels that may cost everything.) (Also, yes, not all of this has yet been addressed. It will be, I planned for it all to be on chapter but it would have gotten cluttered so we get a part one and two. Part one: A Game No One Can Win - Amadrya seems to be on the side of the Capital, and the seeds of doubt have been planted. While Holly and Everest are left with the heartbreak, Everest sees a new possibility, while Holly realizes a possible escape. Part two: Stalemate - Everest and Amadrya reunite, but when a friend turned foe appears, one rebelโs hesitance may cost the resistance everything.) |
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Post by ฦคฮฑฦฦฮฑั โง on Oct 27, 2019 12:59:02 GMT -5
Oh no, Holly! OMG
That was awesome, though x)
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Post by ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐จ on Oct 27, 2019 13:01:46 GMT -5
The chapters coming up are going to be pretty fun.
That is, for me, at least.)
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Post by ฦคฮฑฦฦฮฑั โง on Oct 27, 2019 13:13:25 GMT -5
Iโm excited I love the dark stuff tbh so this is great x Let me know if you need any help or anything at all x) |
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Post by ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐จ on Oct 27, 2019 13:47:03 GMT -5
(Awe!
Thanks!)
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Post by ฦคฮฑฦฦฮฑั โง on Oct 27, 2019 13:52:45 GMT -5
No problem x I love your writing itโs amazing)
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