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Hadley payed close attention to what Zeke was telling her. Anything to distract from the excruciating pain that consumed her. She couldn't feel her legs. She sat in Zeke's gentile arms, listening to his voice. It was steady, but uneven at the same time. She wondered how that could be. She let out a shallow breath, releasing some of her stone-like tenseness. She whimpered as she tried to let herself limp. But still, she remained tense. She tried her hardest to concentrate on what Zeke was saying. Sunsets. Hadley liked sunsets. Very much so. When every color seemed to blend together perfectly, to where you couldn't see where one color changed to another. She closed her eyes tight. The numbness crept up her fingers, into her arms and shoulders. The image was beautiful. Her laughing with Zeke on top of the lushest of grasses. The sun sinking down, signaling the end of a perfect day. The shooting pain had ceased to a dull roar. Slowly, she let herself go, relieving her tension, going limp in Zeke's careful hands. She opened her eyes and spit blood before she spoke. "I am going to meet Aiden, Ezekiel. I'll tell him you've said hello." She whispered, her voice cracked and broken, but soft and dainty all the same. She mustered all of her strength to turn her head to kiss Ezekiel on the cheek. Wincing momentarily she closed her eyes once again before the light set her blind. She listened to her own heartbeat.

Bum Bum.

Bum Bum.

She let out a small breath, and then there was a silence only to be broken by the canon's siren.

The knife pierced her skin, ripping a tearing as it lodged its way into her chest. Her body erupted in pain, unable to scream. She was sent falling to the ground, but to be caught by Zeke's hands. The blood was already everywhere, spreading like wildfire from the knife. She whined loudly, screaming and thrashing in the smallest of ways. Zeke touched her face as she spat out blood from her mouth, turning her teeth a dark red crimson. She closed her eyes tight then flipped them open again to peer up at Zeke, looking blurry and as if he were in pain himself. "Zeke it hurts!" She screamed, grabbing his hand on her face tightly and digging her fingernails into his skin unintentionally. Her body was tense, sharp surges of agony flooded her chest and torso. Blood dripped from her mouth, as she breathed heavily, preexisting tears having no other option but to be pushed out by new ones. Her eyes were squinted, she could barely see Zeke through her tears. She held on his hand as hard as she could, not wanting to let go.

(( Eh I'll just reply now. I've got time ))

Hadley was relieved when she found Zeke. He came over to her, realized Dom's locked eye contact, and without warning he had pushed him. Her first thought of 'WHAT ARE YOU DOING' was met with the involuntary action of reaching out her hands to grab him. Her hands never met his body, but it was for the better. She closed her mouth, looking up at Zeke with big eyes. He said it was okay. That they needed to leave. She knew one of those to be true.

Dom, being the rather large man he was, was not as phased by the push from Zeke as Zeke had intended. Hadley's eyes refocussed to the moving figure behind Ezekiel's face. It was Dom. Knife in hand. Things seemed to move in slow motion. Hadley's face lit ablaze full of emotion and panic as Dom aimed his knife toward's Zeke's back. "Zeke!" She screamed, loud and blood boiling. Without thinking and without worrying, Hadley thrust herself forward, using all of her body strength to push Zeke to the side, out of the way of Dom's knife, only to be met with it herself.

(( Should I wait for Mel or should I reply now? ))

(( Thats right... I think... ))

"Yes," she said, her voice stronger than before but tears continued to well up in her eyes, "I am not afraid of you..." She wanted to look for Zeke, but didn't dare drag her eyes away from Dom's.

Hadley's muscles stiffened in fear. She was scared. Dom terrorized her. "No..." she said lowly, trying to keep her voice from shaking and trying to sound as affirmative as she could, but it came out sounding small and fearful. Tears came to her eyes as she stared at him. She couldn't look at anything else.

Hadley froze. So much was happening around her, she didn't know how to react or what to think. So many people were dying. A girl she hadn't known. Oceana, the girl who spoke to her once and whose brother had tried to kill Zeke. Caritta, the girl who broke down, the one who cared enough about Hadley not to kill her, and the one who had killed the boy right in front of Hadley. Was it karma? Was it fate? What was her family thinking? What were any of their families thinking about? She had no idea.

(( I think so! ))

(( sounds good to me! ))

Hadley wanted to cry as Dom approached her and spoke such hateful words. Zeke stepped into save her, and she was glad he came. She stumbled back when he pushed her, he must have pushed her harder than he meant to. When the moved to the wall, Zeke had his knife up to Dom's throat. Hadley was heaving air, not knowing how to slow her breathing. She felt like she had just ran a marathon, even though she was doing nothing at all. She felt so much at once it was indescribable. Adrenaline from the fighting, fear from the attacks and weapons, fright from the way Zeke had snapped to become so violent, and in the midst of it all, she felt nostalgic about home. She wished and pleaded to God to send her home. She pushed that aside, she couldn't think about it. She needed to pay attention, focus. Dom could kill Zeke at any moment, but Zeke was exploding with anger. She was startled by his force in his demeanor.

Hadley stayed in the entrance of the room. Fear pulsed through her body like electricity. Weapons were being swung around the room. Her eyes flashed around, unable to find a focus point. There were patches of red blurs; blood. Not much, but enough to make her cringe. There was too much happening to think about anything but the live actions playing out in front of her. A swing from Oceana to Caritta. Arms outstretched to Zeke. Eyes on her from a tall tattooed figure. Dom. Fear.

Hadley stayed in the entrance of the room. Fear pulsed through her body like electricity. Weapons were being swung around the room. Her eyes flashed around, unable to find a focus point. There were patches of red blurs; blood. Not much, but enough to make her cringe. There was too much happening to think about anything but the live actions playing out in front of her. A swing from Oceana to Caritta. Arms outstretched to Zeke. Eyes on her from a tall tattooed figure. Dom. Fear.

Hadley stayed in the entrance of the room. Fear pulsed through her body like electricity. Weapons were being swung around the room. Her eyes flashed around, unable to find a focus point. There were patches of red blurs; blood. Not much, but enough to make her cringe. There was too much happening to think about anything but the live actions playing out in front of her. A swing from Oceana to Caritta. Arms outstretched to Zeke. Eyes on her from a tall tattooed figure. Dom.

Hadley followed, trudging through water after the girl, who's name she realized was Delia. Her fear was growing in her chest, like a black hole of paralyzing destruction. Approaching the house, Zeke knelt down in front of her. Shaking, she listened to what he had to say, wanting to remember every word. When he said that she would go home, she felt a sliver of weight off of her shoulders. Home. He said she would go home. The idea was glorious, until the realization of the consequences. Only one can go home. If Hadley goes home, Zeke had to die. Zeke did not deserve to die. He had too much to live for. Hadley didn't know how Aiden had died, but it wasn't to see Zeke do the same. If Zeke would protect her with his life, Hadley would do the same. She nodded, making a promise to herself she would be useful for something upon entering. Hadley jumped when Delia kicked down the door, and all hell broke loose.

Hadley panicked for a while until it was obvious the careers weren't coming; either by way of them not planning to or they didn't know where they were. She calmed for a split second before the mention of leaving the safe spot was mentioned. Why would they leave if they were safe? She wouldn't know. She looked to Ezekiel for confirmation to listen to everyone's ideas. With the two girls gone and making their way through the water, Hadley thought it was safe to speak. "Zeke I'm scared." She said a bit too child-like, but she didn't know. Her fear was consuming her.

Hadley felt safe with Zeke still holding her hand. She felt weak, but she didn't care. She listened to their plans, and was taken aback when one of the two girls talked about killing the other tributes. She knew Dom and Oceana, not very well, but she still knew them. She thought about how Dom wrestled with Zeke earlier in the day. It sent a chill down her spine. She didn't like the thought of anyone killing anyone else. But she had seen it. Caritta had killed a boy just moments ago. Hadley closed her eyes. She didn't want to look at any of them. She listened intently to their plan, and Hadley opened her eyes. She nodded to Zeke, wary of the knife he retrieved from his waistband. She stood in the middle of the group. Nervousness crept into her chest as she realized what was happening. This was it. They were going to fight for their lives here and now. The careers couldn't be far off.

Sitting with Zeke, Hadley didn't know how to feel. There sat her unflinching warrior dripping tears next to her. Squeezing her hand and her clutching back. She could feel him falling apart and trying to glue himself back together. Just a reminder that even the strongest fall. She sat, staring at the water dancing and frolicking around in its state. "I want to go home Ezekiel." She said it so plain, so bland. She spoke nothing but the truth. She had wanted to go home for a very long time. Twas only the first day of her fate and yet it had felt like an eternity. Her eyes unfocussed, but she could still hear the two girls conversing. She couldn't make out what words they were saying, and her curiosity didn't care to find out. Her mind was occupied by more important things. The end. How she would meet her fate. She didn't want to, but she did. It was all she could seem to think about.

(( I am amazed by the complexity and creativity of that plan. I say go for it! ))

(( Just to clarify and to make sure I have all the facts - Dom is going to try to kill Zeke and Hadley is going to jump in front and die, then Dom is going to kill Oceana? ))