Day 6
Harry left Henley before she woke up. They couldn’t stay together. Not when there were so few of them left.
Then, when he ran into Cho, he couldn’t kill her. Not when her eyes were that wide with fear. Not when, a few nights before, he had begged her to kill him and she wouldn’t, saying he could win the Games.
He held up his hands in peace.
“How about we team up for the day?”
Cho nodded so quickly, it was a miracle her head didn’t fall right off.
“Okay. Come on.” They spend the day together, hunting for the other two, but mostly they just enjoyed each others’ company.
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Henley didn’t mind at all that Harry left her alone. She hoped one of the other two would kill him. That, or that he would wander into her trap, which would kill him in an impersonal fashion.
She just checked up on her device, and was intent on not setting it off by accident that she didn’t realise the intruder.
Daniel swung his sword, but his sweaty hands caused it to fly out of his grip. The flat side did hit Henley in the back. It knocked her off balance and she fell sideways into a brook.
Daniel quickly knelt beside her and, with both hands gripping her hair, slammed her head into a rock. The scream she released tore through him. He shut his eyes, his hands repeated the motion. Push, pull, push, pull.
The slamming noise echoed in his ears, until he heard the resonating crack. He stopped moving and opened his eyes.
Henley’s skull was cracked open. Her lifeless body limply draped, half on top of the rock, half in the water. Her mouth was opened in a scream, her eyes wide even as her blood tinged the water red.
He put a hand over his mouth. He thought he was going to be sick. He turned away from the ghastly sight and stumbled away, barely thinking about picking the sword up again.
Great use that had done him.