Can't hide forever[Cato]

[Sage]

Allyssa Tornhell
district 2 | seventeen | female | Melissa Clarke

[presto]

The moon is bright tonight. I look at it from where I perch upon the rooftop of district two. I have a job to do but something is distracting my mind. It's been about a week now since Mason and I got together and so far, I've managed to keep it secret from my possessive ass-hole of a Boy-friend Nick. I frown, realizing I won't be able to keep it from him for much longer. Perhaps, when he finds out, I can watch Mason and Nick fight it out but I know that Mason will probably win, he's physically stronger and smarter than Nick. I let the smile creep back over my childish face and stand, preparing myself to run along the rooftops, a method of transport I've discovered to be quite convenient over the years. My heart quickens slightly in anticipation as I begin to run lightly over the roof towards the edge and I propel myself over the gap, landing safely on the next roof. A slight thrill runs through my body as I feel the wind rush past me, pulling my bun out and allowing my night black hair to fan out behind me. There is nothing quite like this feeling, this feeling of being so alive and free but I am not free, I will never be free as long as I am under my uncles orders. The number of times I have contemplated leaving, something always draws me back to that monster, I don't know why I am so compelled to stay but I am.

Since I met Mason a few months ago, I've noticed a change within myself. No longer am I so heartless or cold (Mind you, I still have no issues slitting someone's throat) nor am I uncaring. The walls I had built up over the years, he's somehow managed to bring some of them crumbling down around me but I like this feeling, this cared for, loving feeling that fills my chest every time I'm with him. We haven't gone all the way yet, I know that that's coming soon but for now, I'm content to just be with him. I can imagine the look on Nicks face when he finds out I'm with Mason, I imagine him being really pissed but not doing anything until later, although, the idea of what he could do to me sends chills up my spine. I push the thoughts of Mason out of my head and focus on what I have to do. I've been sent to kill someone by the name of Flare Fern, apparently, he owes my uncle a lot of money. He won't be expecting me to be a girl. I leap down from the roof, landing lightly on the balls of my feet and pull out Caido. The house I stand before is a run down building that is in desperate need of maintenance. A few of the windows are broken and boarded up while the door is all but missing. I silently slip through the door and enter the building, keeping my eyes open for movement.

Out of the corner of my eye, I spot the man I'm looking for crouched by a meager fire and trying to keep warm. Pity stabs my heart but I push it down, I cannot afford to feel pity for this man. Being as silent as I possibly can, I approach him, at least until I step on a piece of broken glass and it breaks beneath my boot. I curse and the man jumps, rising from his crouched position. He turns to look at me and I smile coldly. "Wh-who are y-you?" he stutters. I grin. "Death" I hiss before leaping at him. It is over in a moment, my dagger sliding across his throat before he falls limp to the floor. I hoist him up so that I'm half carrying half dragging him out to the back of the building. Ripred, what the hell does he eat? I wonder, dumping him unceremoniously on the ground. He falls and I look down at myself, realizing I'm a mess. I have blood on my shirt and skirt plus my hands are red and Caido is red too. I climb up onto the roof swiftly run towards my place on the outskirts of the district. Just as I am jumping down, I come face to face with the last person I expected to see at this time of day. "Mason?"


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This past week has been full of happiness for me. I've been taking things slow with Ally. We haven't done too much, but that's what I like so far. We are enjoying the time we have together instead of rushing things. That Nick fellow hasn't found out about us yet which is surprising knowing him. I almost want to tell him myself just to watch his reaction. Its not like Nick can take me on in a fight. How I wish he knew already. I've been itching for a fight with that piece of crap. I should just stop hiding my relationship with Ally and just tell Nick already. It sickens me to hide around like nothing. Maybe she is ashamed of us or something.

The thought hurts me. Only training will be able to calm my mind. With that, I get up and head for the training center. I must be insane for wanting to train at this time of night. The center could be locked, but maybe not. I don't know where Ally is at this time of night. I wouldn't be surprised if she's off doing something for that gang of hers. What would be shocking is if she's sleeping. She likes the action from what I can tell. "Mason?" Hearing her voice actually scares me. I figured she was out and about at night, but meeting her like this kind of scares me a bit. One look at her tells me that she is covered in blood. With each of my steps toward her being slow, I finally reach her only to wipe some of the blood off of her face.

"You got some blood on your face. Let me get that for you." Once I get most of the blood off of her face, I bring my lips to hers. It never gets old kissing her. I love the feeling that builds within when I do kiss her. "Oh yeah, I was heading to the training center to well train." I add that as an afterthought. Now that I've run into her, she might invite me over to her home or something. Just the feeling of being alone with her relaxes me. I already know what her answer would be if I wanted to go to her home. We definitely would have a good night if that happens.

[Sage]

ALLYSSA TORNHELL
"I CAN'T FIGHT THIS FEELING "

He approaches me slowly, almost as if he's afraid of me. I don't want him to be afraid of me, I may have wanted to when we first met, but now, I don't want him to be afraid of me. I'm not going to slit his throat. "You got some blood on your face. Let me get that for you." He says, wiping some of the blood off my face before kissing me. I feel the flames between us but he pulls away from me. "Oh yeah, I was heading to the training center to well train." Why would he be going this late at night, the training center was closed? I look up at him, he towers over me but I don't mind, it's kind of nice sometimes, to feel protected by someone else instead of always having to protect myself. Growing up in the Tornhell home wasn't exactly easy, although being my Uncles favorite assassin definitely made my life easier, it was by no means a safe life.

I smile up at him before realizing I am still covered in my last victims blood. "Well, I need to change and get this blood off me." I say, turning on my heal. I unlock the door to my place and instantly head to the shower tossing a "You're welcome to join me" over my shoulder. I strip off my blood-stained clothes and hop into the shower, letting the blood covering my arms and face wash away down the drain. I also wash the stuff out of my hair, when you deal with death your entire life, staring it in the face becomes easier.

Once the water turns from pink to clear, I shut off the water and wrap a towel around myself before heading into my room. I check the clock on my nightstand and gawk at the time. It's like 2:30 in the morning. Deciding that I don't really want to go and train at this time of night, I throw on an oversized t-shirt and shorts before padding back into the common room. "Mason, it's two-thirty in the morning. What the hell are you doing going to training at two-thirty in the morning?" I ask, my eyes giving him the Really? look and I cross my arms over my chest. "Why don't you stay here and we can talk?" In truth, I'm kind of tired, not enough to fall asleep but enough that I don't want to train. My wet hair hangs limply in my face and I reach up to pull it back. It is out, hanging down to my waist and I wonder what I look like to him, no doubt he thinks I look beautiful but am I really beautiful, is this heart that I have in my chest beautiful, the heart that will so mercilessly kill someone? I don't think my heart is beautiful but who really cares? My feet carry me towards him and I wrap my arms around him, reaching up on my tiptoes to reach his mouth. I kiss him, allowing myself to linger there for a few moments before pulling away.

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"Well, I need to change and get this blood off me." Ally speaks to me before unlocking the door to her house. How I even got here is beyond me. Maybe my subconscious mind felt drawn to this place. Ally heads into her home all the while inviting me in to join her. Without a moments hesitation, I jog with perhaps too much enthusiasm into her home. She heads to take a shower and for one moment I contemplate joining her. We haven't gone too far in our relationship, yet I decide against joining her. I collapse on the bed with exhaustion creeping up. Insanity must of been driving my legs earlier when I expressed desire to train at a time like this. It has to be past midnight at the earliest. Training is in my blood though that I cant help at all.

"Mason, it's two-thirty in the morning. What the hell are you doing going to training at two-thirty in the morning?" Its like she read my mind or something. "I really don't know. Maybe I just wanted to come see my girl." I place as much sweetness as I can in my words. Being here is my true reason which I'm sure she knows as well. For months we have known each other like we would a weapon. The question was merely a formality. "Why don't you stay here and we can talk?" My stomach practically flips upside down before landing right side up. Being invited to stay makes me extremely happy. My hands tremble slightly. Staying here could lead to many things. I even want something to happy between me and Ally tonight. I lift my arms in triumph.

"Yes!" The words betray me. I didn't want to sound that excited about staying the night, but obviously my brain has something else in mind. "What I mean was of course I will stay the night." I doubt Ally will let me forget my outburst of excitement. She will want to tease me about it for sure. My vision goes momentarily blurry when I realize that sleep could overcome me at any moment. With some effort, I push that feeling deep down within me. I want some alone time with Ally before unconsciousness hits me.

[Sage]

I'M A TROUBLE MAKER

ALLYSSA ▲ TORNHELL I smile as I come out of the bathroom to see him flopped out on the bed. "I really don't know. Maybe I just wanted to come see my girl." He says with a sweetness I haven't really ever heard before from anyone. I feel a blush color my cheeks, padding over to him quickly. I leave my hair out, letting the dark sheet of hair hang in my face. I don't exactly feel beautiful but perhaps he does. I don't know. Is this what it feels like to be in love? When I ask if he wants to stay the night, he answers quite eagerly with a yes before seeming to feel embarrassed. I giggle, crawling in beside him and curling up next to him. "What I mean was of course I will stay the night." he says, trying to cover himself up but I won't let it slide that easily. I smile innocently at him before pushing myself up onto my elbows and looking down at him. "A little eager are we?" I tease, leaning down to kiss him. I only tease though, I don't intend on letting him get away from the question. If he's eager for me, he'll have to have patience. "don't fall asleep on me now." I giggle, walking my fingers over his chest, my childlike voice making me sound younger than I actually am. Dear ripred I hate my voice, it's so childish. I'm seventeen, not freaking ten. I look up at him, my cheeks warming as I smile playfully. "So, the reapings are coming up. You gonna volunteer?" I ask, my voice soft. How is it that Mason Hammerfell, of all people, has managed to bring out this part of me? This girly girl part of me? Why am I giggling like an idiot? I sigh, resting my head on his chest. I can hear his heartbeat, healthy and strong, like him. It feels like nothing could go wrong now. God, I'm turning so soft but maybe that's not such a bad thing. It's about time I let myself feel happy. Wait a minute, do I love Mason or am I just searching for a distraction from my suckish home life? I can't answer this question because I honestly don't a hundred percent sure about the answer to that question. I push myself up onto my elbows again and look at him, smiling. He looks tired and to tell the truth, I am too. Normally, I don't need much sleep but I do need a few hours and I didn't get much last night, maybe an hour. Normally, I need about three or four hours. "Aren't you going to ask me why I was up at two-thirty in the morning?" I ask, kissing him. ▲ T E M P L A T E B Y C H E L S E Y ▲