Betrayal is rough [Ares vs Francesca]

[Cato]

ARES PINE

"Dialogue"
"Hearing"
Thoughts
Narration

I know already that without the calming presence of Argo that my old habits are coming back into focus. All I want to do is murder people. I want no, I need to see the life draining out of someone's eyes as my weapon strikes them over and over. Unfortunately for me, I actually enjoy this part of me. Being around someone who had been just like family didn't truly squash the demon within. What Argo did for me had to be the most peaceful that I've felt since before I began training for the games. I've noticed though that I'm slipping from the light. Who I was when I had been with Argo is now gone. My true self is making its way out. That cold-blooded killer that had been reaped is now back. A brief relapse, but the killer inside of me is raring to go. I can almost feel my weapon begging to taste blood. My appetite for violence is back.

I remember hearing the anthem last night. Two surprising deaths. The boy from four and the girl from eight. I never met the boy from four, but the vibe I got from him screamed dangerous. The girl who's arm I severed died. Fighting with one arm must have been too much. Do I regret severing her arm off? No in fact that was extremely entertaining to me. Her allies crippled Argo and killed Magenta. Somehow I escaped unharmed. What did those two do to piss them off? Must have been during the training center. Then there's Francesca. Our relationship is unstable right now. We fought briefly just a day or so ago. Now we're back to teaming up. Was it Argo's last wish that's keeping us together? That would be my guess. He didn't want us to fight so we stopped. The fight against the moles was over before it truly began. For now, I can trust Francesca to an extent, although she does look interesting wrapped in bandages. Why? I won't even bother asking her.

People live, and people died. I volunteered so I would be able to kill people. Killing is all I know, it's what I've been trained for. I'd love to slice through the throats of people with a large grin on my face as blood pours from their throats splattering onto the ground forming a lake staining the ground forever. It doesn't hurt as the life flies away from the souls trapped within this horrible pit travelling along beside me because it's enjoyable. I'll journey through the arena destroying the remaining tributes without any regret, sorrow, pain. Only one can walk out of this alive, and I'll make sure that one person is me. Nobody is deserving of the crown more than I am. I'll destroy the bonds tethering people against the earth, as their heads fly away from their bodies. No more pain, sorrow, regret. I will kill them all.

-Ares attacks Francesca-

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13187 -- Deep Gash on Back -- 8.5 damage

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Narration
Thoughts
Ignatius Dialouge
Other’s Dialouge
Francesca’s Dialouge

Day 7, a full week in this Arena of elemental hell, and she's still stuck with Ares. It's not just because she hated her guts she just wanted nothing to do with him anymore. She still hated him for taking Argo away from him one of the only people who actually knew the real Francesca, and actually liked her. He knew her deepest secrets, the addiction, and the imaginary brother that she sent away that she still regrets. Ares Pine took one of the only people that she was friends with away; and yet he still lives and he still breathes. She even healed him yesterday and she’s not even sure why. Maybe because her training told her that any ally was useful and that they helped you, until they didn’t. And Ares was on the verge of not being useful anymore. She wishes that she had a shoulder to lean on because she’s crumbling away; pieces of her are slowly falling with each and every step she takes. Ignatius first appeared when her father almost died, he was trampled by some runaway carriages led by spooked out horses one Ratmas. The doctors thought that he was a goner, he had lost so much blood, his skull was cracked in three different places, and his liver was ruptured. He was first at the hospital, only a fleeting glimpse as some people passes by her. He appeared again next to her father’s bed, she thought he was an angel coming to take him away, and she freaked out. The doctors gave her morphling to control her outburst as she punched anyone that separated her from her father.

But as they went home a week later, he had shown himself again this time sitting on her canopy bed. She was about to scream when he spoke, “I’m not death you know.” Those were the first words that he ever said to her. It was like he was reading Cheska’s mind, and in many ways he was, because he was her mind. He always knew what she was going through and always knew just what to say. He saved Francesca when she needed it most, even though she was the only one who could ever see him, and even though she is still convinced to this day that she’s still crazy. And she sent him away to Ripred knows where. How could she sent away her one of her only lifeline while the other were being torn tortuously torn away one by one. Magenta, then Argo it’s sad that she counted her friends with only two fingers. She is upset because she never got to know Hannah as well as the other two, and angered by the fact that people like Ares and Soap were still around. It pissed her off that Soap had left that note, pissed about that fact that Ares the only man who had saved him in the Games. She still can’t understand what was going on in that head of his, what brought him to it. Why would he betray them like that? She touched that space that where her left ear should be, the only major injury that she has ever had in these Games, caused by him, the man who still stands next to her, even though she wishes that she had ran away from him long ago.

Little Dude still follows her around, and he’s the only comforting thing that this Hell has provided her. His big eyes always in the look of shock are cute in a weird way that probably only she finds. It reminds her of Ignatius in a way, always there and always willing to listen. Was Ignatius still around? Even though she said nasty things to him and proclaimed that she never wanted to see him again. She doesn’t deserve Little Dude or Ignatius, or even Argo’s friendship for that matter. Yet he gave it to her openly and so readily Francesca loved him like a brother and he was taken away from her. He left a space in her life that can never can filled and she hoped that if she gets out of this alive that she can look Opal in the eye. She had let the entire Shore by letting Argo die and she feels guilty for it herself. She never wanted him to leave and she feels that if she had tried harder to convince him to stay it wouldn’t have happened. But now, fully wrapped in the bandages incasing herself, she can only move on forward; hoping that wherever Argonite Shore is, whether if he’s looking down on her, she’s making him proud.
She doesn’t even know what made Ares snap like that, it’s all part of the Games for alliances to separate at a certain point and their can only be one winner. But she honestly never paid any true attention to Ares Pine, he was just more of a safety person, strength in numbers. He seemed like a decent person but she really never cared to get to know him, he was just the guy Argo saved, and now the guy that betrayed Argo. That’s when she felt the blade lick her back and the flames eat away her protection. Now that I think about it, Bandages may not have been the best idea, she thinks as the anger she repressed boils out from inside of her. First Argo, now her? Was she to be just another betrayal on his list of kills?

“What the fucking hell is your problem?!” As she turns upon the boy. “We we’re the only ones that kept you alive in these games, Argo saved your sorry ass, and then you kill him in return? You are pathetic Ares you know that? Pathetic because you can’t control your emotions, you got butt hurt so you killed the man you actually cared about you. I see how it is Ares but also realize that you didn’t just kill that man, you killed one of my only true friends that I ever had.” Tears stream down her face as she tells all of this, no screaming, no uncontrollable rage, only pain and anguish flow through her words as she spews everything out.
“I can only count my true friends with three fingers, Magenta, Hannah and Argo. These three people were the only ones who saw the monster that lies within me, and they still wanted to be my friends. They saw exactly how crazy I truly am how I should belong in a fucking institution, yet they still cared and believed in me. And you took Argo away from me! Why would you do that Ares? You took my best friend away Ares, when he saved you. We should have killed you when we had the chance because none of this would’ve happened. Argo may have died in some other fashion but to be betrayed?! That’s the action of a coward Ares, tell me, are you a coward? The big Career from Two, a coward?

“It’s only a matter of time before we die Ares. For this is the Hunger Games and we all must pay tribute for what our past generations did because apparently killing us isn’t cause enough for another revolution. But while I’m still alive I can make sure that I live in honor of my three friends, and live a life that they would be proud of. But first it’s time to avenge the man who was the kindest sweetest, most lovable person that I have ever met.” And she swung her sword, and as it cut through the heat of the north, the true name came to her. Shorelight. Shorelight represents the family who lost perhaps one of the greatest person on earth the Light for the joy and happiness that surrounded the original XOXO during the training days and not only then, but the light and joy and pure happiness that surrounded Argo that was the most contagious thing on Earth. A feeling that she hopes to feel again, the warmth and weightlessness, and the feeling that everything would be alright for once.

It turns out she may never get her answer as the sword went cleanly into the boys neck.

“Death becomes you Ares Pine”



Attacks Ares with Shorelight [Naginata]
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13190 -- Stabbed in Neck -- X
(Pole Sword)

-Takes Katana
-Takes Purified Water Jug and drinks it
-Takes both Medical Bundles of Medicinal Plants
-Dumps Both Empty Water Jugs
-Argo's Token, Ever Blooming Leaf
-Uses First Aid for -3
-Uses last use of Needle and Thread for -5
-Uses 1 Bundle of Medicinal Plants for -2
-Uses 5 Feet of Bandages for -1
-Eats 1 Bundle of Edible Plants
-Drops Moss's Knifeglaive