Everything Hurts [Mattz]

[sbeeg]

OOC: I'll edit or something once they decided if we get any items of Nachele

Daniel Decatur

Coughing, Daniel collapsed on the jungle floor. He stayed there, lying on his back, looking up through the trees at the sky. His breathing was dangerously slow now and his eyes had trouble staying open.
He could taste death now, it was so close. Daniel's non broken hand pulled off his backpack and reached in it for the herbs they had collected earlier. In his haze Daniel wondered how to use the herbs, his brain wasn't functioning to its full potential and couldn't remember what the instructor said. He'd wait for Carex.
In the mean time Daniel slipped his arms into his orange vest, his tank top had been cut almost to shreds and he'd probably end up using it as a bandage.
He tried to catalog his injuries but there were to many. Scratches on his forehead, broken bones, it was all to much.
The jungle floor was pretty soft and it cushioned Daniel's aching body.
It occurred to him that he could die right now. However he wasn't actually scared. After watching another human being die at his own hands, he's come to terms with dying. It's a natural process for living organisms. Finally the numbers work out for something. However what doesn't make sense is the fact that he is alive.
At that moment Daniel felt almost confident. Through that fight- he had lived. He still had his life in his grasp.
The odds are completely in his favor.

[Matt]

I traverse through the forest, following wreckage left by Daniel. I hope he's fine, not curled up into a lifeless ball somewhere out here in this dark place. The farther I go, the less thick the blood, which could either mean he somewhat patched himself up or lost a horrendous amount of blood. Either way, I quicken my pace to a sprint, maneuvering through the densely wooded forest. Finally, I come to Daniel, whom is laying down on the mossy jungle floor. Only one word comes to mind when I see him; blood.

I kneel down next to him, checking his pulse. Slow, but still there. "Are you okay?" I ask him, my voice soft. "Aw, what am I thinking, of course you're not okay! Oh, god." I mutter, mostly to myself. I set down Nachele's things, spreading them out so we can split them evenly. I see a hunting knife, and take it. It may do more damage than my crowbar, and there's only 1 way to find out. "Hope you don't mind" I say, regarding the hunting knife I took. "You're turn" Suddenly, it occurs to me I'll have to look out for Daniel for a while. And oddly, I'm fine with playing doctor for a while. I've known him for a day, and yet I feel an odd connection to this boy. We'll just have to see how this plays out.

[sbeeg]

Daniel Decatur

Daniel didn't say anything, rather he couldn't. He couldn't even lift his limbs anymore, they were too heavy with pain.
How the hell did he even get into the jungle in this state?
Daniel blinked slowly and tried to focus on Carex but his vision was out of his control. Daniel coughed and tried to gesture to the herbs sitting on his chest but only managed to get out some strangled grunts and twitch his arms.
Daniel couldn't do anything for himself at the moment, however he wasn't worried Carex would turn on him. Carex stood by him when Cherry tempted him, and then ran after him through the jungle. Carex is a friend, no doubt about it.
Daniel couldn't and really didn't feel like trying to move so he stayed in his current position, only shifting his eyes to watch Carex.

[Matt]

I look at Daniel, pity in my eyes. Looking at him in his weakened state is nearly too much for me. His eyes are fixed into mine, and we stare in silence. He starts trying to move his arms, but I gently pin them to the ground. "Don't move...just lay down and relax" He does so, and continues to look into my eyes. The feeling inside me grows stronger. "I..You..uh..it's your turn..." Why am I stuttering? What's going on? Why can't I finish the sentence? These questions burn into my mind, which can't find an answer.

So, I continue looking into his eyes. And then, by impulse, I lean down and press my lips against his. Like Nachele, except more feeling. Speaking of feeling, I now know what has flooded my heart; love. I continue to kiss Daniel, passionately, before I realize what's happening. I pull back quickly, sliding back to lean against a tree. "Oh, what have I done? Oh, I'm so sorry dude. I'm sorry." I keep telling myself there is nothing in my heart, but I know I can't fight it. Love is love.

[sbeeg]

Daniel Decatur

Did that just really happen? Daniel thought. He couldn't say anything or do anything, not because of pain anymore but because Daniel was numb all over.
Carex was stuttering again and Daniel kept hearing the word "dude" in his gibberish.
The tribute remained still trying to decide how he felt about the situation. The taste of Carex's lips on his still lingered there and it echoed through his brain like crazy.
It was the first time he had been kissed, by anyone.
It wasn't bad, though Daniel had nothing to compare it to. It just seemed liked their lips fit together so well and...
Daniel surely trusted Carex, the boy saved his life back there! However, were they romantically involved? During the Hunger Games of all times?
If he did give in to this, he'd have to face the possibility of seeing Carex's face in the sky.
There was no doubt the cameras were on them now, alone in the forest together right after such an intense moment. People in the Capitol were probably going crazy to see his reaction.
Daniel had to take in account all the factors. Carex had just kissed Nachele too, not even 10 minutes ago.
Daniel pushed down his emotions and forced a word out.
"Water?" He mumbled. He dropped the subject, there were too many things to think about right now. He'd fully think out his feelings later when Carex wasn't staring at him.
It was probably just a spur of the moment kind of thing, no feelings behind it just something to get the cameras on Carex.

But, it felt like more.

[sunnyian]

Cherry Grace

From my tree I saw an amazing view of the other islands, but not just the islands. I also saw Carex lying over Daniel treating his wounds around twenty feet away from my tree. It seems that they are completely unaware that I am watching them. Nachele's dying wish was for me to kill Daniel, so what better time to do so than now? Carefully I climb down the tree not making any noise. They won't have any time to respond to my attack, giving me enough time to kill Daniel. Don't worry Nachele, your wish is my command. I am prepared to kill, this is the Hunger Games, so they should now they are never safe. Gripping my cleaver, I hide behind a tree and get ready to charge. "Did you think this was over? Ready or not here I come!" Running forward I charge at Daniel.

-attacks Daniel-

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[Matt]

I smiled at Daniel, though still upset for him in his condition. He was just, amazing. I was still a little bit weirded out, and I'm sure he is too, but it felt so right. I may be bisexual, even gay, and Daniel changed me. I've only known him for what, 2 days, and yet I feel as though we were meant to be.

The mention of water makes my throat drier than I had in the beginning. "I'm sorry, Daniel. No wat-" I am interrupted by Cherry, who came down from a tree and stormed Daniel. The moment after her knife collides with Daniel's body, a cannon is heard. No, it's not him. Another tribute out there somewhere died at the same time Cherry stabbed Daniel. But I can see Daniel's eyes, fixed on me, and I know he is gone.

"You...you killed him." I am in total shock, my chin begins to quiver and tears well up in my eyes. "You...you bitch!" I scream, almost in a demonic way. My hand instinctively grabs my crowbar, but then I spy something of Nachele's.

"Remember this?" I ask her, Nachele's knife resting in my shaky hand. Without waiting for an answer, I swing the new weapon in Cherry's direction.

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[sunnyian]

Cherry Grace

Did he really just call me a bitch? How low of him, that was really low.
My plan was to kill Daniel and then run off, but it seems like Carex wants a fight. If he wants me to kill him, than that up to him, but he really is scaring me. "Remember this?" He is holding Nachele's knife, that doesn't belong to him, it belongs to Nachele. Killing took more gut than I expected, never in my life did I imagine I would be the one killing people in the arena. Hopefully, Daniels parents will forgive me once I go on the victory tour. Before I do that I have to take care of this beast. "Are you ready to die? First it was Daniels turn, and now its yours." I know I will be the one doing the killing, not this boy killing me. I don't even know this boys name, yet the thing I want most is him dead. Charging forward I attack him with my knife.

-attacks Carexl-

Knife: [dice=131+3803000][rand=7822656985372305322443358600139692022233828902243634280748665333]

[sbeeg]

Daniel Decatur

Daniel knew there wasn’t any water so instead of actually taking in Carex’s words, he studied his face. Daniel examined the angles of his ally’s nose and the color of his eyes. Oh his eyes, they were brilliant. A deep ocean blue. Daniel almost drowned in their depth.
It was some how perfect like this. On the cushion of the jungle floor, Daniel listened to the steady voice of his friend and gazed at the colors of Carex’s eyes that seemed impossible for a human to have. However this heaven was interrupted. Carex’s voice cut short leaving Daniel groundless. His ally was staring at something across him. Daniel slowly turned his head just in time to see it.
The knife dragged its blade into his skin without mercy. Daniel couldn’t even make a sound. It happened all so fast yet so slowly. Like the world was dipped in molasses but set on fast forward. Daniel turned to Carex to see if he would defend him but the boy was already to his feet. Daniel expected him to attack the girl holding the blade in place in Daniel’s arm but instead Carex ran threw the brush, further into the jungle.
Daniel turned his terrified gaze at the girl now. Blonde hair fell into his face which was smeared with blood. Her eyes met his and Daniel’s face went paper white pale. This girl crouching beside him- she.. it wasn’t real!
She removed the knife from his skin and he pulled back, jumping to his feet and holding his arm to his chest.
“You’re not real… you’re not here. You’re dead!” Daniel yelled at Nachele, who only stared back at him with an unseeing stare that sent a shiver running up his spine. After a pause where Daniel tried to regain his breath, he took a step forward. His foot caught an item and he fell to the ground. The ground beneath him now was defiantly not the jungle floor. The tribute sat up and fell back onto his rear, it was a body.
Panicked and shaken, Daniel carefully crawled over to the body. It wasn’t just a body. It was his body.
“No… No No No NO!” Daniel put his ear to the boy’s chest, however it was only met with silence. He was… dead?
Daniel pivoted over, aiming his face at some strange plant with pointed leaves, and threw up onto the greenery of the Arena.
After his stomach threw out everything that it contained Daniel turned to Nachele who still stood where she had been five minutes ago. After a moment Daniel spoke.
“I’m sorry,” His throat was horse and the words came out half cough half gag but they came out. “I’m sorry.”
When Nachele didn’t make a reaction Daniel stood and walked around his lifeless body to her.
“I’m sorry Nachele. I just... I just want to live again,” Daniel didn’t know why he was asking this of a dead girl who wouldn’t even move but he had just seen his own cold body so it seemed to fit. “I’m sorry Nachele, do you hear me? I’m sorry, now let me go back!”
Daniel spilled onto his knees, his eyes were glistening with tears he didn’t have control over. He clasped his hands in front of him and basically cried at Nachele’s feet.
“Let me live! I… I don’t want to die. I don’t want to…” Daniel’s words trailed off as his voice became choked off by tears and his body shook with sobs.
Nachele finally moved her head so that she could look down on the pathetic state Daniel was in. He looked up at her, hope drowned out by sorrow as she shook her head.
That was it. Daniel was dead. His numbers couldn’t help anymore. His numbers never really had control over anything, except Daniel. His numbers pulled his name out of the ball. His numbers made him abandon Alba at the BloodBath. His numbers made him kill a tribute, the tribute before him now that was delivering his punishment.
His numbers killed him.
Gradually, Daniel got to his feet. He was dead now. Nothing would change that. Nachele started walking off in the opposite direction Carex had run and Daniel followed along like a chariot on the opening ceremonies. She stopped, and pulled back a curtain of leaves reveling a light so bright and clean that Daniel had to shield his eyes. He looked to her and Nachele nodded for him to go through.
Taking a large breath, Daniel faced the opening. This is it. This is what my entire life has built up to.
Daniel Decatur of District 10 stepped out of the Arena and into the light, leaving the his blood stained numbers behind him.

End of Daniel Decatur