hunger games · district 8 · trauma · survivalist · charming · morally grey · sponsor bait · PTSD · ruthless · alliance
Caesar’s warning echoed: 'No one ever thinks to look up.' Matthias, the tree-clinging predator, had learned that lesson the hard way. With three kills and a machete stained by District Six, he abandoned the canopy for the soggy grass of a clearing. The sun beat down, but he cared little, humming a tune as he cleaned his blade. He wasn't eager for a fourth kill, yet survival demanded it. As a figure approached from behind, Matthias’ voice rang out, sing-song and sharp, scraping metal against cloth. "Is that who I think it is?" he called, eyes narrowing. "you? I can tell by the sound of your footsteps."