I run through the streets of Brooklyn, heading for the Insitute. I remember the way easily, and I’m thankful for that. As I turn a corner I see the Insitute in sight. I speed up, and run straight into somebody.
“Oh my gosh! I’m so sorry!” I exclaim
“That’s okay.” The woman says.
“Well, I’m such a klutz.” I apologise and the woman laughs.
And I know that laugh. That tinkly laugh that sounds like bells. That laugh that belongs to…
“Camille Belcourt.” I gasp, jumping back.
She pulls out a long, dark blade and I scream.
“HELP! JACE! TOBIAS! ANYONE!” I yell, my voice high and scared
Then Camille moves, with the swiftness of a bird and I feel the sword enter my stomach. I choke and drop to my knees before falling forwards onto the hard sidewalk. The cement grazes my cheek and I cough, blood trickling from my mouth onto the ground. As my vision fades to black I hear Camille’s laugh once more, as her heels click on the ground. As she walks away.
Leaving me to die.
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The Mortal Games
FanfictionA crossover between divergent and the hunger games, in the point of view of miss Tris Prior. The third (and last) book in the series. Based on The Hunger Games trilogy by Suzanne Collins, the Divergent trilogy by Veronica Roth and The Mortal Instrum...
