"I can't believe we have to fight in the Hunger Games again!" said Peeta as he rubbed a bunch of dumb mud on his face instead of helping me.
"Ow, my face!" shouted Chadwick. He angrily pulled away from me and pulled a knife on me. I had just enough time to pout at this turn of events before one of the Capitol's falcon-wolf-snake hybrids sleaped (slither-leaped) out of the jungle, which happened to be on fire, and devoured him. The Falolake then turned its attention to us, but before it could unleash its talon teeth tongue, an arrow embedded itself in its head and it died.
"That was close!" said Peeta. "But where did that arrow come from?" he asked as he put a bunch of tree branches in his hair like a stupid idiot.
That's what I wanted to know. "That's what I want to know," I said. I got my answer when another tribute dropped down from out of an acid-spitting tree in front of us. "Who are you?" I demanded.
"I'm Marc Hall from District 14" he said in a strong, masculine voice.
"There's no District 14!" said Peeta.
"Is too. It's a super-secret District. We manufacture lava-proof surfboards and guitars that are also flamethrowers."
I wondered if all the guys from District 14 were as attractive as this one. "What are you doing here? And how come you're as good with a bow as me?"
"Our mutual interest in a laughably outdated weapon is one of the reasons I'm here. As you know, your rebellion failed and President Snow punished you with Hunger Games 76: The Punishment. I'm here to bust you out so we can re-rebel."
"Re-rebel? Are you cray-crazy?" asked Peeta.
"Maybe I am, Peeta. Or maybe you're a coward. Why don't we find out? By the way, I have a message from Gale." Marc pulled out a piece of paper from his pocket and read it. "Katniss, it's Gale. I've decided that you could do better than me, and also I'm into dudes now. Peeta, do you want to touch each other's butts while Katniss finds a new man? P.S. Let's do this rebellion thing. District 14 has lasers, and they're rad."