To make things clear everything until POV 7/11 are flashbacks.
POVs 6 and 7:
I fired at a Peace Keeper and they fell. I got caught in a fight with another one and just barely hit him. We were being swarmed by Peace Keepers who nearly tripled the number of District 13 soldiers here. We were being shot left and right. We just needed to buy time for those trying to escape. A grenade was thrown at me and I ducked. The explosion left my right ear ringing. I stood back up and saw a boy walking around the chaos. James. I blinked my eyes, but he didn’t disappear.
It couldn’t have been him. I swear it wasn’t him. I wanted to believe he was alive, but I knew it wasn’t true. I felt someone grab me from behind and throw me over their head. I stood back up, but they pinned me to a wall. I ripped their helmet off and hit him with the butt of my gun. He fell to the ground and I turned to see James, but he vanished.
I turned a corner and ran into two people, both of whom screamed when they saw me. The girl punched me in the face and I fell. “Maddie! Why did you do that,” the person next to her asked. “I…I thought I was seeing things. It can’t be him Haymitch. He died a long time ago.” Haymitch and Maddie. Both names and faces I remembered, but couldn’t piece them to any memory. “That doesn’t give you the right to punch him,” Haymitch turned to me, “James is that you?” “James,” I asked. “Yeah, your name is James. Don’t you remember,” he asked. I shook my head. “Do you at least know who we are,” asked Maddie. I nodded my head. “I know your names and faces, but…not any memory.”
Haymitch turned his attention ahead. “Ok. We’ll talk after. Right now we just need to get out of here,” he said. Haymitch led us, trying to avoid these people in white armor. They were everywhere we went. Out of nowhere signs appeared all over. They read, “Wanted.” The faces below changed to people I knew but didn’t remember anything about. Just like the voices from down below. I recognized their voices, but couldn’t remember anything.
Haymitch led us down a street he thought was clear, but lights flashed on all around us. Haymitch made a sudden turn and we followed. Our light jog, turned into a run for our lives as the people in white armor began to follow us. We stopped in an alley to rest. “We don’t have much time. We should keep moving,” Maddie said. Haymitch took a flask from his pocket and took a sip. “They’re everywhere. We wouldn’t make it a few more blocks,” replied Haymitch. “That’s why we need to split up.”
Haymitch put the flask away, “And where would we go?” “I know a place we could lay low. It’s an old clothing store, about ten blocks south. We’d have to split up. It would give us better odds at making it,” Maddie said. “That could work,” I said. They turned to me. “Could you make it,” Haymitch asked. I nodded my head. “Ok. Take James with you, Maddie. I’ll wait sometime before following you two.” Maddie nodded, “Ok. Don’t take long though,” she turned to me, “Let's go.”
I followed Maddie down the snowy streets. We were made most of the journey by the time we were caught. The lights flashed so brightly that I covered my face and fell to the ground. I felt the tears beginning to swell up. I wanted to go back into the light, but I couldn’t no matter how hard I tried I couldn’t. “James. Get up,” yelled Maddie. “Stay where you are,” yelled a voice. I felt Maddie lift me up, “Come on James. Stay with me.” The voice yelled for Maddie to stop, but she didn’t. “I’m sorry James,” she said. The last thing I heard before I was pushed over a ledge and landed into the water.