Avenging Bloody Cowboy

So They Die. They lose, they're not the Victor, they're forgotten. Right? Wrong. She's dead but she's waiting. Pleading I take her revenge. And I will. No matter what the cost, what pain, and how many tears are bled. The Fosters will become their own Legacy. Bay Foster Tribute of the 106th Alive & Avenging (feel free to detest my song choices. i'm still working on it)

[zaliafoster]

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[zaliafoster]

She ignored everything he said and waited for him to make the first move, and when he did, she would be ready. Zalia knew what was coming this time when he growled. Just as he approached her, she quick dodged him, now having the leverage. She lifted her leg and kicked him in the ass and watched him fall. Rather than tackle him, she chose the silent approach. Looming above him she held her shield ready to attack.

[bayfoster]

The moment his ass what kicked and Bay landed flat on the ground, his pride and dignity said goodbye. Bay closed his eyes and opened them to see a deadly Zalia looking him down behind a shield. "You don't kick a man in the ass, Zalia." Using his shield to cover his shame and face, Bay didn't look out from behind it as he spoke. "You win." A few seconds after, Bay stuck out his hand and pulled Zalia's leg as well in an attempt to have her crash on the ground as well.

[zaliafoster]

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[zaliafoster]

Before she could tell what Bay was doing, she felt the air against her face. One thing that Zalia had learned was how to save herself in a fall if her feet were at least still on the ground. Adrenaline pumping through her veins, she pushed her feet up and kicked herself over in a flip. (Yeah. She just did a flip you better watch the fuck out Bay DUN DUN DUNNNN.) Regaining her balance, she turned to Bay from over her shoulder and smirked at him with a look of vengeance in her eyes.

[bayfoster]

"What the hell?" Bay watched as Zalia flipped in the air and landed on her feet, her eyes now deadly as she stared at him, a smirk he knew all too well on her lips. "Where'd you learn that? How come I wasn't taught that?" Bay went all pout-y in seconds but quickly managed to return to his proper fighting attitude. Growling, he ran towards Zalia shield first, ready to ram her over and knock her down.

[zaliafoster]

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[zaliafoster]

Truthfully, Zalia expected Bay to beg for mercy just then, so when he shoved her off again she stumbled back and crashed into a rack of some other sort of weapon. She was almost convinced to grab one and bash his head in, but they had called for a fair fight. Bay was no longer her brother, just another opponent that she needed to beat. Not kill, beat. Her enemies were always stripped bare of all emotional attachments until they were no longer anything she would feel mental pain from the loss of them. Zalia hissed and charged forward at Bay, who had finally gotten to his feet. Their shield smashed, but she still pushed against him with all of her strength. Unfortunately, his strength had surprised her so she felt her feet begin to glide along the floor. Clenching her jaw, Zalia twisted her feet so that her shoes grabbed more traction against the hard wood flooring.

[bayfoster]

On his feet, Bay expected Zalia to do just as she did. Their shields clashed against each other and just like that it all became a matter of strength. With a grin he couldn't hide under clenched muscles of his jaw, he pushed against her force that was stronger than expected, but felt as he managed to give a step forward. Coming to a stop, he decided to simply move away, to the side. All force she was placing against him was suddenly placed against nothing but air. With a smirk, he watched the consequence. 

[zaliafoster]

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[zaliafoster]

It didn’t take a lot to completely piss Zalia off, and when her little brother spoke to her in a demeaning manor, she didn’t hesitate to kick him in the gut, and watch him fall. Quickly, she jumped on top of him and held she shield against his chest. Zalia shoved the sharp edge up against his windpipe and smirked at the small trickle of blood. It was no where near enough to kill him, but enough to scare him in the least.

[bayfoster]

The moment her foot connected with his abdomen, all air was knocked right out of him. He fell backwards, an elbow catching most of his fall and stinging almost immediately. Before he could push himself upward, she was on his chest, no, her shield was. It was blocking his air passageways but he  was not as frightened as he'd thought it reasonable to be. Mainly because he believed Zalia would never hurt him to a degree he couldn't handle. Not physically anyway. He still felt the small, thick trickle of blood that slowly traced his skin. He smiled through the pain as he struggled to breathe. Finding a space for his arm between she and his chest, he pushed her off with great force, with the clear purpose of sending her falling anywhere that wasn't on him. 

[zaliafoster]

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[zaliafoster]

Zalia was intrigued. She raised an eyebrow and took a moment to assess the challenge. She knew she could beat him. Growing up with him allowed her to analyze the weakness’s he never knew he had. A small smirk crept up on her lips as she turned her shoulder and almost sprinted back into the training center. She glanced at Asher and hoped that he would watch what was about to happen. Zalia turned, and hoped that Bay was following her, but she didn’t really look carefully or notice if he was. Grabbing her shield, she quick sharpened the fine edge and stood in a stance as she waited for her younger brother.

[bayfoster]

The smirk on her lips was enough to tell him challenge was accepted and that her confidence touched the roof. Following behind her with quick paced steps, Bay took another shield and smiled proudly as he took a sword and dropped it on top of the table. "Learned how to use those too, but for your sake, I'll stick to just the shield for now." He grinned, and took in her stand while his own defensive position took place. "You going to make the first move, sis? Or will you stick to your wannabe cute defensive pose?"

[zaliafoster]

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[zaliafoster]

Nodding sarcastically, Zalia rolled her eyes. Straightening her stance so that she stood taller, she frowned. Wow, he was taller than her. And his voice had gotten a lot deeper. She didn’t notice… But he was no where near stronger than her, that was the truth. “Oh please your hair isn’t that fantastic, Buddy. And if you think for a second that you are stronger than I am, you’ve got another thing coming…” Zalia narrowed her eyes at him and balled her fists at her sides.

[bayfoster]

Bay threw his head back and let out loud laughter, ending it with a huge grin. "Do I?" He crossed his arms before him and smirked. "Prove it." His eyes darted briefly to the training center and returned to Zalia with excitement clearly hinted. "Shieldoff," That's not even a word, "Now, right now. I'll even let you use 'your' shield, cause you'll need the help."

[zaliafoster]

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[zaliafoster]

Closing her eyes, she pulled her arm away from his shoulder. “No, you didn’t.” She sighed and opened her eyes, staring into his familiar eyes. It was true, they seemed different as if time had changed. Bay looked more weathered as if he survived the toughest emotional journey of his life. His eyes looked sad. “Please tell me you’re here because of some strange Capitol torture form. Please don’t tell me what you’re saying in the truth.” As much as Zalia acted like she hated her brother, she could never truly despise him. Bay was adorable, and a sweetheart, but sometimes an absolute idiot. If he really was from the future in some odd way, she still didn’t want the worst for him. Zalia sighed again, and out of some odd capricious attitude, she kissed his forehead and ruffled his hair.

[bayfoster]

Bay sighed heavily and remained silent. He did not answer Zalia because he could not give the reply he was asked for. He stood oddly straight but returned to his normal human ways when she ruffled his hair. A kiss on his forehead he could handle, but his hair. "Zalia, stop, stop." He put his hand on his head and once her hands were off and away he smoothed it down then slid a hand through it to give it his sexy side swept look. "I'm not a little boy anymore. I'm obviously taller than you now, and stronger too but that's always been a fact, and my voice is awesome don't you like it? Why haven't you said anything about it? Anyway. Quit treating me like one." 

[zaliafoster]

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[zaliafoster]

Shoving Bay against the wall, She placed her forearm against his neck and pinned his shoulder against the wall. “Shut up,” Zalia hissed. She glanced over her shoulder at Asher, who had disappeared into the training center with his signature half smirk. Releasing Bay, she glared at him with stern resentment. “Now, what the hell are you talking about Bay? You’re not making any sense.” She analyzed everything that he had said so far, and frowned. “Why are you here?” Why was he here? The last she had seen of him, he was silent to her goodbye. Probably because she was proud to leave. She sighed and leaned down to be more his level. She was still slightly taller than him. “Bay,” she said in a sweeter tone. Zalia was being sincere. “What are you doing here?”

[bayfoster]

Having the desired reaction from Zalia, Bay smiled proudly, even behind his odd pinning. Looking relieved after being let go, Bay ignored her glare and looked behind it. He was very happy to see his sister, but could not very well understand what was going on, let alone explain it to her. "It's a rough year Zalia, I grew up, toughened up, just like you always said I needed to. I don't get why you're here, but I volunteered for the Hunger Games." Bay pulled his eyebrows together and exhaled sharply. "I have proof, the reaping recordings are in my flat. I'ma win this for us, ain't no one gonna stop me."

[zaliafoster]

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[zaliafoster]

Zalia dropped the shield. She placed her hands on her hips and began to laugh again as Bay slapped himself across the face. “Bay, what the hell are you—” She had looked up, and he was completely gone. Narrowing her eyes, she heard a slash of water at the survival station just behind her. Slowly, Zalia turned to see what the noise was, and was welcomed with the splash of water and a canteen to the face. Her upper half was completely soaked. Rubbing the water from her eyes brashly, she was seething. When she saw Bay standing innocently at the survival station she growled. “Bay…” Without reprehension, Zalia stomped over to Bay and grabbed him by the ear. Rather than causing a huge scene, she pulled him out of the room, and out into the quiet lobby. “What the hell was that, Bay?” She demanded.

[bayfoster]

"Zalia?" He said, blinking repeatedly as though in the middle of a realization point. Too late. Zalia's anger exploded through every single one of her movements and before he knew it she was pulling his ear. A hushed whimper escaped him as he bent down closer to her hand so the pain would be less. Once in the lobby, he looked at her accusingly while rubbing his ear. "You were supposed to be dead. I saw you die Zalia. I don't understand, everything is blurry and confusing and I don't remember how you died, but -- hey look that's the guy you liked!" Bay turned on a goofy grin and teasingly raised both eyebrows as the other boy from 10 passed by. "Muy Macho. Is that how you like em now?" 

[zaliafoster]

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[zaliafoster]

She wished she could say that she tried to hold back her laughter, but she really didn’t. Zalia let out a loud, high pitched laugh that could almost be described as infuriating. Clearing her throat, she made a grand gesture to herself. “Excuse you, but I’m not dead, now am I?” She grabbed the shield from the ground, and showed Bay the sharpened section that she created at the beginning of training. “See that? I made that. It’s mine.” Placing the shield on her arm, she lunged forward to Bay and nudged him with it. She smirked, but knew she couldn’t really hurt him. He was still her brother.

[bayfoster]

Bay shook his head the way he did whenever Zalia tried explaining things without giving him the chance to view things any other way. He was her little brother, anything she said usually went and all he did was nod or keep quiet for her. He looked at the shield and raised an eyebrow, flinching while raising a delayed hand to block himself from a hit that wasn't as strong as he'd thought it would be. "Shit, I'm hallucinating." Bay never cursed in front of Zalia, he was too pure for any of that while she was alive. It was why he looked at her wide eyed before apologizing. "Sorry... ........ Jesus Bay, you're speaking to a ghost." He slapped himself repeatedly, looking like an idiot right in the middle of the center. He ran hurriedly to the survival station to take a canteen of water and splash himself with water. When Zalia was still there, he decided there was only one more thing he could do. Sticking his tongue out for good aim, he splashed her with all that was left of the water.

[zaliafoster]

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[zaliafoster]

Before she could even protest, her younger brother had her in a suffocating grip and was refusing to let go of her. Her arms were pinned by her sides, and she stumbled backward but still supported the two of them in a standing position. She groaned. But no matter how much Zalia wanted to shove him off of her and scream, she let him hold onto her and she even pat his head. “Yeah yeah. Hi to you too. Now please get your grubby little hands off of me.” She shoved him arms distance away, and then smoothed out her tank top and shorts. “And what are you doing with my shield? Why are you here?”

[bayfoster]

He loosened his hold and as he expected, was shoved away. He had a wide toothy grin placed across his face but couldn't hide how perplexed he was left after her questions. "Your shield?" he looked at the object on the ground and stared at her. "What, no, Zalia. I thought you were dead. I, I volunteered for the Games." Bay looked at the ground, eyebrows pulled together as he wondered what was real, what was fact, and what were dreams. "You died in the Hunger Games, and I'm here to avenge your death. Make Mom and Pops proud and make people.. remember you."

[zaliafoster]

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It seemed that the population inside of the training center had, in fact, grown in size greatly. Zalia didn’t know there were that many people in the games, but she just assumed that the Capitol was playing tricks on all of their minds. Pushing her way into the gym, she made her way to her station. The shield. But some kid had it? No. This wasn’t right. The shield was Zalia’s, and everyone knew that. “Hey, put that down!” She called and began to run over to the station much quicker. The boy turned, and who it was shocked Zalia completely. Here he was, her younger brother, Bay. Freezing in place, only inches from him, her eyes wide and mouth gaping, she stared at him. “Bay?”

[bayfoster]

Of course Bay was having fun with the shield. There were times for fun and times for training, Bay found time for both. He twirled the shield in his hands before grinning and slamming it down against the dummy. He heard the voice's request and rolled his eyes, standing straight before turning around and giving the most exasperated expression. The following expressions that played on his face were confusing to separate and describe. Shock, annoyance, confusion, and happiness all at once. "Bay?" Bay lowered his hands and lost the grip to his shield. He was so so confused, but Zalia was here! Ignoring the loud clank of his shield now on the ground, Bay sealed what was only inches between them, throwing Zalia back but holding onto her as he smuggled her in an embrace he was usually pushed away from. "Don't. Don't tell me to let go." 

[bayfoster]

Living It Down || Bay and Talon

[talon-andrews]

  Talon could sense the change immediately. He was torn between feeling relief and disappointment when the boy made it clear he’d just given up. The Career side of Talon wanted to taunt him into putting up more of a fight but he was tired too and the idea of getting back to the cornucopia along with the supplies he’d just recovered here was too good to resist. He might as well go ahead and put the kid out of his misery but Talon wouldn’t be who he was if he didn’t do something to make his victim feel even worse in the final moments of his life. “You came here to die,” he taunted. “Didn’t you?” Not waiting for an answer, he brought the sword closer and dragged the blade in a slow, deep slash along the boy’s chest, watching the blood pour out until he collapsed.

[bayfoster]

Bay did not answer the boy's question and instead felt as the sword came closer to his chest. There was no going back, the blade had already entered him. Even if he did escape, he'd bleed to death. But life was no longer of importance. Bay simply gasped as the pain grew in intensity. He closed his eyes, slightly squirming. Everyone was watching him, everyone was seeing him fail. No. He'd killed the boy that killed Sasha, everyone knew who the Fosters were, Zalia was not yet forgotten. He could die in peace. Slowly falling to his knees, Bay eyed his small backpack, sitting a few inches away. With his last bit of strength, he slid Sasha's journal out, enough for it to be visible. "Take. The girl's. Journal." Falling to his side, Bay's eyes began to close. Tears did not escape him, instead, a small smile slowly crept onto his lips as his last thoughts approached him.

Sasha. Zalia. I'm coming home.

  ..He DEAD.

[bayfoster]

Living It Down || Bay and Talon

[talon-andrews]

  Talon had no doubt the boy would accept his challenge and the unspoken offer to strike first but what did surprise him was the method. Foster swung with desperate fury and displayed no actual skill. Sometimes people got lucky when they acted blindly and held on to that mindset. If he was only trying to survive, the kid might be okay but he wasn’t. He’d refused two chances to run away and now he was staring death in the face. Talon wasn’t the only one who’d grown up watching the Games. Anyone stupid enough to pick a fight with a Career tribute, more often than not, would end up dead. Talon’s smirk slipped from his face and he took an instinctive step back to avoid the blade. After suffering a brief delayed reaction to the attack, he brought his own sword into the fight once more, holding it steady at one side and waiting a moment for the two weapons to collide. When they did, he pushed back, twisting both hands against the scraping metal and forcing himself closer until the connection was broken and he was free to slash forward. A thin coat of crimson covered an edge of the sword itself. Talon was panting at this point but he barely paused to survey the damage to his opponent before he took another swing, almost hoping for another block.

[bayfoster]

Talon's sword came forward, and Bay's immediate instinct had him placing the sword in front of him as a shield and protection. This resulted in a small battle of force and exertion, as Bay tried pushing the blade away from his body. He could feel his own blade began to slowly sink against his throat, drips of blood beginning to trail down his chest. He was exhausted, and unless he was misunderstanding the boy's expression, it seemed the Career was tired as well. There was no point in this, was there? Bay could not win, he could not fight a Career. Anyone who knew anything, understood that picking a fight with a Career while unskilled as Bay was, resulted in death. He had to fight though, he was avenging his loves. Except.. hadn't he already done so? Maybe it was just the exhaustion speaking. As Talon's sword returned, Bay placed his own against it. Gritting his teeth, the veins on his neck became forced and visible as he fought to keep the sword away. Closing his eyes, Bay placed the palm of his hands against the blade. His palms began to sink against the blade as well, a crimson red wave flowing down his wrists and pouring downward towards his arms. This was it, he was tired. Too tired to continue. His arms were trembling against the force of the Career, he could not match the strength or skill. He had to accept it now, death was inevitable. As the blade came closer, he felt it begin to touch his skin. Already, Zalia came to his thoughts and Sasha trailed behind. He was.. giving up. As unbelievable as it was, Bay Foster was ready to give up and die.

My body is ready.. 

[bayfoster]

I give up. Killing tinychat. Simply killing it.

[bayfoster]

Living It Down || Bay and Talon

[talon-andrews]

Foster. Talon suffered a delayed reaction but he was almost positive he’d heard the name. He smiled to himself mentally and made a note to use it later and make the kid’s death that much more dramatic. Getting the shield out of the way was progress. His internal smile was suddenly visible for all to see at that sight. But he couldn’t let himself get distracted. The other sword was still an issue. He didn’t have to disarm, necessarily, but he would need to be the one who drew blood first. As the blade came for his throat, it actually managed to get pretty close before Talon jerked his head backward and sidestepped the blow, letting the momentum from the boy’s swing carry wherever it would go. Talon debated another attack move but since he’d already taken that step back, he let the smirk return to his lips and his eyes widen with an open invitation for his opponent to try again.

[bayfoster]

His blow useless, Bay tripped over his own foot as he tried to regain balance. Composing his posture, he stared at the boy cautiously. A smile danced across Talon's lips, only making Bay angrier. Why wasn't he attacking? It was as though he was almost inviting him to prove himself useless and hurt him. Furrowing his eyebrows, he growled as he waved the sword back and forth, taking steps forward as he did, with the intentions of trapping Talon against a background. Of course, pinning a Career with the skills Bay had was near impossible, but he had to try. 

[bayfoster]

Living It Down || Bay and Talon

[talon-andrews]

Typically, shields used in sword combat were designed to block blows and not take them but Talon’s aim was never without purpose. In this case, he was hoping that either the sound or the impact would send the other boy off-balance or at least scare him a little. Either way, it was a fun and interesting way to test an opponent and that slight interest grew into a full sense of intrigue when the boy only shied away briefly from the strike and then he came back swinging. Without a shield of his own, Talon was relying on the sword for both attacking and defense but he felt just as strong and safe as he had in training. In fact the only thing separating this boy from any other target was an identity and possibly a family to grieve it. “Name,” Talon snarled as he brought the sword up in both hands to block the swing aimed for his chest. It wasn’t a question: it was a command: tell me your name. He didn’t know the names of any of his other kills but he would make a mental note of this one. It would be something to mention in interviews and during the District 10 visit of his victory tour. Not sure if there had been an answer or not, Talon put his full strength into forcing the blade sideways and away from him. Not without effort, he raised his own sword once more and aimed for his opponent’s upper right arm- hoping to see him drop at least one weapon.

[bayfoster]

Name? Confused as to why that would concern anyone during a time like this, Bay felt as thought it was unnecessary he replied, but then again he was here to get his name divulged. "Foster," he grunted, as his hit was blocked. Moving the blade away from Talon's block, Bay watched as the boy now led his sword towards his arm. It was difficult to block such a high hit. Exhaling loudly, Bay blocked the sword's swing with a last minute wave of his shield, barely managing to escape his skin from the blade. He saved his arm but such a sudden movement against the speed and strength Talon placed with his sword sent the shield rolling away from his fingers. Shit, shit, shit! That was his ideal weapon, what the hell was he supposed to do now. His teeth clenched together, Bay pulled his eyebrows together as he decided his best move would be to take offense before Talon hit him. Swinging the sword, Bay aimed the sword in a sideways motion against Talon's neck. Just end this thing.