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Katelyn Anderson is a strong, brave yet fearful girl. After her father died in the coal mining accident, the Everdeen's became her family. That was until she was reaped for the 69th annual hunger games and her life was yet again turned upside down. But after becoming a victor and having to watch her best friend compete in the 74th Hunger Games, what will happen as the Quarter Quell approaches and a new love interest is added to Kate's life... A man that is familiar to the Capitol and Katelyn herself... ( Finnick/OC love story, from Catching Fire onwards with bits of previous games)

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Breathe. Just breathe, is what Katelyn Anderon told herself frantically as the last tribute from district 4 came dashing after her with a sword held ready to attack in his strong, bright red hands. She could win. There was only two of them left. All she had to do was kill one final person. His name was Caleb Peterson, a district 4 tribute. In training he'd scored an extremely impressive 11, one more point than herself. Fearless and aggressive, he never shied away from a fight. It would be difficult to kill him, but not impossible.

After managing to struggle through the hunger games, killing as little people as possible and surviving off the little skill that she had in a blazing hot desert, surely Kate could manage one more kill. But her limbs and muscles were burning, from the sun and the ache that came from continually running and fighting. Throughout the games, all she had been doing was finding water and shelter and killing anyone who attacked her. Because of the little shelter, her skin was burnt all over and she didn't think the pain would ever leave her body. This hunger games had to have been the worst one yet.

The sand was maddening and the temperature changed so much that one minute you were begging for the cold and the next you were begging for heat. There was no perfection in this arena. Right now Katelyn missed the trees that surrounded practically the whole of District 12 because in this hell hole, there were few trees and little shelter. This environment wasn't filled with the familiar pretty flowers and forest animals that were home, instead it was filled with the most ferocious creatures that hunted at night and sand, only sand. The sight of it was beginning to bore her. When looking around, all that was visible was sand, making it look like you were surrounded by nothingness; it made you feel trapped. Kate wondered to herself if this is what hell would be like, there was a high possibility that she could die right now and no doubt, if she did die, she would go to hell. But could she stand it if she was trapped in a world like this forever? No, she couldn't. Which was why she had to survive.

Caleb was close. Too close. She had to make a decision now;fight or not fight. As she locked eyes with the enemy, his words began to echo in her fearful mind. The man's who, for some strange unknown reason, had shown kindness to her and attempted to help her as much as possible before the games had begun. He'd trained her a little during the night and taught her how to survive the Hunger Games. Things had in a way been easier with his help, as he was a better mentor than her District 12 mentor, Haymitch had been. Though she couldn't deny that Haymitch had helped her in every way possible and had even promised to get her some sponsors, which he the man's help had been one of the most kindest yet strangest things that had ever happened to her. Finnick Odair, that was his name; winner of the 65th annual hunger games and the most popular and wanted man in the whole of the Capitol. On TV, he came across as an arrogant, self- centered bastard. However, Finnick Odair had helped her; he wanted her to survive the games. The reason? Who knows...

On the last night before the games, Finnick and Kate had been together on the roof, even though it was against the rules. They hadn't spoken much and right now she couldn't remember half of the small things he had said to her during there short conversations. But Finnick's final words were echoing in her mind, pushing her to move and fight 're strong Kate, but you're not fearless. The careers have no fear, which makes them arrogant. But you... Fear makes you brave, which is what makes you the strongest. Right now Kate didn't feel strong at all; in fact she felt as if she was an innocent bunny against a vigorous lion who was hunting her. But Finnick's words were beginning to drive her forward... If he believed that Kate could do it, then why couldn't she?
At the moment she could feel the fear pulsing through her. She could see the shear rage in Caleb's eyes as he came forward to kill her, to rid her from the world. Katelyn Anderson didn't want to die, she wanted to go home to see the Everdeen family; to see her friends. Oddly, she wanted to see Finnick too. But to survive she had to become strong, and like Finnick said, that means she had to have fear, which she already had.

For what could soon be the final time, Kate breathed. In and out. Then, she sprang into action, morphing from a vulnerable bunny to a wicked cheetah. Charging forward with her trident in her hand - a weapon that Finnick had taught her to use - Kate cried out as the pain of her burnt skin ripped through her body. But adrenaline pushed her forward and she made the first move, plunging the trident forward, aiming towards Caleb's stomach.

Everything that came after that was a blur. Since she hadn't drank water in at least 2 days, Kate was extremely dehydrated and she didn't know how she was still managing to fight. But somehow she did. Somehow Finnick's words helped her. The two fighters were moving backwards, then forwards, both aiming to kill. They dodged each others desperate attacks and both were panting deeply with sweat dripping from their warm foreheads. But, soon Kate had the upperhand as Caleb was beginning to grow more exhausted by the second. In one final, jagged movement, Kate threw the sword into Caleb's stomach using all the strength she could muster from her weak body. Scarlet red blood splattered onto her from the wound as he dropped to the floor, screaming in pain. Quickly, Kate moved away from him so that he couldn't hurt her while he lay there dying. Knowing that it could be hours before he died and that she needed water soon, Kate pulled out her trident from his stomach and aimed it at his heart to give him a quicker death. She had to close her eyes as she did this because she knew if she looked down she'd see his blue eyes begging for her to save him. Tears were now running down from Kate's eyes, even though she felt as if there was no water left inside her body, as she prepared to murder a third person. A person who, if they hadn't been in the games, would have never deserved to be killed.

" I'm sorry," Kate whispered to Caleb sadly, before striking the trident through his heart. Silently,she breathed a sigh of relief as the sound of the cannon rang through her ears. Finally, she was safe. Katelyn Anderson could go home. However, just as she thought this, Kate collapsed to the ground from dehydration and pain, losing consciousness under the blazing heat of the desert sun.


The beeping of the heart monitor was beginning to get extremely annoying. Kate had no idea where she was, who she was with and why she was there. All that she knew was that she, a weak girl from the slum District 12, had won the Hunger Games. All thanks to Finnick Odair. Slowly, she was beginning to gain consciousness and control of her body. She could feel the needles sticking into her skin and the sweat still matted down all over her face. A strange cooling sensation was travelling throughout of the whole of her body and her eyes were gradually becoming less and less heavy. As she flickered them open, Kate began to panic; her breathing became frantic and snappy, while the heart monitor suddenly started beeping more rapidly. She looked around, desperately hoping that she wasn't trapped or still in the games. However, suddenly she was stopped by a warm hand on her shoulder. Looking over to the person who was sat on her right, she flinched slightly as pain shot through where the person had just touched.

" Finnick?" Kate said with a small frown, instantly recognizing the floppy blonde hair and captivating green eyes of the most well known Victor in Panem.

" Sorry, I forgot your burns haven't heeled," Finnick replied, removing his hand from his shoulder. He looked the exact same as Kate remembered him but she could see that he was anxious by the way he sat and spoke quietly.

" What are you doing here? Where am I?" Kate asked after a few moments of silence, looking around the room and seeing that it was dark outside and that the only light was coming from the small lamp in the corner. Around the room stood many strange equipment that Kate didn't recognize and she could now see that there were small tubes attached to different parts of her body.

" Your in the Capitol hospital. They had to quickly heal you after you won the games since you were dehydrated and dying from the burns on your skin," Finnick replied bluntly, crossing his arms over his chest and staring at her. Now that she looked at him properly she could see that he was wearing only a loose top and shorts, the clothes that he obviously slept in. The Capitol would go frantic if they saw Finnick walking around in clothes that casual and messy.

" You didn't answer the whole of the question," Kate pointed out, and she could see that Finnick had to hold back a smirk that was beginning to form on his face as she said this.

" I'm here, because I game to see the victor who I so generously trained to win the Hunger Games, Does that answer your question enough?" Finnick replied, leaning forward so his arms rested on his knees. His eyes still never left her.

" No. Your being so formal. What happened to the Finnick that I saw on the roof before I had to leave?" For the first time, Finnick looked away and down at his feet. After letting out a small sigh of slight frustration, he looked back up.

" I knew you could do it, Kate. I told you, fear is what makes you strong." And that was the phrase that stuck with me for the next 5 years of my life.

Fear is what makes you strong.


So this is the very first chapter of a story I've being meaning to write for ages! I really hope you enjoyed it and I hope it gave you a little taster of some of Katelyn's past, her and Finnick's relationship and how she won the 69th Hunger Games. Next chapter will be set at somewhere around the start of Catching Fire and hopefully you liked this chapter enough to read on! Thank you so much for reading, please heart and comment so I know whether my readers like it or not. - DareToBelieve