Heyo! I'm Shady66730. This is my first story, and I'm twelve, so bear with me. Tehe, and this idea popped into my head one night so I decided to use it as my first story. I'm sure others have thought of it, but I thought of this on my own, so sorry if we both thought of it.

Tehe, so yes. Let us begin. I'll be writing in Katniss' view, and I'll try to make it just like Suzanne Collins would. Except in my writing style. Everything happens accordingly to the original Hunger Games up until this story begins.

By the way, I don't own the charecters. And writing in present tense was extremely hard, so I may not do that the next chapter. Sorry if I messed up on it somewhere.

Starts on the page right before Chapter 18. Katniss has just heard Rue's scream and is running towards the sound.

"Rue! I'm coming!"

When I break into the clearing, she's on the ground, hopelessly entangled in a net. She just has time to reach her hand through the mesh and say my name before-" (Suzanne Collins, page 232)

-before the spear misses her body by several inches.

I look up in disbelief. The boy from District 1- who I've seen hit a bullseye from ten feet away- is being held four inches off the ground by his neck. He's so tall and wide I can't even see past him to who is holding him. In my mind, I run through the tributes; this boy here, slowly turning blue; Cato and Clove, who are sided with this monstrocity; Foxface; Thresh and Rue; and Peeta and me. Clove and Cato wouldn't turn on their own ally quite yet, and Foxface is lying low, and way too weak. Peeta could, but probably wouldn't do something of this sort, and Rue is trapped in the net, staring with wide eyes at the scene. I obviously am not doing it, so the only person it could've been was Thresh. Who I can somewhat consider an ally.

And now I see the dark-skinned hand holding a hand over the boy's mouth, and the other gripping his neck. Now the boy is purple, and still struggling, but finally he stops and a canon fires.

Thresh drops him. His face is shimmery with sweat, and filthy.

Through my thoughts and the District 1 boy's struggle, I've been cutting Rue free. She then hugged me tightly, and now we stand watching Thresh. I protectively put her behind me.

"I don't know if your a decent person. After seeing that, I think you are, if you were saving me or Rue. Or your just a savage, blood-thirsty killer. But no matter what you are, please. Kill me if you want, but don't kill her. Rue doesn't deserve death."

To my surprise, he grins. "What reason do I have to kill either of you? You weren't threatening me, or someone I love."

I start to smile at him, and Rue dashes over to hug him. He looks surprised, but then hugs her back.

That's when we hear another canon.

Two thoughts pop in my head; One, there's Thresh, Rue, and me here, so that means it could have been Peeta, Foxface, Cato, or Clove. The last to are unlikely; they wouldn't have turned against each other, and Peeta and Foxface aren't really killers. So then one of the two was killed. I really hope it was Foxface. Because if it wasn't... if it was Peeta... I don't know what I'd do.

Two, that means Clove and Cato are out, if someone they'd come upon just was killed. Rue and me need to get to safety.

Rue turns to me, and her eyes ask me a question. I nod, and she turns to Thresh. "Will you ally with us?"

Again he looks surprised. He seems to contemplate this a moment, before shaking his head. "No. I-"

Just then, a gleeful, but terrifying human howl is heard. Cato and/or Clove were celebrating their victory.

Thresh nods. "Fine. But just for tonight." He stares at the false sun slowly setting.

Rue grins and takes his hand. He once more seems surprise, and I think, This guy obviously isn't used to sweet physical contact from a little girl.

"Come on!" Rue says, running along, and turning around to look back at us, smiling.

Thresh and I smile back. It's so nice seeing someone laughing and playing around in these horrible Games. It reminds me of Prim.

Prim. I miss my little sister so much. I try to imagine her in Rue's spot, happy and joking, but I can't. I can barely even remember what Pr... what was her name again?

I notice Rue is skipping along backwards, and her deep brown eyes are hazy. Thresh is smiling, and he looks the same.

I grab Rue's arm and force her to a stop. Then I put another hand in front of Thresh to halt him. They both stop and stare at me.

Their eyes are slowly beginning to brighten again. So I blink a few times and point ahead.

There's a cliff about fifty yards from us. Drops straight down. Past it is waves and waves of wheat fields. But even farther is an ocean. Where the ocean meets the sky. A song I sang to Prim when she was sad or scared or sick. Yes, Prim. I could recall her name.

Where the ocean meets the sky.

And the warmth reaches out when you cry.

Where the ocean meets the sky.

And the fear disappears when you fly.

I shake my head. I'm getting distracted again.

The sky? The sky. The sky was a green color! Than I realize everything is; the air is tainted.

I pull my shirt up to cover my nose and mouth, and the District 11 tributes do the same. My eyes are watering.

Thresh stops everyone when he points at a bush with purple berries on it. He picks up the bush without having to pull it from it's roots.

Beneath it was a deep hole.

"Here. It's deep. Warm. Safe."

Rue nods quickly and drops down the hole. I hear her land a moment later and just barely catch her say, "Woah."

I glance at Thresh worriedly. What if this was the only exit, and he trapped us in here?

"No," he said. "You're not my enemy. Not that little girl, neither."

I realized he spoke few words, but his meaning came out clearly each time. I nod, stare him in his eyes, and drop down. I understand he won't be returning.

To my surprise, he drops down. But only to hug us, which surprises me.

I hear him tell Rue, "You stay safe, little girl. And watch over Fire Girl here."

Rue's crying a little. She understands perfectly he's going on his own. And he probably won't be coming back.

Thresh kisses her forehead, and then he hugs me. "You, too. Stay safe. Watch over Rue. And try to win, Fire Girl. Try real hard."

He smiles sadly at me and pulls away, and heads to the end of the cave, where we see the faintest bit of light. He goes out, and then four minutes later he looks in one last time through the hole up top.

Rue and me look up at him and wave slowly. He waves back and pushes a boulder over the hole to cover it. A heavy boulder, at that. His heavy footsteps leave.

Rue, in a choked voice, tells me she's scared.

I almost laugh. "Of course you are," I tell her, my voice shrill. "It's The Hunger Games. Everyone is scared."