Chapter 1: Gale's Sacrifice
This is a new fanfiction I want to post, since I still can't locate my journal with the Twilight fanfiction I
was posting. Enjoy and let me know what you think! I wrote this fanfiction before I read the books. I didn't know Gale's
Dad had died and that he had brothers. Just a heads up!
Peeta walked up the steps, and stood by Katniss. She shot him a look of pity. He welcomed it with a nod.
There was no way he was going to survive. In his mind, he was already dead.
"Would anyone like to take his place?" Effie Trinket asked, a glimmer of hope in her voice.
"I will!" a voice rang out from the crowd.
Katniss blinked a couple of times. She recognized that voice. It belonged to Gale. What was he doing? He
promised to look after Prim and her mom. She looked at Peeta and wasn't surprised to see the same
look of disbelief on his face.
"What is your name?" Effie asked, as Gale made his way onto the stage.
"My name is Gale." Gale said, shooting an apologetic look Katniss' way.
Katniss' look of betrayal was more confusion than anger. Why would Gale break his promise to her, for
someone he didn't know like Peeta? It didn't make sense to Katniss at all, but she always knew there
was a heart beating under his tough exterior. Gale put his hand on Peeta's shoulder, as he quickly
walked past him.
"You owe me." Gale quickly whispered.
Peeta nodded gratefully. He looked at Prim in the crowd. She looked lost, alone, and afraid.
"We'll-I'll look after them. I promise." Peeta whispered.
"Can you guarantee that?" Gale gestured toward Peeta's parents.
Peeta nodded and smiled.
"If I don't, you can take my life."
"Keep it and do what you promised."
"Right back at you." Peeta whispered, walking off the stage and taking one last look at Katniss.
Gale joined Katniss at her side. Effie introduced Gale, but no applause followed once again. The
People of District 12, once against kissed their three fingers and raised them up high, Gale took Katniss'
hand. She looked at him, unsure of whether to feel gratitude or frustration. How long would Peeta be
able to slip bread to her family? He couldn't hunt! However, from the look Gale returned, she could see
certainty in his eyes. Peeta had put his life on the line for her family. She was surprised by that and
noticed him standing by Prim. He smiled that timid smile again, and nodded. She felt her eyes well up
with tears, that she swore were buried and locked away in her own private tomb. She felt something she
hadn't felt in a long time, and it was hope.
