The True Third Quarter Quell

by NoahMR

Wonder what would have happened the second time Katniss stepped into the Hunger Games, if there was no plot for the revolution? Without the allies that Haymitch had made, would the arena end with the same results? Read to find out!

1. Cornucopia

(A/N- The story will start using some of the original script used, any repeated text will be in bold)

"Ladies and gentlemen, let the seventy-fifth Hunger Games begin!" The voice of Claudius Templesmith, the Hunger Games announcer, hammers in my ears. Where are you? Where are you? I demand an answer from myself and slowly the world comes into focus. Blue water, pink sky and white hot sun beating down.

I was standing on a circular platform made of steel, about a meter in diameter. I was looking around for something.. something.. Peeta! As I frantically searched for him I saw the other tributes on their platforms except for the ones obstructed by the cornucopia. Unlike my previous time in the arena where the supplies were spread around the golden cornucopia, this time everything was piled within the gaping mouth of the horn. I took a closer look at my surroundings and saw that the cornucopia was on an island about forty meters away, with water completely surrounding it except for the twelve thin strips of sand snaking from the beach behind the platforms to the island.

Find Peeta, get whatever equipment we can and get away from the bloodbath I thought, and dove straight into the water making my way towards the golden horn. The Gamemakers must have put us on opposite sides to make it harder for us. As I emerged from the water I noticed the other tributes just starting to leave their platforms, Perfect they must have thought the water was laced with something this gives me some time.

I raced by the cornucopia only stopping to pick up a bag, and an ashen bow and quiver laying atop the pile, not wanting to risk an encounter with the other tributes. As I emerged on the other side of the cornucopia my focus immediately became trained on Peeta, situated on the exact opposite side of where I had been placed, "Damn Gamemakers" I cursed silently under my breath.

I dove into the water with bag fastened over shoulder with bow and quiver tucked into the strap conveniently located on the back of the bag. As I reached Peeta's platform I turned around in time to witness the two district 1 tributes, Cashmere and Gloss over power Finnick and stab him through the chest with a spear they had grabbed from the cornucopia. Without a second glance I grabbed Peeta and we began to run towards the forest, away from the bloodbath unveiling itself behind us.