Peeta's POV

I lay down on my back and extended my arm for Katniss to easily slip into when she got back from hunting. We had just ran out of 'tree rat' and she volunteered to retrieve some more. I told her I'd go with her, but with my not-so-quiet walking patterns, she quickly refused.

I stared up at the sky, wondering about how my death would pan out, how Katniss' life would go on as the winner of the seventy-fourth and Quarter Quell. Going on to live as the rebel mockingjay who stands up to the Capitol. I want her to live. I want to die so she can. Guessing that makes me a martyr, huh? She's worth it. Even though this was all set up, this whole 'relationship' we'd had, I'd fallen for the "girl on fire" just as the other districts had. Just as Gale had. No one can resist her spirit, determination, and her protectiveness over those who she loves.

I think about how she will no doubt go on and marry Gale, have kids, and painfully watch them enter the arena with everyone's eyes set to kill the spawn of such an unwelcome winner in the Capitol. Will she and Gale have kids? Will he think about it with such exuberance as I did when I merely lied about it? Having a family with Katniss, I think, playing out the idea in my head.

If I could be a part of that, I'd be the happiest man in Panem.

I never will, though.

I feel a weight balance on my shoulder and find a yawning girl lying down beside me. I smile at her. "Someone's tired," I comment.

Katniss rubs her eyes and answers, "I haven't slept in two days . . ." She trails off and lays her head on my shoulder. I kiss her forehead and we settle into the sand on our beach. I look up to see Finnick has taken watch and Beetee has already fallen asleep a yard or so away with Johanna lain down right beside Katniss. This sets me a little on edge, but this is an alliance, right? Johanna wouldn't lie and kill us in the end, would she?

Only one can survive, Peeta. I think to myself.

I pull Katniss a little closer to me and watch. It must've been an hour or so before the sounds of the waves and Katniss' steady breath on my neck that finally pulled me under.

I'm awakened by a pressure on my chest and a small shriek. Gray eyes stare at me in shock and horror. Blood spurts from her mouth and lands on my face. I look over her shoulder to see that a sadistic Johanna has plunged a knife straight into her heart.

I'm losing my fire girl.

"Katniss!" I yell, not caring if it attracts the Careers. I grip her shoulders, tears starting to form in my eyes. "Please don't go!" I shake her body in a way that wouldn't help my cause. A single tear lands on her cheek, making it seem that she's crying too. She's too shocked to do so. "No!" I say as a single canon sounds.

I look up at the faces around me. Beetee looks just as shocked as me, but Finnick and Johanna have satisfied looks across their faces. Even though I want time to mourn my heart-wrenching loss that has most likely caused chaos around the Capitol what with the baby, marriage, and my plans for her return to District 12, I have to avenge her.

I take my knife and, faster than I've ever run on prosthetics or not, race towards Johanna and Finnick. They're both looking at each other when I gouge my knife into Johanna's neck. She gasps as she falls to the floor, but I don't have time to dwell on such things as I dodge Finnick's trident and skewer his heart just like his friend did to mine.

And just because I'm too vengeful to be stopped, I take his trident and stab Beetee with it.

Running down the beach to where I thought the Careers had gone, I yell "Brutus! Enobaria! Chaff! Come on! Let's end these games!"

And with that, I'm attacked on all sides with only my adrenaline and my thirst for the blood of the people who killed Katniss as my tactic. Yes, I've already killed her murderers, but I'm aimed for the Capitol.

Oh, yes. That means I will kill President Snow.