This is a hunger games fanfic and I'm just really curious on what would hunger games be in Gale's POV so.. yea :) My first time to write a fanfic! And it's scary, I'm telling you. That's all, enjoy. Please be kind people ^^ Haha.

Chapter 1

"Gale! Gale! Gaaalleeeee!" I heard the familiar voice shouting for my help in the darkness. I did everything to search for the shout but I can't. The scream, the helplessness, somehow I knew I have to respond. I need to respond.

"Gale! Please.. Help me.." The shout turned into a beg. And it made my adrenaline worse. Somehow, somewhat, I have to go there. I have to go there and save her. Save Katniss. I don't know where or how or when but I need to save her from this dire darkness we're in. I ran. And run until my feet sore, but I just can't seem to locate where we were. The place is so dark the only thing I can see is a mere bright spot on the edge. And a figure of a man, with a rose on his lips. I can't resemble him with anyone and my mind can't seem to think the way it has to. The running in the darkness made my whole gob sore and worn out, and it just brought me to nowhere. But I didn't give up. I still run and shout her name, hoping to hear the voice I've been yearning to resque.

"Katniss! Katniss, I'm here! KATNISS!" I said. Shouted, rather.

"Gale?" The sweet sound is so horrible and terrifying for me. My name's followed by tiny heartmelting sobs from that girl I care about the most.

"KATNISS! Kat-"

"Gale. Gale. What happened? You're screaming and sweating while you're asleep." Nightmare. Just a mere nightmare. I snapped myself back to the reality, but the dream is so scary I can't get it off my mind. I looked at the window and found it's still dark, but early enough to do my thing.

"Nothing, just a bad dream. Go back to sleep, mom." I told her but she seemed like not convinced of what I'd just said.

"I'm okay, I promise." I insisted while picking up my usual morning things and stretching my sore and perfectly callused body.

The woods. I need the comfort of the trees, the rabbits, the animals running and hiding around me. Hiding everywhere but within my visual ranges and my traps. I need the wilderness to completely have my soul back from the nightmare.

After setting up my snares, and a few boring minutes spent with thinking and worrying, I got at least a rabbit that was then traded for a perfect festive breakfast for me and Katniss.

We chatted happily, as if nothing scary will happen when the clock ticks 2. I knew I didn t really care, before. But today I have some kind of weird feeling that I m going to lost her. I m going to lost Katniss. The girl.. I care about the most.

"Wear something pretty," I told her. Then we separate ways. She s pretty. She will always be. Even on those days when she have dried bloods and mud all over her body. Even when the locks on her hair caused by not combing it are obvious. She s pretty and I don t know, she has that aura that when you see her, you will have this weird need to protect her and that she s special.

The reaping. The reaping began and the usual routines were executed. I can see in my eighteen year old mates that they are scared and happy. Well, me? I m scared for my brothers and sisters, and for Katniss and Primrose. I only have my family and hers and it hurts to think that I can lost them. And then the scariest part began. You know it is when this annoying Effie capitol girl comes out the stage saying irritating things that we all don t like.

I looked at Katniss and remembered her twenty plus slips in the bowl of death there. I can t bear to lose her. The thought hurts and I can feel her gaze on me, too. I caught here eye and looked away. Those eyes.. they can make me feel so special even on my darkest times. They can make me feel like I m the most important person on the world when in fact I m just a mere student who stood as his family s father for years now. They can make me feel like I m the happiest person in the world when in fact, I have a thousand of problems grasping in my hand.

"Ladies first!" The annoying capitol girl said over the mic. She started digging her hands in the bowl and I can feel the thick tension in the air. Effie opens the slip, and read the name loud and clear.

"Primrose Everdeen!" As soon as I hear the name, I felt my eyes widened. I knew this would happen.

How will Katniss and her mom life would be if that little girl we all love would go to arena? And she s just twelve! That s so unfair!

"Prim! Prim!" I heard those familiar shouts from the nightmare I just had. I saw her crossed the lines of girls and pulled Primrose just as she started mounting the stairs.

"I volunteer! I volunteer as a tribute!" I felt thousands of pins pinch my heart. This can t be happening. I can t bear the thought of seeing her face on the screen, open and dying for people entertainment.

Oh, shi/t. Please, no.