Okay, so this is basically the Hunger Games but Katniss didn't volunteer for Prim but when the games starts someone unexpected is there...

I'm going to skip the reapings, journey, interview etc etc so that you don't get too bored, so basically it starts while they're in the tube waiting to go into the arena. Enjoy! :D

All the districts tributes were in their pods and the countdown had begun until they rose...

Prim's POV

I felt sick, Katniss' face, mothers face, my home, all were flashing through my mind. I wanted to go home. My mothers and Katniss's screams as I went to the stage were echoing through my mind too now.

I looked down at my outfit, leather with big boots that almost looked fashionable, my stylist, Meinie, had said that the leather would keep me warm and the boots were suitable for rough terrain but apart from that he was stumped.

The countdown was on three, two, one, my pod began to rise, I looked up but all I saw was grey.

Khloi's POV

I was nervous, but I'm skilled, I got an 11 after training, I'm speedy, I'm excellent with a bow and arrow, good at the general survival skills and I am absolutely lethal in hand to hand combat.

My pod began to rise, I turned quickly to get one last look at Tavis, my stylist, at the interviews I had a simple black dress that had a black rose as a belt and under the belt it flared out, it also had a black rose on the shoulder. Black roses. They had become my symbol, I had a small one attached to my leather jacket. I'd been dubbed 'The girl who never forgives' I'd told them that I never forget and never forgive.

I smirked to myself. Then the pod began to rise, I went through it logically in my mind where Orion, the boy chosen from district 10 along with me, would be.

There were so many possibilities but then the cold wind whipped my face, a few stray locks of my white almost blond hair

I looked around me, the sky was grey and it was extremely windy, the golden Cornucopia looked slightly dulled in this weather. We were in a the middle of a rocky terrain, two hundred or so miles in front of me were some woods and turning around I saw that in a symmetrical way, it was about the same distance to some fields which looked like they lead to some mountains that were in the distance.

Returning to my original angle I had a look at the other tributes, I couldn't see Orion so he must have been behind the Cornucopia.

"Young men and women, welcome to the 74th Hunger Games, good luck and may the odds be ever in your favour"

After the voice boomed over us an alarm sounded, one that signalled that it had started.

I ran, and so did everyone else, towards the Cornucopia, my speed allowing me to arrive before everyone else, because of this the cameras broadcasting the games where probably focused on me, with this in mind I tried to keep my head as I looked around the various items.

A bow and set of arrows, I slung the arrow pack on my shoulder and picked up the bow, by now everyone else was scrambling around and I knew I was even more in danger by staying there.

Two cannons sounded, two deaths already.

I started to panic a little now, I quickly scooped up a backpack and ran back out the crowd, finding that I was thinking a little clearer now that I was away from it all.

I heard a whish of air and spun quickly, blocking the axe with my bow, I saw the tribute that sent it, it looked like he was insane, I think he was from district 3, that seemed to fit.

I watched curiously as he spun and caught a little girl, she looked about 12, I felt a gut wrenching pain as I realised that she probably was, he had pinned her down now and was holding a second axe above her, ready to bring it down, she was sobbing and choking on her sobs, as I looked closer at her face, I recognized her and not from watching anything to do with the games.

I stepped forward several steps, a really risky move considering all the slaughtering going on around me, and I knew her in that moment.

Her eyes travelled to me as a distraction, the cruel tribute was almost torturing her. I thought I saw a flash of recognition in her eyes. With an astonished voice I asked "Prim?"

Cliffy! I love writing this! Just to make it clear, I need at least 1 review before I write the next chapter, also if you want to ask a question, feel free! Thanks!