A/N Hey guys so if you're decide to read this story out of curiosity or any other reason, please first check out Personality Change, which is the main story, this is a sequel to. But if you don't feel like reading it, then here are the basics of what happened. Prim is reaped, Katniss volunteers, and Peeta, who is a cocky bastard, is also reaped. Prim and Gale ended up going into the arena, and they both died, Gale wins then is killed by Peeta, and Prim is killed by some random dude in a peacekeeper uniform. The game maker tries to help Prim, and Gale save Katniss and Peeta, but when Gale doesn't try to help Peeta the game maker arrests them, and Prim and Gale get sent in the arena. Oh, yeah also Prim doesn't go into the arena, they fake it but then the game maker, who actually helped clone Prim so she didn't have to go into the arena, hires someone who then kills her. One more thing, Peeta falls for Katniss and changes his 'bastardish' way and now they are together! It's kind of confusing but too bad! Anyway, now please enjoy chapter 1 of Chasing within the Walls.
I awake with a strange feeling. I turn to my side and see Cinna, my designer from the hunger games sitting next to me with a nervous look splattered on his face.
"Katniss," he takes a deep breath and then whispers in my ear, "You're going into the arena." My face pales and but he continues as if he's on a time limit. "While in the arena, you have one objective, kill the game maker. If you fail to do so within 30 days, you and Peeta will be the ones losing your lives."
"Wait," I cut him off "Peeta will be in the arena with me!" He nods, and a sudden wave of relief washes over me. "So all I have to do is kill the game maker, that's not that hard." He looks me in the eye with a now stern look plastered on his face.
"Katniss listen to me, this isn't like any other arena you've seen before, but trust me it is going to be anything but easy. Take this." He trusts a map towards me. "This map will show you the game maker's location through out the arena."
"So basically I get to know his exact location throughout the entire games. Please tell me how this is supposed to be hard?" He just stares at me, and then finally begins to talk once more,
"I can't go into full details, but basically the arena is a giant maze, and the map doesn't show it. The map shows the arena without the walls of the maze, so you might think you know where you're going, but you won't, also the walls move."
"Ok, so maybe it's not that easy." Cinna nods in agreement and I'm left to think about my strategy, but then it hits me, where is Peeta?
"So where's Peeta?" I ask Cinna. He tells me that Peeta will be sent somewhere else in the arena. I get a little bit nervous, knowing that Peeta won't be by my side scares me. Next he tells me that I will be sent in with a backpack, filled with food, water, and medicine, as well as a bow and a pack of arrows. The arena is only going to enclose the game maker, Peeta, and I, no other tributes have to suffer my new found fate. I sigh; all I want is to feel Peeta's arms wrapped around me, and to hear his soft voice whisper reassuring thoughts into my ear. I have lost way too much to let the game maker win; I lost my sister, my best friend, and now most likely my entire life. I close my eyes and just breathe. I hear Cinna get up, so I open my eyes and watch as he leans down and kisses me on the cheek, then walks toward the door. Before he opens it he turns and looks me and the eye and says,
"I'm not aloud to bet, but if I could, I'd bet on you." I smile,
"Thanks, goodbye Cinna." He nods and I sit and see one more person walk out of my life.
A peacekeeper walks through my door, and grabs my wrist. He yanks me up, and pulls me up. We walk through a series of twisting hallways, before I realize where I'm going, to Prim's old room. A tear rolls down my cheek, and then another. I suddenly lose control and start to cry hysterically, the peacekeeper glares at me viscously, but continues by dragging me through the halls. He suddenly lets go of my wrist and slaps me across my face, the pain singes, but I suck it up and deal with it, because I know that if I make a big deal out of this then I most likely won't make it in to the arena. I shove back the tears and step into the room I'm directed to, and make my way toward the glass tube, and it brings back even more memories of Prim, she risked everything to save me, made a deal with a terrible man, and put everything on the line just to reunite us. A fact soon crawls through my brain; I was the one who screamed, the one who gave us away, it's my fault that my sister and Gale went in the arena. The memories flow through my head. Gale was my best friend but he turned out to be an ass, but he was always there for me as a kid. Prim was the one thing that kept me sane, the one person that I could trust is now gone. That's what these freaking people have done to my life, and you know what this is now my game, and I intend to win it.
The platform starts to rise and I'm lifted above the ground. I open my eyes, which were closed because I thought I was going to throw up, and stare at the walls that encircle me. I'm enclosed in a series of walls; each one can lead me to a dead end, or lead me to a victorious kill. I have hit too many dead ends in life to hit any more, at least without Peeta. Suddenly, I hear Caesar's voice echo throughout the walls.
"Ladies and gentlemen welcome to the 75th annual Hunger Games." He says other things, but I can't listen, I'm too nervous. After he finishes his speech, the clock starts to tick down from 60. It goes by so fast, one moment it's at 60, the next it at 10. 9, the blood starts rushing to my head, 8, 7, 6, my hands start shaking. 5, 4, 3 I take a deep breathe and wait for the 2, and finally last but not least 1. And now the games have begun.
A/N Sorry it has been so long to get this story up, but I was at camp and I have had severe writers block. I'm also sorry that this chapter is really short, but I haven't known what to write. Please Review, and check out my other stories! Thanks