A/N: This is my first fanfiction. I'd really appreciate your help for pointing out what's wrong with my writing. I always wanted to write but I can't come up with my own story. Anyway, we all know that Suzanne Collins is not a misguided youth. I am not Suzanne Collins but I wish she'd let me write another dimension for The Hunger Games. Cato/Katniss.

Prologue (Katniss)

Knock. Knock. Knock.

"Katniss dear, wake up! You're about to be late for breakfast.. also, you'll be sent in the arena this afternoon" Effie reminded her with her usual shrill voice. Katniss couldn't stop herself to hate her because it seems like this is nothing to her. The fact that Effie's not bothered about the impending deaths of 23 kids pisses Katniss off but she know that Effie is not directly responsible for it but still.. she couldn't stop herself.

She dressed up pretty quick pulled a tank top and a gray sweat pants then she walked almost lifeless through the dining table, not looking into Peeta at all. She still feel awkward about his 'confession' in front of the camera but if what Haymitch said was true, she'll have to deal with it and take anything to high up her chances of winning the games. She needs to win. She promised Gale that she'll be back. He's done enough to protect them. She can't leave Prim.

Prim. Prim. Prim.

"You need to eat, honey" Haymitch trying to utter it clearly. Interrupting her being lost in her own thoughts. "There aren't any free food in the arena but, you should control your intake. No dairy for now. You don't want someone to kill you on your mid-poop, don't ya?" his joke was magnified when Effie hilariously ranted about Haymitch's horrible attitudes while eating.

She ate bread, eggs, and some tendered beef. The breakfast didn't last long or at least that's what she thought. Is it just me or the time really is running too fast. I've got days left or hours. After the meal, Katniss went back to her room to change into more decent clothes. She remembered the pin. The pin that Madge, her friend, gave her but it seems like it's nowhere to be found. She gave up the search when dear Effie knocks and told her to be quick. Wow, Effie really likes knocking on doors. I wonder what would her knuckles.. ugh nevermind.

She didn't wait for Peeta to head for the place where all the tributes would meet. The act seems selfish but she thought that it would be awkward and quite impossible not to talk about the whole 'confession' thing because she doesn't even know if it's real or not and she doesn't want to end up looking like an idiot.

Bang. It was like a ball bounced on a metal sheet floor. She turned her head and saw Peeta face down on the floor. She looked around and saw the others just staring then she heard some subtle laughs. She then realized that those laughs were coming from a group. That boy from District Two could almost look indifferent if only I could wipe his littlest smirk of his face. Her ears rang and she'd gone on rage when that Marvel, the boy from One, said "He may have died tripping on some roots and pebbles in the arena" followed by his guffawing laugh. She charged for the boy, stunned from her attack, and shoved him up in the wall. It may have succeeded if One's stupid partner hadn't pulled her hair and slammed her to the floor.

She stood up and gained her composure when she saw a group of Peacekeepers approaching them on the other end of the tunnel. She then whispered a threat to the careers "I'll give you the fight you want. I'm not a little bit scared of you. Surely, you don't want to know how I got my 11?" then she grabbed Peeta and dragged him like a lost puppy. Her words got the Careers fuming and she could picture them throwing tantrums. Hah. Those brats.

While on the hovercraft, the careers were staring daggers at Katniss and Peeta. She didn't care. She's thinking of ways on how she could grab a bow or worse, make one if the gamemakers won't provide.

"Thanks," Peeta mumbled, again, breaking the line of her thoughts. When he sees that she's quite dumbfounded he quickly followed "Uhm I mean for that thing in the tunnel. You don't have to do that but thanks."

"You don't have to thank me. Now, we're quits" she replied quickly and irritated. A girl from the Capitol stood up with a tray and on it is a traumatically large syringe. The exotic looking girl somewhat told them that her name is Jaya. "I'm gonna be putting up trackers so we can track you in the arena" she stated.

Thank you, Ms Obvious.

Jaya was about to start putting trackers on us when a deafening blast shook us all. It threw Jaya overhead, the tray clanked noisly on the floor, the syringe flew and Katniss swear she saw the feared face of that Cato guy when he thought the needle would puncture him. She can hear the hovercraft engine whining and failing and realized that they were about to crash. After a few seconds, the other tributes realized it as well and fumbling out of the buttons in their belts for its release. As the hovercraft crashed, she can feel her head banging on every solid thing her head can reach.

She fought to maintain her consciousness but the throbbing in her head, the warm liquid feel in her temple, and the searing pain on her left arm had let her decide to give up.

I give up. Is this it? Fine. I'll drift off. I don't want to feel any more of this. I haven't even made it to the arena and we're dying already. I'm tired of putting up the strong act. I've got no chances in winning anyway.

Reviews pleaaase? I would really appreciate it if you would leave a review. Thaaanks! Hope you like this canny Katniss approach. For now, I'm gonna tell you I would make it hard for Cato to get into Katniss' heart. xoxo