This is my first ever crossover. I am not really sure where the story will go from here but I hope you like it.

So after, when he whispers, "You love me. Real or not real?"

I tell him, "Real."

Everything fades away into nothingness. I stand in darkness for a few moments. Then lights turn on. Bright, blinding lights. They disorient me for a moment. I have no idea where I am. I look at my surroundings. An empty room with blank, concrete walls. No windows, a single wooden door.

I know where I am now. The fear landscape room. In the Dauntless faction. With that revelation, everything comes crashing down on me. Everything I just witnessed. All of it. The Games, the rebellion. Everything. Everyone. Prim, Finnick, President Snow, even Gale and Peeta. It was all just in my fear landscape. Maybe not all of it. These names I recognize. They aren't made up. I actually know them, or at least know of them. But the rest of it, the games, the quell, the rebellion, me being the Mockingjay. It was just a simulation.

My breathing becomes quick and labored. My head begins to feel fuzzy. My hands shake violently. I squeeze my eyes shut and collapse to the ground. I curl up into a fetal position. This is all too much. I don't even know what to think of it. The Dauntless leader said I would have somewhere between 10 and 20 fears. How many did I have one huge fear or thousands of smaller ones? I don't know. I don't care.

I stay on the ground and concentrate on my breathing. I stay there until the door opens. I look up at the person who walks in. I recognize him. The dark haired, gray eyed boy from my fear landscape. He is more of a man really. His name is Gale Hawthorne. I think. At least, that is what it was in the simulation.

For some reason when I see him, anger runs through my veins. Which is weird, because I have never actually talked to him. But in the simulation, he killed Prim, my sister. So I have reason to hate him.

"Katniss?" he says softly. "My name is Gale Hawthorne. I work for Dauntless. I watched your simulation. Are you okay?"

I don't say anything. I just shake my head. I feel tears stream down my face. All of it was so real, so believable. I want to believe it, but I don't. Because I know I cannot.

Gale holds out his hand. "Come on," he says. "Lets get you out of here."

I look at his hand and debate whether or not to take it. I don't know what to do. I don't know this Gale. Not really. Except from what I saw in the simulation. Which I highly doubt is true. He is no coal miner, he isn't a hunter. And neither am I. He is a Dauntless leader. I am a confused, girl who has the unfortunate luck of being Divergent. I decide to take his hand. As soon as I touch him, I feel safe. Which is not something I expected.

He helps me up and leads me out of the fear landscape room. I avoid eye contact with the others. I recognize their faces and their names pop in my mind. They all starred in my simulation. Cato originally from Dauntless was the terrifying boy from District 2. Delly the kind girl from Candor was somewhat of a friend of mine in District 12. And Annie who came here with me from Amity was in my simulation, even if she was older there. And many others.

I follow Gale into the hallway. It is empty, free of other Dauntless. He turns to face me. His face is kind. Different than what I saw in my simulation. There is was always angry and rebellious looking. Except in the early parts of the simulation, before I went to the games. When he was still a good friend and hunting partner. With all these memories from the simulation, I do not know what to think of him.

"Your fear landscape was very..." he pauses while he searches for the correct word. "Interesting." Is the word he decides to use.

"Interesting?" I ask.

Gale nods. "Yes. Very interesting. Unlike anything I have seen before," he says. "I don't know what to think of it. None of the Dauntless leaders do. We have never seen anything like what we saw with you."

Great, I think. In the simulation, I was the odd one out. The Mockingjay. And now here, I am too. But I already knew I was anyway. Being Divergent. Which isn't something I should be proud of. Being Divergent can get me killed. Plutarch Heavensvee told me that when I went to get tested for my faction. Plutarch Heavensbee. That name was in my simulation as well. He was a gamemaker. And a rebel.

All of the names in the simulation are those of real people. I think of all the names that immediately come to mind. Gale for instance. He is a Dauntless leader here. In the simulation he was my best friend and hunting partner. He was a rebel. Primrose, she still lives with my mom in Amity. In the simulation she was my sister as well. She had a pet cat an a goat. She died. Then there is Peeta Mellark. He lives in Amity. He stayed there this year. We didn't talk much. We went to school together. That's about it. But in the simulation he was a baker in District 13. We went to the games together. He loved me. And I loved him. Even though it took about a year for me to realize it. He was always there for me. Even when he was hijacked. But here, I know next to nothing of the so called boy with the bread.

"So what are you going to do?" I ask nervously.

"I don't know what we are going to do," Gale says. "Why don't you just head over to the banquet for now. I'll see if I can talk to you later about your simulation."

I nod and begin to make my way to the pit. Gale's voice stops me.

"Are you okay?" he asks for the second time.

Now that I am not curled up into a ball, I actually thing about the question. Am I okay? After all tat I went through, it's highly likely that I am not. But I lie and say. "I'm fine. The simulation was just...overwhelming."

Gale nods and goes back to the feat landscape room to watch the rest.

I walk to the pit. That is where the banquet will be held. I pass a few people. I recognize them from my simulation. I don't know all by name. But I definitely saw them. I pass a girl and the name Johanna Mason comes to mind. She was in the 3rd quarter quell with Peeta and me. She was also a rebel. I pass and attractive bronze haired man. Finnick Odair. He was from District 4. He was also in the quell and a rebel. He died protecting me, the Mockingjay. I remember in the simulation, he married Annie Cresta. This is all so strange. Seeing people I know but I don't really know. My mind cannot compute it correctly. I just want to go to the dorm room and lay down and sleep.

That is what I decide to do. I don't care about the banquet. I don't want to know how bad I did. In the first round I was ranked seventh. Out of ten. The previous round I was first. But only because I am Divergent. I can control the simulation. Change it to my will. And for the third round, the fear landscape round, I have no idea what to expect. My fear landscape was nothing like the experience I had when I went through Gloss's. That name, Gloss, I recognize as well. He is a Dauntless leader along with Gale. But in my simulation he was from District 1. He and his sister, Cashmere, we're in the quarter quell with me. And I killed him. After he killed Wiress. Wiress? I know I have heard that name as well. Not from my simulation, but here. I just cannot place where. Along with every other name from the simulation.

When I get to the dormitory, I expect it to be empty. Everyone else would be either still waiting to get tested or at the banquet. So I am surprised to see someone sitting on a bed. It's a girl, no doubt. Her hair is long and dark. I don't know who she is. Not until I see her face. Then I'll know here from two places, here and in my simulation. She turns her head toward me, I can place her name immediately. Clove. From District 2 and Candor.

She smiles at me. "Hey, Katniss," she says nicely.

From my experience in the simulation, I cannot help but cringe a bit when she says my name. In my fear landscape I met her during my first hunger games. She was a career and very skilled at throwing and using knives. She attacked me once and tried to cut me to death, until the boy from 11 smashed her skull in with a rock, saving my life.

But here, we met when we both switched factions. She is actually quite nice.

"Hi, Clove," I say.

Her Candor trained ears and eyes can sense something is wrong with me. I can tell. "Is something the matter?" she asks.

I avoid eye contact and shake my head. "I'm fine," I lie. I know, I most certainly am not fine.

Out of the corner of my eye I can see her purse her lips. "Did something bad happen in your fear landscape?"

I shrug. "Sort of. It was just shocking, I guess," I say lightly.

"Oh," Clove says. "I have 13 fears. They were all quite terrible. In one of them, I had to shoot my sisters."

I sigh. I would have given anything for that fear over what I had to go through. Because, I know I wouldn't actually be shooting Prim. I know it would just be a simulation. But all the time I was in my feat landscape, it was so real. I thought it was real. All of it. And that scares me.

"How many fears did you have?" Cloves asks.

"A lot," I say. Because its true and because I don't know the real answer. How many fears do I have? The fear landscape did not tell me that.

"Oh," Clove says. She looks down at her watch. Then back up at me. "The banquet is in twenty minutes. I'm going to head down there. Are you coming?"

I shake mu head. "No," I say. "I don't feel very well. I'm just going to stay here. You and the others can just tell me about it."

"Okay," Clove says before leaving.

I walk over to my bed and lay down. I replay all of the simulation in my mind. Growing up. Prim being born. My dads death. The feeling of nearly dying from starvation. That day in the rain when Peeta threw the bread at me that saved my life. My first meeting with Gale. To the reaping. Prim being chosen. Me volunteering. Going into the games. Peeta saying he loves me. Kissing him. Then winning the games with Peeta. Going back into he games during the quell. Getting rescued. Peeta being hijacked and calling me a mutt. The rebellion. Me being the Mockingjay, the face of the rebellion. Falling back in love with Peeta. All the way up until the end. When he asked "you love me. Real or not real" and when I told him "real". Real? It was so real.

I try the thing that the doctors in 13 told me to do in the simulation. Listing the simplest things about myself.

My name is Katniss Everdeen. I am sixteen years old. I am Divergent, living in the Dauntless faction. My home was originally Amity. It is also District 12. I was in the hunger games. I won. I went back, I escaped. I am the Mockingjay...

No, no. This is all wrong. Most of this was just in my simulation. It's not real. It cannot be real. I do not want it to be real. Yet I do. But I don't. It's so confusing. I think of the game we played with Peeta in my simulation. Real or not real. And I wonder, was the simulation real? Or not real? I am not even remotely sure. I just lay down and close my eyes and fall asleep.

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