This is something that popped into my head a while ago, and I decided to really develop it, because the idea just wouldn't budge. So, chapter one is here! It may be taken down for beta reading, so be aware that this is pretty rough.

Oh, and I don't own the Hunger Games, Glee, or any characters in either series.

Finn sprinted down the dirt track, rocks flying everywhere from underneath his shoes. Panting as he ran, he looked behind him once and pushed forward down the street. Stealing food was getting harder and harder these days, especially with the new rules stated in President Snow's most recent speech, and the installation of an actual law enforcement in the slums.

Reaching home, Finn stumbled through the front door, and into his mother's arms. Catching his breath, he extracted the loaf of bread he had stuffed down his shirt at the market. Presenting it to his mother, he gave a half smile.

"It took a while to pluck up the courage to get this, 'specially with all those Peacemakers running around with the new buzz batons." Carole Hudson-Hummel tutted.

"You shouldn't have Finn! You know how dangerous it is to do that. For the life of me, I don't know why don't you just buy it?" Finn laughed.

"Come on Mom, d'you know how much a loaf of bread costs now? 4 silver pieces. You know we can't afford that. Besides, it's more fun this way." Shaking her head, Carole took the bread out of Finn's hands and walked over to the kitchen.

"Alright, but this is the last time, you hear me? You don't want to be caught stealing from them this time of year." Finn rolled his eyes. The Reaping was approaching and everyone knew that anyone misbehaving had every chance of being picked as a Tribute.

"Mom, nothing's going to happen. Kurt and I didn't get picked the last 5 years, we won't get picked this year."

"Well, what about your friends? Aren't you worried for them, huh?" Leaning on the table, Finn made a face at his mother.

"Mom, they won't get picked either. You know there's always the volunteers. Though I don't know why they even want to volunteer for-"

"-And you'd best be careful what you say, Finn Hudson. We don't want any unwanted visitors, do we?" Finn sighed.

"No, Mom."

Within that same moment, the front door swung open to reveal the other half of Finn's family- Burt and Kurt Hummel. Carole rushed over and made a fuss over Kurt. Unsurprisingly, he was sporting a black eye for the third time that week. Seeing this, Finn growled and made to run out the door. Kurt grabbed his shoulder, though, and pulled him back.

"It's not worth it Finn! Really, it was my fault." Finn shook his brother's hand off.

"I'm gonna kill 'em." Burt interrupted.

"Finn. As much as I would love to let you go do this, hurting them isn't going to solve anything." Blinking back tears of anger, Finn nodded stiffly.

"O-Ok Burt."

Ending the night in tears was a Hudson-Hummel family tradition. It wasn't because they fought, but rather because the rest of the world seemed to enjoy the family's misfortune. Most of the abuse was doled out on Kurt, the youngest and weakest boy in the District. Kurt had also realised in the last year or so that he was gay. He had confessed to his father and one boy from school had overheard. This lead to the weekly abuse he now received.

However, since Kurt's father and Finn's mother had married, people had seemed to lay off Kurt a little. Maybe it was the fact that Finn and Kurt had become very close- as brothers, nothing more- and there seemed to be an understanding that anyone who messed with Kurt was messing with Finn.

This arrangement had been well and good, until the last month or so. A particularly bold boy called Azimio had ignored Finn's warnings and thought it was cool to harass Kurt and the problem had quickly escalated. Between the bullies at school and the constant pressure to provide for the family, Kurt had been shoved to the bottom of the food chain once again.

Despite all this, and everything that came their way, the Hudson-Hummel family were still there- they were still surviving, no matter what.

The next day, Finn approached Azimio and his goons at school. It had to be him that had hit Kurt last night. No one hated his brother more than these idiots.

"Hey, Azimio!" He called. The boy turned around.

"Well, if it isn't LadyBoy's boy toy! You going to go suck him off now?" He jeered. His cronies sniggered. Finn ignored the cheap shot.

"Leave him alone." He said in a tired voice.

"Or what?" More sniggering from the other guys. Finn's eyes narrowed. Today he didn't merciful- especially after last night.

"How about you leave him alone- or I will fucking beat your face in."

He placed particular emphasis on every word, making himself sound way more dangerous than he actually was. In truth, Finn had never hit anyone in his life.

"Ooh! Boy Toy's getting scary!" Azimio taunted. Finn's hands slowly curled into fists and every muscle tensed, ready for a fight. There probably would have been one, if a teacher hadn't chosen that moment to walk past the little scene.

"Hey! What's going on here?" They called out. Finn looked towards the voice- it was only then that he realised they had attracted a small crowd. Turning back to Azimio as the teacher pushed through into the centre, Finn struggled to keep his gaze from wavering.

"Nothing's going on, sir." He said through gritted teeth. The teacher looked from Azimio, who was doing his best to look innocent, to Finn, who was trying not to throw himself at Azimio and his sidekicks. Both sides knew that if they told the truth about the situation, nothing would happen anyway. No one at school cared about Kurt, so Azimio and his friends could get away with anything. The teacher finally deduced that nothing violent was going on, and therefore there was no one to punish. Finn set his jaw and began to walk away too. Azimio, however, wasn't going to let Finn get away this time.

"What, is that it, Hudson?" He crowed. Finn just shook his head, trying to ignore the annoying insults Azimio threw at him.

"You are a coward! Just like your father!"

The words echoed in Finn's brain, and he saw red.

Before he knew it, he was on top of Azimio, beating him to a bloody pulp. Finn released every bit of anger he had Azimio, striking every part of him that wasn't protected. It wasn't long before two pairs of strong arms gripped his own and pulled him back. On one side, he saw Kurt- on the other he saw the teacher that had approached them before.

"WHAT IS GOING ON HERE!" He thundered. Azimio stood up, holding his face in his hands. Finn was oddly pleased to see that his nose bleeding, he had a split lip and a bruise was starting to form on his right eye. He shook the teacher and Kurt off his arms and the teacher ran over to attend to the now whimpering Azimio.

Finn didn't wait around for anyone to yell at him- he just ran. Oblivious to anyone who might be calling out to him, he sprinted out of the building and down a dirt track. It wasn't long before he hit a dead end- an eletrified fence. Luckily, there was a hole, which was big enough for Finn to climb through and the fence wasn't always on. Quickly he tested the fence for electrification, ducked through the hole and kept going. He reached the tree cover and found a little clearing. It was then that he sat down and rested his head in his hands. Tears were running down his face and he let them- why bother trying to dry them? Even more would fall. He huddled there, quietly sobbing, until he heard a twig snap. Finn immediately jumped to his feet. On guard, he turned around to find himself face to face with Kurt, who looked very accusing, but confused. Hastily Finn tried to wipe the tears away. He had to be a good big brother. He had to be strong, dependable. He couldn't cry. Kurt just tutted and looked to Finn for an explanation as to what had just happened.

"Kurt, I-I..." Finn tried to form a sentence, but none would come. Kurt took in Finn's appearance- especially noting the tear tracks on his face and the blood on his hands- literally.

"He insulted your father, didn't he?" Kurt said, his voice slicing through the air. Finn still couldn't say anything, so he nodded instead. Kurt's expression softened. He awkwardly stepped forward and slipped his arms around Finn's middle. In turn, Finn wrapped his arms around Kurt's neck, his tears running freely now. They stood there for a while, until Finn's sobs subsided. Kurt silently slid his hand into Finn's and led him home.

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