Hey GUUUUYYYSS! New story. Based off of my newest obsession, SUPERNATURAL! NO SPOILERS PLEASE! Based off of season 3, it's just going to be a bit different.

(I've updated parts of this chapter as of December 2nd, 2014.)

Feel free to criticize and follow, review, or favorite.

-RC

It was often she found herself in these sort of situations. Life or death, to clarify. She also often accepted death, it was a part of the job. Another qualification of 'the job' was to exile all of her feelings to that deep black pit in her mind where they stayed until they all piled up and bust out of her. But, this time was it. The end.

She looked out of her one good eye at the man in front of her. She scowled at him, but the look didn't hold as his dogs plunged their teeth deep in her leg. Her scream vibrated around her as the animal ripped her flesh.

She understood then. It had planned this from the moment she'd made the deal. This was going to be a slow... drawn out process. Torture. Not just death as she'd hoped. He laughed at her cries and stood there, looking down upon her, like she was the dirty one. Ugh, demons. Even the thought was revolting.

So close to hell, she could see his true face. The sharp horrid thing smiled, in the way only it could do as it continued torturing her. Her hands tugged at the ropes around her wrists and tears poured out her eyes. Any happy thoughts vanished completely and she could only think of the situation at hand.

One thought did remain though. Prim.

Primmy.

The reason she was here. Sacrifice. 'Yes, you know why you're here, Everdeen. It's good to be here. You're broken without her. You can't live without her. It's not like you have anything else to live for...' She tried to fix this, find a way out. Prim was the one who convinced her she had a chance of outsmarting them but now look at her. On the brink of death, alone and scared.

Still, her resolve held as the man smacked her, "Tell me where she is!" he demanded.

She laughed at the thought. Dying here it this empty warehouse, for her sister, only to give her sister's location up. How dumb did he think she was? "Buddy, you're not gonna get anywhere with me and the clock's ticking. I suggest you give up and kill me already." Her hoarse laugh sent the message.

"I'll have you know, I still have five minutes before I have to give you up. I can do plenty with that kind of time."

She rolled her eyes (as well as she could with her busted face) and smirked. "Boss man's not gon' be happy with you, huh? I had one year and it's almost up, you can't keep me alive forever…"

"I think owning an Everdeen's soul will be good enough for him." She had to give him that. They were special, and only two were left. She also gave herself to him, willingly. So she was an easy buy, ripe for the picking. She shrugged and endured the pain, until she felt it. With each stab, cut, and slice her soul slowly separated from her body. She could feel it slipping, away from her. A deep fear struck her body rigid before she went limp again and let go, bringing all her inner demons with her.

But the last things she saw weren't the blue eyes of her sister that she'd seen all of her life. They were someone else's, deep and bright. They were what she clung to in death.

She wasn't there when Prim and Haymitch found her, hours later, cold and abused in the warehouse.

She wasn't there when Prim cried her eyes out at the sight.

She wasn't there when Haymitch comforted her, as a father might.

She wasn't there when Haymitch and Prim gathered her lifeless body and drove to a beautiful meadow.

She wasn't there when they burnt her body, a proper hunter burial, and looked on at the flames, feeling strong, if only for a moment.

She wasn't there when her bones were put into a small wooden casket.

She wasn't there when they put her in the ground to rest.

And she wasn't there when they drove away, gaping holes filling the empty space where their hearts had been.