This is my first time doing a hunger games fanfic. Clove/Katniss are one of my favorite pairings. I'm also pretty fond of Katniss/Johanna.
Now I will probably make this into a full story. I guess depending on how well people react to it. Just let me know if you like it and want to see more or not. After this chapter if you don't want to review that's fine. I only need them this time to see if it's worth putting up a whole story.
I do not own the Hunger Games. I am just playing with the creations.
~*Chapter 1*~
The Feast
"Rue is dead." The sentence kept turning around in my head. I had only known the young girl a short time but her death has me breaking down. Crying and screaming aren't the best things to do in the Hunger games but I couldn't help myself. The damn careers are going to pay for this. I wipe my eyes on my sleeve and begin to stand up when a loud noise sounds out from above.
"Attention tributes. Attention. The regulations acquiring a single victor has been suspended. From now on, two victors may be crowned if both originate from the same district. This will be the only announcement." My heart began to pound in my chest.
"Peeta." I whispered quietly before grabbing my bow and taking off through the woods towards the stream that Rue had told me he went to. The rushing of water told me that it was near.
"Peeta!" I whisper-shouted, hoping that if he was around that he would hear me. There was no response. Luckily he wasn't one for hiding his tracks and he left footprints in the mud. I followed them until they just disappeared.
"Peeta?" I let out a startled cry when a hand grabbed my foot before realizing that Peeta had managed to make himself blend into the mud and rocks. I grabbed his hand, helping him up as he wiped the mud off his face. There was a long bloody gash in his leg which kept him from really walking.
"What was it?" I asked as I took a closer look. I could tell how much it hurt.
"A sword. It's bad huh?" He asks as I put some pressure on it to stop the bleeding. It is very bad but I know I cant tell him that. I need to keep him optimistic.
"It's gonna be fine." A reassure him with a slight smile. I try to take care of the wound as best as I can but he keeps trying to interrupt me.
"Katniss." He says, trying to get my attention. I ignore him as I try to think of ways to stop the bleeding. I know he needs medicine but I have none left from when I had burned my leg.
"Katniss." He says again and this time I roll my eyes.
"No! I'm not going to leave you!" I finally shout at him. I don't know if it's because of how abandoned I felt when my mother checked out but I would never abandon someone who was in need. "I'm not going to do that." I whisper sincerely.
"Why not?" This boy is seriously starting to try my patience. I ignore him and help him walk until we find a cave.
"Nobody's going to find you in here." I tell him calmly as I lay him down on the ground.
"They already found me." Sighing, I stand up and pace the cave. Why is he being so negative?
"We'll just get you some medicine." He's already shaking his head at my suggustion.
"I'm not going to get many parachutes." My fists clench at inturruption.
"We'll figure something out." I say, hoping this will end our conversation. However I wasn't so lucky.
"Like what?" He asks, shifting to look at me.
"Something." I mumble before walking out of the cave and away from him.
Not long after leaving the cave there was another announcement about a feast. There would be something for all the remaining tributes because everyone desperately needed something. I figured District 12's would be medicine for Peeta. Without telling him, I headed towards the feast. Aside for Peeta and I, the tributes still alive were Cato, Clove, Thresh and the male tribute from 7 who's name I hadn't managed to remember. I crouched down in the woods and glanced out at the multiple capsules that held items for each of the remaining district's tributes.
"Please don't let anyone else be here." I silently begged, but as I thought the words Foxface shot into the open field and grabbed District 5's capsule before running safely back into the woods. No one else appeared, or tried to go after her. Figuring I was safe I ran towards our capsule. I had no problems grabbing it and I turned to go back in the direction I was heading. All of a sudden a knife shoots past my face, slicing my cheek before in bedding itself into the cornucopia.I look to where the knife came from to see none other than district 2's Clove. The look in her eyes is malicious. She has one purpose and one purpose only. To kill me.
"Wh.." I don't even get a full word out before she barrels towards me and knocks me to the ground. I try to struggle but she is trained for fighting whereas I am not. She keeps the advantage and places a blade against my throat.
"Where's lover boy?" She sneers, as the knife digs a little deeper into my skin. I don't say anything, afraid that whatever comes out of my mouth will only piss her off more. She looked to the side of me and sees the container I had picked up.
"Oh, I see. You were gonna help him. Well that's sweet!" She lets out a harsh laugh.
"Well, it's too bad that you couldn't help your little friend. That little girl, what was her name again? Rue? Yeah, well we killed her. And now, we're gonna kill you." I struggle harder against her as she raises the knife up. I wish I could change how things were. I wish I had killed Marvel before he killed Rue. I wish I could say goodbye to my family and to Gale and to everyone I love. All of a sudden a hand grabs a hold of Clove's and pulls her away from me.
"You kill her?" The large boy from district eleven shouts. This was Rue's district partner. Clove's eyes go wide with fear. An emotion I never thought I would see on her face. She look's towards the treeline and I see her district partner Cato watching closely.
"No!" She cries at Thresh as he shakes her. Technically she's right. It wasn't her who killed Rue. Marvel did, and just because she is a career dosen't mean she had anything to do with it.
"I heard you!" He cried as he slams her against the cornacopia.
"Cato!" Clove begins to yell to her partner, but he turns and walks away.
"You said her name!" Pure hate lingers in district 11's eyes as he shakes her again.
"Cato!" She cries again to no avail.
"Thresh, she didn't kill.." I'm cut off by the angry boy as he continues to yell at Clove.
"You said her name!" He slams her two times into the cornucopia before her body stills and he lets her fall to the ground. I felt my heart clench as her eyes rolled up into her skull. I was surprised at the feeling as she had planned on killing me only moments before. Thresh then turns and points a finger at me.
"Just this time 12! For Rue." I let out a sigh of relief as he runs off into the woods. I don't know what came over me but I crawled over to Clove. I hadn't heard the cannon go off yet. Maybe there was a chance that she could be saved. I felt her for a pulse but there was none.
"Come on." I said softly as I tipped her head back and placed my mouth onto hers. I pinched her nose and blew air into her before starting compression.
"Come on, come on." I mumbled as I checked once again for a pulse. Still nothing. I continued compression's and almost let out a cheer when she took a deep intake of breath. She was alive. I knew I had to get her somewhere safe otherwise someone would find us. I had a feeling if Cato found us he wouldn't hesitate to kill us both. I lifted her up, surprised at how light she was. She never seemed so small because of how big the fire inside her seemed to be.
"Let's get you somewhere safe." I told her unconcious frame as I headed back towards the cave. When I returned Peeta was also unconcious.
"Well I don't exactly have the most talkative company." I muttered as I lay her down next to him. I tip her head to the side to check her wound. It was still bleeding heavily, although I wasn't too worried. Head wounds always seemed to bleed a lot. I began to lather some of the medicine onto her before slowly removing all her throwing knives.
"I have a feeling it wouldn't be smart to have you wake up with access to these" I told her as I checked her over for any more wounds. She had another on her leg and one across her stomach which looked as though she came too close to someone's sword. I used most of the medicine tending to her wounds until a wheezing sound reminded me of my other patient.
"Whoops." I mumbled, crawling over towards Peeta so I could also take care of his wounds as well. Today had been a long day, with the loss of a friend and being so close to dying. I knew there wasn't much hope for me when it came to winning the hunger games. Even with Peeta on my side. I'm not going to try and delude myself into thinking Clove will just give in and help us when she wakes up. Chances are she will try and attack. What was I thinking saving her like that? I may have just completely thrown my chances of winning out the window. One thing was for sure. Whatever happens next is going to be surprising to us all.