Wow, so I really have to give a thank you to Someone2003 for giving my first chapter an amazing review. It was the best review I could have asked for and it made my day when I saw that someone had taken their time to give me feedback. :) Thank you! So I wrote up the next part. Don't know how I feel about it. Reviews are welcome ^^

Chapter 2

Marvel stared back at me. He was expressionless which made it feel like I was laying there for hours, trying to pick out any feeling in his hard eyes. There was nothing. I wanted to yell at him. 'Just kill me and get on with it!' But he had to have only been looming over me for a few seconds.

The cries surround us were finally beginning to die and I risked taking a glance to my side. The last of the breathing tributes were finally making their way into the forest for cover. If only I could follow and be away from this massacre.

There was a small chorus of cheering then, making Marvel's shoulder tense. That's when it was visible, a certain flicker in his eye. But of what?

"You got him?"

My brown eyes moved to look behind Marvel at his fellow female tribute and the tributes from District 2.

Cato wiped at his face with his sleeve, taking in a triumphant breath. "I got him, Glimmer. You should've saw his face when I cornered him. Sliced his neck with one blow."

Clove laughed loudly, cleaning her bloodstained knives on the back of a dead tribute's jacket. She stood up, dusting herself off. "I almost got another one, 12, but she ran off." She said bitterly.

"We'll catch her." Cato reassured.

It was all a big joke to them and probably an even bigger joke to the audience who thought this was entertaining. It was only when the pressure of the spear tipped to my face disappeared, that I turned my attention back to my situation at hand.

"Is that the lot of them?" Glimmer questioned then, taking a sweep of the dirty grass with her eyes.

Marvel stared me down, making me feel hollow. "No." He voiced then, taking several steps back from me. He moved to the side and looked back at his allying friends. "One more." He pointed his spear at me in indication.

The sculpted smirk that had smuggled its way onto Cato's lips made the hairs on the back of my neck stick up in fear. His grip tightened on his sword, making his knuckles flex under his skin.

Traitor. This was the one word circulating my mind that I wanted to spit at Marvel. He had me where he wanted me, but no. My death wouldn't be that simple, he wasn't about to take my life away and easily leave. He has to alert his pack of dogs and make a finale out of me to show that the Games have truly begun.

Cato sniffed, eyeing my face fiercely with his blue eyes. "Good work. I'll take care of her." The broadening tribute immediately began to walk closer.

On instinct, I began to move away and looked around for any stray weapons laying around. My motion triggered the two girls though and they were fast to stand on either side of me, Glimmer kicking away a sharp rock that I might have been able to put to use. What was this, an execution?

"Wait." Marvel quickly said, extending his free hand to stop Cato in his tracks.

The blonde gave him a menacing look. His eyes, that had previously been lit up with the 'fun' he was about to inflict on me, seeped away into irritation. "What? Oh, don't tell me you've suddenly gone soft." He mocked. Cato chuckled and shook his head as he looked down at me. He gave a small nod as if he were listening to a private conversation. "Alright, if you want her so bad then you do it."

Ushered with a shove, Marvel frowned at me. It wasn't like I had done anything wrong, he was just mad to be put on the spot.

Glimmer rolled her eyes. "Just kill her. I'll do it myself if you want." She offered, raising an eyebrow.

"I was going to," Marvel explained. "But she begged me not to."

Clove snorted and shook her head, muttering a not so low, "Pathetic."

My brown eyes narrowed as my gaze burned on the District 1 male. How dare he. What reason did he have to lie? I didn't beg him. I wouldn't have begged anyone, even in this situation. No, Marvel was just making me look weak. I sat up straighter and opened my mouth to defend myself, but he shot me a look. It was a warning that said to stay quiet and go with it, that he knew what he was doing. For a moment, I thought to ignore what he wanted. In the back of my mind however, I could hear Finnick's low murmur for me to listen, to stay alive. So I shut my mouth and dropped my gaze.

Cato boredly rubbed at his eye. "Yet she's still breathing. I'm sorry, I didn't know we were suddenly giving mercy and allowing more people to join our alliance."

Marvel stood up straighter. "We didn't get to include her before hand, you couldn't make up your mind."

"I didn't know you had already made up yours." Cato challenged.

Marvel pinched the bridge of his nose to relieve the stress giving him the energy to keep arguing. "You saw how she can throw during training. She's an asset."

"No, she's a threat!" Cato yelled, making Glimmer flinch and shaking Clove out of examining her knives.

So that's why the blonde was being so reluctant. It's beyond me why Marvel is even fighting took keep me alive. This was a lie. I understand where this was coming from, even though I shook my head to clear it away. I couldn't prevent the small smirk on my lips from the comment, though. The knowledge was surprising, for someone like Cato to think I was a threat? Even though I didn't believe it, I could at least play it out.

Cato noticed my expression and became infuriated. "No, we can forget giving her a chance." He attempted to move forward, but Marvel stepped in front of him.

"I'll watch her. She's no threat." It was said so firm and serious that any hope of using it against Cato was diminished. "She's just a girl. Flesh and blood. Trust me, we can use her. And if it becomes a problem, I'll kill her myself." Marvel told.

I couldn't see his face, but his tone was final. It make my skin prickle. This wasn't what I wanted. Why didn't I run for the forest like that other girl had? At least then I could have avoided all of this. It must have worked too because Cato was actually giving up.

"You better watch her, because if you don't kill her, I will. Now why don't you and your little buddy start gathering supplies over there. And don't miss looking at the bodies in case they grabbed anything useful." Cato directed before stalking off in a separate direction to do the same.

Marvel waited for Clove and Glimmer to drift off before turning to face me. That was when I fully saw how exhausted he was. He let out a heavy sigh and the solemn expression he gave me was surprising because the hard edge to his eyes had thinned. By the time he extended his hand to help me to my feet, I knew he was doing his best to apologize silently.

I frowned at him and by the expression on his face, he had expected such a reaction. I lifted my hand to my sore nose and lightly touched it, but it wasn't broken. Pulling my hand away, I saw the warm, red blood that had materialized from Marvel's hit. And he wanted me to accept his help?

I wonder what my mentor was thinking now, hopefully not feeling too ashamed at how this was turning out for me. It probably wasn't playing well with the sponsors. I felt embarrassed for Finnick on my behalf and felt like less than nothing as I pushed myself up from the ground and around Marvel who had let his empty hand drop back to his side when I couldn't even meet his eyes.