All My Fault

Part 2.1

The Games

Special thanks to mourneroffictionaldeaths and Accidental Genius 23.

Disclaimer: I do not own The Hunger Games, but I deeply respect Suzanne Collins who does


Katniss POV

Peeta's interview last night left everyone feeling sorry for him. Mine left them sobbing, an injured Peeta, and an angry Haymitch. Sure, I was mad, too, but I've been told I always act angry.

Peeta and I, along with the other twenty-two tributes are on the hovercraft. Some lady walks around.

"Give me your arm." She said when she got to me.

"What is that?" I asked.

"Your tracker." She said, grabbing my my arm and inserting the tracker under my skin.


I walked into my dressing room, where Cinna stood waiting for me. He helped me into my jacket and pinned my Mockingjay pin on my shirt.

"Remember: I'm betting on you, Girl on Fire." He said. "Haymitch should be here soon." He said, leaving the room. It's custom for each tribute to have two visitors that aren't tributes. Usually it's the two mentors, but I only have one. Haymitch walked into the room and hugged me.

"Stay alive, sweetheart. I'll be waiting for your return." He turned to leave, then stopped.

"Oh, and don't step into your platform just yet. You have one more visitor." He exited the room.

I waited there a few minutes before the door swung open again, revealing none other then Finnick Odair.

"Finnick!" I cried, sounding a little more happy than I wanted to. I was in his arms in a moment.

"Remember not to get caught up in the bloodbath. As soon as that buzzer goes off, you run like he'll away from there. I'll make sure you get everything you need." He said.

"It's a forest." I blurted out. He raised an eyebrow.

"How do you know?"

"I… I may have sold myself to a gamemaker. He didn't do anything, though. He just wanted to talk. That's all." I said, shamefully.

"Why'd you do that, Katniss?"

"He also promised as long as Seneca Crane was Gamemaker, then Prim wouldn't be reaped. I had to do it, Finnick. If I refused, he said he would put her name in double each year. That means four next year, then six, then eight, then…"

"I can add, Katniss. What was the gamemaker's name?" Finnick cut me off.

"I think it was Abimelech Coin."

Finnick cursed under his breath. "Coin. That two-faced son of a…" he seemed to remember that I may be dying in the next two weeks. Maybe it wasn't the best time to talk about this. "Good luck Katniss. May the odds be ever in your favor." He kissed the top of my head. Normally, I would've punched him, but I was so scared, I didn't. My lip trembled.

"Don't leave me!" I screamed, grabbing his arm.

"No," he whispered, shaking his head. "Of course I'll stay. I'll be watching out for you up to the day you die." A metallic female voice said.

"Ten seconds before launch," Finnick lightly pushed my back.

"Go, Katniss. I'll be waiting for you." I stepped onto the elevator. The glass doors closed around me, startling me. I snapped back around. Finnick had his hands on the glass, so I put mine there too, so they were only separated by the glass door. He said something I couldn't quite hear. My entire body shook. The platform started to rise. Terror engulfed my mind. Think of Prim. You're doing this so Prim can live. That's a good thing. I tried to imagine Prim's blond hair and blue eyes, but instead what came to mind was bronze hair and green eyes. I looked around and saw Abimelech had kept his promise. There was a small clearing with the Cornucopia and a lake surrounded by a forest. To my right was Marvel from District 1. On my left was the boy from District 7. Directly in front of me was a silver bow. I could get it and get out. I was the fastest runner at school. I could do it. Ten Seconds until the games. I thought.

Nine

Eight

Seven

Six

Five

Four

Three

Two

One.

I was the first one at the Cornucopia. I grabbed my bow and a pack. As I was running, the boy from District 7 tackled me from behind. This is it. I thought. I'm sorry, Prim. Suddenly, he crumpled. I saw the Marvel's spear sticking out of his back. Before I could get up, Glimmer from District 1 took my bow. She was going to kill me, too, but the boy from District 5 attacked her. I grabbed my bright orange backpack and ran. A knife lodged itself into it. I turned and saw the girl from 2 chasing me. She gave up once I reached the woods.

I ran and ran until I found a suitable tree. I climbed until I was about twenty feet up before opening the bag. Matches. An empty water bottle. Iodine. Rope. A sleeping bag. Coiled wire. Sun glasses. And some dried fruit. Well that won't last me long. Maybe I can get my bow back from Glimmer before I run out. Until than, I'll have to just us snares. There are plenty of branches and I have a knife. I'll be fine.

Boom. The cannon startled me. The bloodbath was over.

Boom.

Boom.

Boom.

Boom.

Boom.

Boom.

Boom.

Boom.

Boom.

Boom.

I count eleven.

I crawled into my sleeping bag, tied myself to the tree, and used the pack as a pillow. I was just falling asleep when I heard the Panem anthem play. First to show up was the District 3 female. I groaned, because that means that careers from 1 and 2 are still alive. Marvel, Glimmer, Cato, and Clove. Next is the boy from 4. Triton. Finnick's tribute. None of the rest meant anything. Rue and Peeta were still alive.

Again, I was just dozing off when I was awoken by a snapping sound. My head shot up. There was a girl sitting at a fire. You idiot! That's the number one way to get killed. Smooth. Real smooth. The careers came by and killed her. I finally got to sleep


I finally found water. In fact, I was by my little stream when the careers found me. I ran and climbed a tree. They tried to shoot me, I taunted them. They got sick of me. They decided to wait me out. That's when I finally heard the parachute.

AN: so, not my favorite chapter. I'm going to skip some things and only write the most important parts because Of don't want you reading pretty much the same book all over again. Review! Also, I love feedback, so if you want anything in the storyline let me know! Also, do you guys like Katniss or Finnick POVS better? Or should I add another meltdown into the mix?