Hi guys I just cannot contain myself, I have to write another chapter.

PinkPixie: Where are you? You normally make my day with a review like thirty seconds after I put a chapter up!

Ben: aww thanks for your kind words, they are always appreciated. You have no idea I was just writing in the mountain when I got your review haha, you will see the twist though because after all it's a quarter quell. Keep reviewing my friend.

Still don't own the hunger games

AND…. NOW THE MOMENT YOU'VE ALL BEEN WAITING FOR.

Let the 75th Hunger Games begin…

Gale is the first thing that runs through my mind as the gong sounds. As expected the careers are already fending off hoards of children running to their death. My feet won't move as I watch Begom stuck through the stomach with Katorin's sword.

Gale is running at me screaming at me to move. To our left is a mountain, to our right a forest; we would both feel more at home in the forest, but the mountain will provide much more protection. I can tell Gale is torn about which way to run too. We don't have time for that. Another thing we don't have time for is teaching me how to walk again. My legs have completely lost all function.

That doesn't faze Gale. He swoops me up in his arms and starts to run. He runs a dead on sprint into the forest. Apparently our love for the trees came out the victor in this battle. An arrow whizzes by my head and I shriek.

I guess the fact that you were friends all week doesn't stop people from trying to kill you here. I look back at Timbow just as a knife hits him in the back of the neck. The last thing I see before he disappears from my sight is his fallen body shaking as he chokes on his own blood.

Gale doesn't stop running or put me down despite my pleas until night falls. Night comes strangely sooner than usual and I could have sworn it was only the morning a few hours ago.

Boom. Boom. Boom. Boom. Boom. Boom. Boom. Boom. Boom. The bloodbath is over and nine kids will no longer smile, nine more families will never see their children again. Gale doesn't see the point in my shudders and tears when I hear the cannons; he's just trying to be brave for me though. I know inside he cares and his strong, rebellious heart is being ripped to shreds.

Gale helps me climb into a big tree and finds a branch we can both comfortably fit on. I look to the sky; we have no supplies at all. Maybe this would be a good time to ask for help, is that even allowed?

I open my mouth to say something but Claudius' voice fills the arena "Welcome tributes, I am pleased to announce our special twist to the seventy fifth annual hunger games. To remind us of the dark days, the games will be fought at night. In darkness just as we were during the dark days, there will be no further announcements at this time".

When he stops talking the anthem of Panem begins to play and Gale puts his arm around me. We both know what is coming next; we get to see who was lost and who is still standing in our way of going home.

I suck in a deep breath. Slowly I bring three fingers to my lips and then hold them out as the first fallen tribute shows up on the screen. It's the girl from three, they were right; the careers were just using her. The boy and girl from five follow. Next is the girl from six, and then her partner the boy from six. They were two of the tributes I never wound up meeting. Then I see Timbow's smiling face broadcasted around the arena. He was actually a really nice kid. Too bad no one will ever know. That means Kahana survived, so did Flicca because the next picture is Begom, who swore to Cable to protect her. The face I see next makes me choke and gag, Proctor, tiny little Proctor who could talk to anyone is dead. Who could even think to kill him? The last face is Seria; I know how much Golin must be hurting right now.

The sky goes dark again and I reach for Gale instinctively.

"I'm right here" he whispers holding me tighter "I always will be"

"Promise?" I whisper back, trying not to show how terrified I am.

I just wish I could go home. A voice, Caesar's, repeats one phrase over and over in my head "fight little angel fight".

Oh you can bet I'm going to fight. I'm about to bring light into this darkness and the Capitol is not going to like it one bit.