Here comes the fog. Deadly fog. enjoy!

It stung. The fog. Tiny, searing stabs. Wherever the water droplets touched him.

"Run!" Cried Katniss.

Finnick jerked awake. Peeta was on his feet, but not as alert.

"What is it? What is it?" He asked.

Link, without thinking, and before Finnick could, grabbed Mags, and ran off, His protective instincts towards everyone here taking over. Finnick ran after him. Katniss grabbed Peeta's arm, and ran after Link and Finnick.

"Some kind of poisonous gas." Katniss answered Peeta's question. "Hurry Peeta!" But it wasn't working. Peeta, still weak from dying earlier, went real slow. Much slower than usual. Katniss ran back towards him, and said, "watch my feet. Just try to step where I step." It worked slightly, but not enough.

Link and Finnick slowed down to let the two catch up. The fog still came at them. Link began shouting words of encouragement to them, Finnick joining in.

Peeta tripped suddenly. Link ran over to help them, Mags still on his back. He looked at Peeta, and realized that something else was happening to him. Something worse than the overbearingly painful blisters. The left side of his face sagged, as if every muscle in it had died. "Peeta-" Link heard Katniss say.

Link suddenly began to jerk around. It burned. It burned so much. His muscles, like Peeta's were not cooperating with him. He turned so that Mags would face away from the fog. Link managed to yank Katniss and Peeta forward, which only caused Peeta to stumble again. Trying to get Peeta up was useless. And Link was getting worse every second. His arms were barely controllable. He couldn't do it. He looked up at Katniss, who wasn't as bad as him and Peeta. Finnick came back to help. That didn't help either.

"It's no good. I'll have to carry Peeta." Said Finnick. He suddenly looked over at Link when he heard him cry out, and fall on his knees, Mags falling down with him.

"Don't worry about me!" He gritted his teeth through the pain. "I can get through... Katniss, can you handle Mags?" Katniss hesitated before squatting down, and letting Mags climb on her back. She seemed to be able to handle it for now.

Finnick took the lead with Peeta, moving in a diagonal line down the hill, keeping a distance away from the gas, while steering them towards the water the surrounded the Cornucopia. Link lunged himself forward, falling onto his arms. Katniss looked back at him with concern.

"Go!" He cried. "Go!" Katniss obeyed. Link managed to get back on his feet, and start running as fast as his weak legs could carry him.

Up ahead, Katniss began to falter. She fell, Mags still on her back. She tried to get back on her feet, but failing miserably, causing Mags to roll off. Link managed to catch up to her, collapsing when he made it. Finnick backed up again, Peeta hanging off his shoulder.

"It's no use." Katniss told him. "Can you take them both? Go on ahead, we'll catch up." Link tried to push up on his arms before feeling them go out of control, and falling again. He jerked around on the ground, his gasps sounding painful, but not enough to be the biggest concern.

"No." Link heard Finnick say. "I can't carry them both. My arms aren't working. I'm sorry Mags, I can't do it."

What happened next was so fast, Link and Katniss couldn't take it in immediately. Mags suddenly hulled herself up, planted a kiss on Finnick's lips, hobbled straight into the fog.

Link managed to cry out, not very loudly, but enough to be heard by Katniss, as he watched Mags fall to the ground through the fog in a horrible dance.

The canon blasted, indicating that she was dead. They couldn't help her. "Finnick?" Katniss called out, but Finnick had already continued his retreat from the fog. Katniss and Link staggered after him.

They followed Finnick until he collapsed on the ground, Peeta still on top of him. Katniss tripped over them. Link fell just before he reached them. He couldn't move. He couldn't do it. This was where he was going to die. He didn't bother to look back at the fog. He laid there, waiting for more pain to come. He squeezed his eyes shut.

About a minute passed.

Katniss croaked from in front of him. She tried to speak again, more clearly this time. "It's stopped." She said. Link moved his head just enough to see the fog getting vacuumed upward until it disappeared entirely. The fog was gone.

Peeta rolled off Finnick. They all laid there, gasping and twitching. Link groaned. Blisters covered his body. They stung so bad.

"Mon-hees" said Peeta. Link looked up, and spotted a pair of what he guessed were monkeys. They had orange fur, and were about half the size of a full-grown human. Link took the monkeys as a good sign. They probably wouldn't hang around if the air was deadly.

Finnick, Katniss, Link, and Peeta began to crawl, now unable to walk. They made it to the sandy beach, and headed towards the water. Link collapsed again before he made it. This time, he was unable to get back up. Finnick never made it either. Katniss and Peeta soked in the water for several minutes before feeling functionally enough to help them. They wore only their undergarments. Katniss approached Link while Peeta took over Finnick.

Katniss stripped off Link's blue jumpsuit, and the shirt he wore underneath. Link wasn't unconscious, but his eyes were closed. He trusted that Katniss knew what to do to help him, since she seemed to be fine herself after slipping into that water. She didn't drag him into the water. Link knew that her arms would be too weak to do that. Katniss went, fetched some water in her hands, carried it over, and poured it on his neck.

Link groaned in pain. It burned so badly. But he could feel the poison being drawn out. Over and over Katniss poured salt water on him. Link knew that Peeta was doing the same to Finnick, who didn't lie all that far away from himself. After a few minutes of this, He heard Katniss whisper something to Peeta, unable to make out what she said. He felt himself being pulled by his ankles into the water. First only his ankles went in. A few minutes passed. Then his mid-calf. Wait. His knees. Bit by bit he felt himself recovering. He finally opened his eyes when his body was neck-down underwater.

Katniss placed his head in her lap. He looked over at Finnick to see that he was also neck-down underwater. He seemed fine. Link was glad to see that.

"Your heads are all that's left, guys." Peeta told them. "That's the worst part, but you'll feel much better after, if you can bear it." Katniss helped Link to sit up, and Peeta did the same with Finnick. Link gripped Katniss's hand as he purged his eyes, nose, and mouth.

Peeta was right. It hurt like crazy. But it did feel much better afterward.

Katniss stayed with Link and Finnick while Peeta left to tap a tree. Link laid on the beach, still soaking, when he felt Katniss place a small object on his chest. He reached for it, bringing his ocarina within sight. Katniss had also laid his belt, shirt, knife, and sword beside him. Link put his ocarina in the pouch still tied to his belt, and sat up, slowly. Finnick did the same, testing his limbs. He went out in the water, and began to swim. His even strokes. His dives. He must have been feeling much better. He remained underwater so long that Link thought he had drowned. But then Finnick popped up right beside Katniss.

"Don't do that." Katniss told him.

"What? Come up, or stay under?"

"Either. Neither. Whatever. Just soak in the water and behave, like Link." She looked up at the young man on the beach, who looked back, and waved slightly. Katniss looked back down at Finnick. "Or if you feel this good, let's go help Peeta." They walked to the shore.

"How are you?" Katniss asked Link. In response, Link stood slowly, grabbing his belt and shirt on the way up. He gave her a small smile. Katniss smiled back. Link pulled the shirt over his bare torso, and wrapped the belt around his waist. Finnick bent over, grabbed Link's knife and sword, and handed them to Link. He took them, nodding in thanks. He stuck the knife in his belt, and strapped his sword across his back. He followed Katniss and Finnick into the jungle to help Peeta.

Katniss suddenly stopped. Link and Finnick followed suit. They followed her gaze upwards.

They had arrived so silently. And in great numbers. How long had they been standing there? Monkeys weighed down the branches of several trees, make that every one in sight. They didn't look as welcoming as the first two did. Peeta, who stood by a tree, seemed to be unaware of them.

Katniss armed her bow with two arrows. Finnick gripped his trident. Link felt his hand go up to the hilt of his sword. "Peeta." Katniss tried to sound calm. "I need your help with something."

"Okay, just a minute. I think I've just about got it. Yes, there. Have you got the spile?"

"I do. But we've found something you'd better take a look at. Only move toward us quietly, so you don't startle it."

"Okay." Said Peeta casually. He turned towards them, and started walking. He tried to be quiet, but that was never a thing that he was real good at. He suddenly sensed them, and glanced upwards quickly.

The monkeys exploded. There fangs were bared. Hackles raised. Claws shooting out. It wasn't natural.

Link unsheathed his sword in a split second. "Mutts!" He cried out.

Katniss shot down monkey after monkey. Peeta slashed at them with his knife. Finnick speared them with his trident. Link flew his sword at each one in sight.

Katniss ran out of arrows. But then she remembered that Peeta had his own sheath that he wasn't using. "Peeta!" She shouted. "Your arrows!"

Peeta began sliding the sheath off his body when it happened. A monkey lunged for Peeta's chest. Link and Finnick were too occupied to help. Katniss threw her knife at it, but it managed to dodge it. She ran for him. She had to take the hit herself. But she knew she couldn't make it on time.

6 does though. She ran in front of him, coming from nowhere. Making sure that Peeta would not be harmed. She screamed, Her hands raised as if to embrace the monkey.

The monkey's fangs sank into the chest of the morphling from District 6.

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