Rory hadn't said much since they lost Amy. Everything just wasn't the same. When Mickey said something stupid, Rose waited for the familiar sarcastic response to pierce the air, but it never did. Just silence. And pain.

However bad it was for Rose, she could only imagine how bad it must've been for Rory. But that's why they had to keep going. For Amy. It's what she would've wanted, for Rory to live. Even if she couldn't…

Rose shivered. She'd been too distracted to realise how cold it was. She glanced up to see Mickey coming down to sit next to her. She gave him a warm smile, and in that moment, any ice that had existed between them melted away. He leaned in closer to her, and whispered something into her ear. "I'm a bit worried about Rory, frankly. He seems kind of lost." Rose frowned. It was hard seeing Rory lose the light in his eyes.

"Me too," Rose said softly. Rory was quietly talking to Jack. But about what, Rose didn't know. But she could guess.

All of the sudden, Panem's anthem rings. Up in the sky appears a picture of one of the fallen tributes. Bolt, District Three. Harvey, District Nine.

"Looks like only ten tributes left," noticed Mickey. Rose said nothing. That means fourteen were dead.

Rose awoke to the delightful song of a songbird. It was calming, and remind her of home. Her companions were already awake it seemed. She sat up, and suddenly the singing stopped.

The birds sitting on the trees suddenly went stiff, and rigid. One of them let out a loud squawk, and all the birds swooped down and started attacking them. Rose shrieked and let out a cry as a bird came and scraped it's beak across her arm, tearing the skin. Immediately, her arm starting gushing blood. Pain seared through it. She tried to run, but there were too many birds. Another bird flew down and took a chunk out of her leg.

She tripped and fell on the ground, just being scratched and bit and attacked by more birds. Jack ran over, and swooped her off of the ground, swatting away birds as he carried her off. Blood ran down her arms and legs, burning. It hurt so bad she broke into tears. Jack was cut up pretty bad too, but he had Rose. And Rose needed to make it.

Mickey and Rory weren't faring too well against the birds. A huge gash was cut out of Mickey's left arm, and blood was pouring out of it. "What are these things, mutts?" Mickey yelled.

"What else would be attacking us?" cried Rory.

"Hopefully nothing!" Mickey said stupidly. A bird stuck its beak into his wound, and Mickey yelped in pain. Rory grabbed Mickey's good arm, and pulled him out to where Jack and Rose were heading. There were just so many birds, Jack was unsure what to do. A female voice screamed. Rose leaped out of Jack's arms and ran back into the swarm. "ROSE, WAIT!" Jack cried to no avail. He ran in after her.

Rose noticed someone lying on the ground, being viciously attacked by these monstrous birds. She recognised her. Martha, from training. "Jack, help me carry her!" Rose begged. Without hesitating, Jack picked up Martha and started carrying her back to safety (more or less). Martha groaned, and twitched in Jack's arms.

Rose ran over to Mickey and Rory, and Jack sat Martha down at their feet, safely away from the bird swarm, which seemed to be staying in that enclosed area.

Martha opened her eyes. "I'm alive?" she said feebly. Rose nodded.

"You're alive."

Rose applied the cream to Mickey's wounds. They'd been lucky to have gotten something from that "D" guy, but Rose still had no idea who they are. The silver parachute came with some ointment and a note. Put it on your wounds. -D. After applying some onto her gashes, they seemed to heal up pretty nicely within an hour or so. Everyone else did the same, and now they're mostly healthy again.

Martha was very grateful to be alive. The birds caught her completely off guard and she had been alone since Calico, her friend and ally had died. "Thank you, Rose. You didn't have to save me back there. But you did." Rose smiled.

"It was the nice thing to do," she said. Martha looked at her.

"You saved my life. I'm here because of you," Martha reminded her.

"It was Jack, mostly. He carried you out of there," admitted Rose.

"But he didn't have to. You came for me."

"And you're here now."

"Yes, I am. Thank you, Rose." Rose pulled Martha into a tight hug, and whispered something to her.

"You are not alone."

"YOU'RE BIRD MUTTATIONS HAVE FAILED."

"I- I- I'm sorry, my Lord. Please forgive me."

"YOU WILL BE EXTERMINATED! YOU WILL BE EXTERMINATED!"

"PLEASE, NO, DON-"

A/N: Sorry for the irregular update schedule. I've been really busy, but I'll try to get back into the rhythm of things. See you next Friday! (I hope!) And don't forget to leave a review, and possibly follow? Or favourite? Thanks for reading!