Hi there. So, I'm sorry for the late update. I was writing this morning, was about halfway done, and my laptop decided to overheat and shut itself off. So, my work went bye bye. After that I had things to do, and I finally had the time to write this now, at 9 pm EST.

Note: Never mind the whole Jesse is gay thing. I changed his death, so it doesn't matter,

Disclaimer: Really? Glee and The Hunger Games aren't mine.

Kurt's POV

Blaine and I had found ourselves in a park. We were tired, so we lay down, facing each other on our sides.

"Hi," he says.

"Hi," I reply, "what's up?"

"I'm scared," he replies.

"It's fine," I say, "me too."

"Can I kiss you?" Blaine asked.

"Sure," I say. We both sit up, and our lips connect. We carry on the kiss, but when Blaine tries to progress it, I stop him.

"Not in the arena," I say.

"Kurt, we may never make it out of here. This may be our last chance," he said, "please?"

"No," I say, "plus, you are going to win this and you are going to move on and fall in love with someone else."

"No," Blaine said, "I got you into this mess and you are going to get out of here."

"Blaine, this isn't your fault," I say, "You didn't mean to do this."

"It's my entire fault, and you need to get out of here," he yells, and then runs off.

"Blaine!" I call out, but he was gone.

Darren the Gamemaker's POV

I watched the monitors to see what was going on with all the players. I clicked to show Kurt and Blaine on the main screen for everyone to see. I wanted people to start to feel sympathetic for them. These games were sick. This shouldn't be allowed. I mean, in what world is it right to put innocent teenagers who have their whole lives in front of them into the arena to kill each other. I mean, the Victors usually end up with mental issues from the trauma of killing people. Also, look at the grief we are causing families for entertainment to prevent another uprising. One day people were going to realize how wrong these games were, and the Capital will be beaten. I needed to do my part to open people's eyes to the horror of destroying teen's lives. Kurt and Blaine along with Santana and Sebastian were going to be my new fixations in the attempt to save the kids of the future. I watch the scene play out, and then see Blaine run away. I watch in horror as Blaine moves closer and closer to Quinn's group, and sure death I needed to do something, but what could I do? It was all up to Kurt to save Blaine. I prayed their love was enough for Kurt to chase after him.

Mike's POV

Mercedes and I meet up with Quinn and Puck back at our base in the park.

"I'm glad you two are okay," Quinn said.

"I almost wasn't," Mercedes said, "Sunshine almost killed me. If it hadn't been for Mike, it would have been my cannon."

"What happened?" Puck asked.

"We were walking, and I thought I heard footsteps behind me. I turned around, but no one was there. Mercedes asked me what the problem was, and I told her. She thought I was crazy, so we kept walking. I heard them again, so I turned around, but there still wasn't anyone there," I explained, "when I turned back around, she had a knife to Mercedes throat. My instincts kicked in, and next thing I knew, my knife was in Sunshine's stomach, and she fell to the ground, dead."

"Nice going," Puck said, "you are one though kid."

"Thanks," I say, "it was mostly instincts."

"So, did you see anything else?" Quinn asked.

"Well, we saw two people, but they were too far away to catch. Plus, we didn't know who it was or if they had more teammates close by."

"Well, David, Rachel, Unique, Jesse, Harmony, Lauren, and Sunshine are dead," Quinn said, "so most groups are down to two or three people. No one is stupid enough to wander off by themselves. Sam's team is the only one besides ours still completely intact."

"I guess the others are closer than we thought," Mercedes said.

"I'm guessing no one has managed to find Sam's group," I say.

"I want to go hunting," Mercedes said.

"I'll come with you," I say, not wanting to leave my friend and guardian.

"Alright," Puck said, "catch plenty. I'm starving."

Mercedes and I headed south, and I could hear someone approaching. I had no idea who it was, but I knew for sure they weren't part of my group. I had felt terrible for killing Sunshine, but I needed to kill whoever got in my way of protecting my group.

Kurt's POV

After a couple minutes, I took off after Blaine. I knew he needed to be a lone, but I couldn't risk him getting killed. I would never forgive myself. I heard a scream close by and I ran as fast as I could. I found Blaine on the ground, a gash on his leg and Mike standing over him, a knife in his hand. I couldn't let him kill the love of my life. I had no time to think. I rammed into the boy, and knocked him to the ground, and knife fell out of his hand. I took the knife from the ground and I pushed in into his chest until I heard the blast of his canon. I picked up Blaine and ran away. He saw heavy, but I had to keep going for him. The rest of Mike's group was no doubt in the area, but I had had no idea I was being watched and that Mercedes saw the whole thing.

Sugar's POV

Later that day, Wes and I decided to keep moving. We needed to find a new building and more allies. We didn't want to find Sebastian and Santana, we were thinking more like Kurt and Blaine. They wouldn't hurt us without a good reason.

"Where do you think everyone is?" Wes asked.

"We should be able to tell what buildings are being used," I say, "for one, they will be broken into."

"That's a good observation," he said, "I thought at first you were some kind of stupid jerk, but I guess I was wrong." I stopped walking, and he turned to face me, "is something wrong."

"That's the nicest thing anyone has ever said to me," I say. No one really complimented me from where I was from. Most people think I'm a stuck up bitch, but I wasn't I just wanted people to like me, but I guess it didn't work.

"That can't be true," Wes said.

"I've never even had a real relationship," I say, "I have had a few one night things, but they don't make me feel special."

"You are special," Wes said, "We can have a relationship until we die."

"Yeah, till death do us apart," I joke. Wes laughed. We faced each other, and suddenly our lips were pressed against each other's. After he pulled away, I took his hand, and we kept walking until we came upon a hospital. It was clearly being occupied by another team. We just needed to find out who it was.

"Are you sure this is a good idea?" he asks.

"It's fine," I say. We walk into the building, looking for members. We hear footsteps approaching.

"Who are you and what do you want," a male voice called.

"It's Sugar and Wes," I callback, "we want to talk." Finn from district 7 appeared.

"What do you want?" he asked.

"We want to join forces," I reply.

"Yeah, right," he said, "I'm going to kill both of you before you kill my group."

"Please, we are innocent," I say, but the next thing I know, a canon went off and I looked to see Wes next to me, an arrow in his chest, lying on the ground, limp. I ran off down another corridor, praying to find an exit. I ran into a room, and curled up in the corner. I was alone, and now more than ever, I needed to find Kurt and Blaine. I had to make it my mission. They were my last hope.

It's crap, I know. I'm tired, and it's not as good as my original. I promise the next chapter will be awesome. Anyways, read The Wishing Spell if you haven't yet. Thanks for your continued support.

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