Hi everyone! I'm sorry for not updating sooner, as my extremely large eraser says, my bad. I was with my bestie till Monday night, and I didn't really remember that I needed to update until now.

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Darren the Gamemaker's POV

I watched my boys. I didn't trust this Joe kid and I had a feeling my boss told me to get him to the boys was because he knew Joe would kill one of them. I wished I could force the group back apart somehow without a death. The only problem is in this game there is only two ways to do so: death or betrayal. I knew Kurt and Blaine cared way to much about each other to kill each other, but the way they were playing this game, it might come down to them. What would happen after that? How would one kill the other and be able to live with it. I hated to admit it, but I knew that neither one would come out of the games without the other, which means that they won't last much longer in these games.

Jess' POV

I was sitting on the couch, watching the games. Nothing too interesting had happened since Puck's death, but I was beginning to think that whoever controlled who the cameras were on had developed Kurt and Blaine as their favorites, which Sebastian and Santana a close second. I was glad I got to see Santana this way, but right as I was watching the two of them talking, the District Nine News came on. I knew from experience that this could not be good news. They never interrupted the games unless something major was happening. The news lady appeared, giving me the worst news of my life.

"A small protest against the annual hunger Games has started by the Justice Building. Peacekeepers managed to get all of the offenders into custody, and the leader is pointed out to be Matthew Marris, a local teenager. Officials are still deciding his punishment, but it won't be a walk in the park. Let this be a reminder to all of you that nothing will stop these games so don't bother." I started crying. How could Matt be so selfish? Everyone knew the punishment for protesting was most always death, especially if you started it, and yet, my boyfriend was now about to die just because of these stupid games. I knew for a fact that if Santana came out of these games, she'd be inconsolable over the death of Sebastian. The only person I had left was my brother. The TV had changed back to the games. I checked the time. It was about nine at night. My brother would be home soon. I sat on the couch with the TV on, but not watching the games and I fell mostly asleep. When I was half – conscious, I felt my brother's strong arms lift me up and carry me to my room. I was asleep as soon as I hit my bed.

Brittany's POV

Rory and I were trying to relocate late at night when we knew no one was outside. We walked quietly beside each other, neither wanting to talk. We were expecting our upcoming deaths. I was surprised I was still alive. I mean, there is only 9 kids left, and yet a twelve and a fourteen year old were still in the games. It was hard losing our other teammates, but I sort of envied them. I knew I was going to die, so why could it just happen already? It was starting to become pitch black outside.

"Rory?" I asked.

"What?" he asked.

"Are you scared?" I asked.

"Terrified," he said, "but not for me, for my siblings."

"Tell me about them," I say.

"Well, my sister Lily is nine. I have twin brother and sisters that are two named Connor and Emily. I take care of the three of them because my mom has three jobs."

"What about your dad?" I ask, curious, but not trying to be pushy.

"He ran off two years ago after my brother died in the games," Rory said.

"I'm sorry," I say, trying to console the boy.

"It's fine, I'm used to it. I'm not sure if Lily can handle it, though."

"She'll be fine," I say, "Besides, you need to think positive."

"I suppose you're," I hear Rory start, but he cuts off with a scream. I turn in horror to see my team mate had fallen into a river that neither of us had noticed. The current was moving fast and I ran alongside it, trying to catch up to Rory as he was swept along. He struggled to stay above the surface. I grabbed a stick and stuck it out.

"Grab it!" I yell. He reaches out and grips it, and I let out a sigh of relief.

"I can hold on very long," he warned. I started pulling him in, but his hands slipped from the stick. I was exhausted, but I kept trying to catch up to him. I heard a cannon and found the worst: his body had been smashed up against some rocks and he lay broken as his body continued to float away. I caught up, and grabbed the boy's wrist, pulling him onto the shore. I looked of his limp body, and started crying. My last companion was dead. I pulled some flowers up from the grass and formed a bouquet. I placed it in the boy's hands, and stayed by his side until the helicopter came to pick up his body.

Blaine's POV

The three of us had situated ourselves in a jewelry shop, which Kurt had picked out. I didn't mind, as I couldn't walk far due to my leg anyways. Kurt was a good doctor and he was treating it, but I didn't have the proper needed supplies. I like the jewelry store. It was carpeted and large, but felt like Kurt had something up his sleeve. I noticed Joe was asleep, so I motioned for Kurt to follow me so we could talk without waking him up. We moved to behind the checkout counter.

"Hi," I said.

"Hi," he replied.

"What's up?" I asked.

"Nothing much," he said, "just trying not to die."

"Kurt, what I was asking is why we are in a jewelry store." I say

"I want to try something," he said. He took a key from behind the counter and slid out into the lock on the display case. He took a ring out and slid it down his ring finger.

"You want to try on jewelry?" I asked.

"Promise rings," he said, taking out a matching ring, "give me your hand." I held it out and he slipped the ring down my finger. It was a perfect fit.

"That's sweet, but what are we promising?" I ask.

"It's a promise to always love each other and be there for each other. If one of us dies in these games, the other has to keep going and try to win and figure out how to get back to the real world."

"Kurt, if one of us makes it back to the real world, how on earth are we supposed to explain what happened?"

"We'll figure it out," he said.

"I love you so much," I say.

"I love you too," he replies. I lay down, and he does the same, using my chest as a pillow. I close my eyes, but I'm only half asleep. I can't sleep, not after this. These games are just to much and I'm losing my strength. My shell is starting to collapse, but I'm trying to keep it together for Kurt. He needs me to be my strong self, now more than ever. I'm only half awke when iu hear footsteps moving towards us. I figure it's only Joe, checking on us. I hear him right next to us, and then I hear the familiar drawing of a bow. Wait, what? Is he trying to kill on of us? I sit up, drawing my knofe. I see Jowe standing ovr us. I hake my knife and stick it into the only place that I can reach that you don't want a knife in. He drops the bow and screams like a girl in pain. I stand up and I take my knife and stab him in the heart until he falls to the ground and I hear a blast. The noise wakes up Kurt.

"What happened?" he asked.

"It was Joe," I say, "he tried to kill us. I stabbed him in the parts because I was sitting down, and then I stood up and stabbed him in the chest."

"That couldn't have felt very good," Kurt said, wincing.

"We have to relocate. Someone was bound to hear his screaming. We need to go." Kurt was on his feet quickly, and then we exited the shop, holding hands, waiting for whatever was to come.

So, what did you think? I'm pleased with this chapter. Anyways, I hope everyone has seen The Box Scene by now, and that's what inspired this. I'm now on twitter, and you can follow me Klainelover913. My profile picture is of Katniss and Peeta at the training center in The Hunger games. Anyways, I will try to update more often. Also, if you like my work, check out Chelsaebug2013's story Season 2 Klaine. It's amazing. Also, I'd appreciate reviews.

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