Hello! This story only has one chapter after this one! I'm so proud of myself for almost being done. If I'm up to it, it will be posted tomorrow mornIf I' one! I'ing. Anyways, onto the story! The final four are Mercedes, Brittany, Kurt, and Blaine. THERE WILL ONLY BE ONE WINNER. This chapter is sad. Get a box of tissues.

Disclaimer: I don't own Glee or The Hunger Games.

Mercedes' POV:

I saw a blonde figure not too far ahead in front of me as I ran away from the fire. I knew Quinn was dead, as I had found her body in the park. I must have been Brittany. I had no idea how the stupid girl was still alive, but she wouldn't be for much longer. I took a throwing net out of my backpack and I ran as fast as I could until I was only a few feet behind her. I threw the net and she fell to the ground, trapped.

"Hello," I say.

"Hi," she says, "just go ahead and kill me."

"I would love to, "I snarled.

"Quinn told me to tell you goodbye," she said. I paused and looked at the girl, and then drew my knife.

"You killed her?" I asked.

"She told me to," The girl commented, "she said she didn't want to win because she didn't want Beth to see her post Games."

"I'm supposed to believe you?" I yelled, "Quinn was my friend."

"I know," she said, "It hurts. All of my group mates are dead now."

"Well, Mike shouldn't have died. Puck was being dumb, and I understand why Quinn did what she did," I say.

"You believe me?" Brittany says blinking.

"Yeah," I say, "I'm not going to kill you."

"Please just do it," she says, "I'm not going to win anyways, plus I couldn't hurt Kurt or Blaine."

"Neither do I, but one of us has to," I say, "I don't want to stay alive either."

"Why don't will both kill each other?"' Britt suggested.

"Kurt and Blaine can't hurt each other," I say, "the other one wouldn't forgive their self."

"Please just kill me," Britt said.

"Why don't we both keep going and we can see how this plays out?" I suggested.

"No," she says, "you need to kill me and get out of here." The flames were getting closer and closer to us.

"I don't want to," I said, looking at the girl. I couldn't do that to her family. Suddenly, a fireball came at us. I dodged it, but I heard a scream and a cannon. After the smoke cleared, I found Britt's burned body. I walked over to it, and picked it up, carrying it to a building and placing it inside. I hoped the flames wouldn't destroy the building. Her family at least deserved to get her body back.

Darren's POV

The sky in the arena was dark, and the arena itself was full of fire and smoke. I put Britt's picture up in the sky so the boys would know who it was that had been killed. Ryan was watching the end of the games. Each of the last three Tributes had a camera section on them. I watched Mercedes carry Britt's body into a building.

"Darren," Ryan called.

"What?" I asked, looking up at him.

"Make sure that building doesn't catch fire," he said.

"Alright," I say, using my controls to fireproof the building. I watched the center. Kurt and Blaine were nearing the Cornucopia, and Mercedes was about 100 yards away from it as well. I didn't want to see how this played out. I wasn't looking forward to watching Kurt or Blaine die.

"Remember rules one and two," Ryan called. Rule one was don't get attached to any tributes. Rule two was that you can't cheat to help a tribute win.

"Of course not, sir," I call, "how could I?"

"Just making sure," he said, "I hope Mercedes kills those boys, though."

"I hope one of them wins," I say back.

"It would be torture for the other one to continue on with their life without the other," Ryan said, "that's why I don't want either of them to win. I blinked at him.

"I thought you wanted them to die because they were gay," I say.

"No, of course not," he said, "It's like the Sebastian and Santana thing."

"So the wolves were really for them?" I ask.

"Yes," Ryan said, "I know it wasn't fir, but neither of the four should win."

"Well, let's just see where this goes," I say.

Jess' POV

Alex and I were sitting, and watching the end of the Games. Neither of us knew the outcome, but both knew it wasn't going to be a good ending. I had grown fond of Kurt and Blaine, but either Mercedes won and both of them died, or one of them won and would be depressed for the rest of their life without the other.

"Alex?" I ask.

"Yes, honey?" he replies.

"What if one of us gets picked?" I ask, "We are only 14."

"The reapings aren't for another year," he said, "got any plans until then?"

"No, not really," I say, "just hanging with the best boyfriend ever."

"I'm glad to hear that, but who is this guy? Is he taller than me?"

"It is you, silly," I say. At this moment, I'm happy. Nothing matters but Alex and I at the moment.

"Do you think we'll be together forever?" I ask.

"I'll be here as long as you want me around," he replies, wrapping his arms around me. I kiss him, and he kisses back. It doesn't last long, and Alex doesn't press me. The think with Matt was he always got mad when I wouldn't go any further. Alex was a gentleman, and I trusted him.

"You want a soda?" I ask.

"Sure," he says. I get up and more to the kitchen and grab two Cokes. I put on in front of him.

"I love you," he says. I look at him.

"I love you too," I say. He puts his arm around me and I press up against him, watching how the Games play out.

Blaine's POV

Kurt and I got to the Cornucopia and climbed to the top. We sat down opposite each other.

"I love you," I say.

"I love you too," he says, "I'm going to miss you."

"Kurt, don't talk like that," I say.

"Blaine, there is one winner," he says, "There are two of us and Mercedes. Do the math."

"Can we not think about that until she gets here?" I say, "I just want to focus on us."

"Blaine, what about our families?" he asks, "even if one of us wins, how do we get back? Also, how are we supposed to explain this?"

"I don't know, Kurt," I say, "I wish we were still on my bed, cuddled up, asleep."

"Me too," he says, "God only knows how we got in here in the first place." We turned to see Mercedes only feet away. We stand up, looking at each other.

"Kiss me," I say. We lean forward, closing the space between us. I deepen the kiss, trying to remember everything about my boyfriend, wishing that this wouldn't be the last time I saw him, no matter how this played out; either I died, he died, or we both died. I couldn't bear the thought of the second option. The third seemed better, but we can't choose. We pulled back as Mercedes reached the Cornucopia. The fire was still circling us, but it was stopped at about 50 yard away. Suddenly, I heard the howling from early as five mutts appeared. Mercedes climbed up faster, and Kurt and I moved toward the other side. I stood half in front of the boy, and hands held.

"Hello boys," she said, reaching the top.

"Hi," I said, "best of luck to you. Only one of us is going to leave this place."

"I don't want to kill either of you," she said.

"Well, we don't want to kill you either," Kurt said.

"I have to kill you two, though," she said, "this will be hard."

"These Games suck," Kurt said, "pinning 24 kids against each other and telling them to kill each other until only one remains. I don't want to win anymore. Not without Blaine."

"I can help with that," she said. Before I knew what was happening, she charged at us. I tried to sidestep in front of the taller boy, but I was too late. I turned around to see I knife in his side. I already knew it had damaged an organ He looked down and pulled it out, blood squirting out of his wound. I knew one of his veins had been cut open. He was about to fall, so I caught him and kneeled down, putting his head on my legs.

"Blaine, I'm sorry," he said, crying. Mercedes had retreated to the other side of the Cornucopia.

"It's not your fault, baby," I said. I was trying my hardest to keep my shield up. It had to be strong for him.

"You have to win," he said.

"I will," I say.

"Can you sing me something?" he asked. The first thing I thought of was a song that was really important to our relationship. It didn't seem right, but I had a better idea.

"Sure," I said, starting to sing.

"I think you're pretty without any makeup on
I think you're funny when you tell the punchline wrong
I knew you got me when you let your walls come down, down

Before you met me I was alright
But things were kinda heavy, you brought me to life
Now every February you'll be my valentine

Let's just talk all through the night
There's no need to rush
We can dance until we die
You and I will be young forever

You make me feel like I'm living a teenage dream
The way you turn me on
I can't sleep, let's run away and don't ever look back
Don't ever look back

By this point, I'd given up, and let the tears fall. Mercedes was just watching, and I could see the regret in her eyes as I continued

My heart stops when you look at me
Just one touch now baby I believe this is real
So take a chance and don't ever look back,
Don't ever look back

When you're around me life's like a movie scene

I wasn't happy until you became my queen
I finally found you, my missing puzzle piece
I'm complete

Let's just talk all through the night
There's no need to rush
We can dance until we die
You and I will be young forever

You make me feel like I'm living a teenage dream
The way you turn me on
I can't sleep, let's run away and don't ever look back
Don't ever look back

My heart stops when you look at me
Just one touch now baby I believe this is real
So take a chance and don't ever look back,
Don't ever...

By this point, Kurt had shut his eyes and his breathing and heart rate were rapidly declining.

I will get your heart racing if that's what you need
In this teenage dream tonight
Let you rest your head on me if that's what you need
In this teenage dream tonight

You make me feel like I'm living a teenage dream
The way you turn me on
I can't sleep, let's run away and don't ever look back
Don't ever look back

My heart stops when you look at me
Just one touch now baby I believe this is real
So take a chance and don't ever look back,
Don't ever...

I will get your heart racing if that's what you need
In this teenage dream tonight

Let you rest your head on me if that's what you need
in this teenage dream tonight

Once I'd finished the song, Kurt's and my eyes were red.

"I love you," he said.

"I love you too," I say. After I'd finished, Kurt took his last breath, and I heard his cannon. His picture flashed in the sky. In a rage, I took my knife, and I charged at the girl. I ran at her, and drove it into the foot, and she lost her footing, and I pushed her off of the Cornucopia. She screamed, and the wolf mutts ran over to her. I listened to her screams as the wolves tore her apart until her cannon went off. The fire went away, and the wolves retreated into the rumble of the city. I moved next to Kurt, kneeling by his body. Suddenly, my world started shaking, and I heard Kurt's voice calling my name before I collapsed, and the world turned white and bright. When I opened my eyes, I couldn't believe what I saw.

Ha! I made it a Cliff hanger! So, what do you think? Blaine won, which mad me happy, but Kurt is dead, which makes me sad. I did not enjoy doing that, and I am actually crying right now.

Song used: Teenage Dream by Boyce Avenue. I like it better than the original, although Blaine did well with it in NBK.

SPOILER ALERT!

As you probably already know, Kurt and Blaine are supposedly breaking up in Season three, episode Four, "The Break – Up." I tis rumored that Finnchel is also breaking up in said episode. Ryan Murphy tweeted that we needed to watch the story, so I'm assuming he means "Don't worry, they will end up back together, so hold your horses" so I'm not really worried.

Also, if you haven't seen it, go find the video "Hitler finds out about the Klaine break – up." It is so funny! I couldn't stop laughing.

One final note: You guys are awesome! I love all my readers, and thank you for sticking around! One more chapter left! It's bittersweet - It will be my first finished story, but I loved writing this!

Anyways, thank you.

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