Percy watched the image of his brother in the forest. He was hiding from the other tributes and trying to stop the bleeding from the wound on his side. He bit his lip as he watched his twin in pain. He never could handle when the youngest Milligan was in pain.
He cried out as Adam was hit from behind and another tribute came out from the trees. Adam tried to crawl away but the tribute stomped on his back and pushed him down. Adam cried out in pain before the tribute smirked. "Any last words?" He asked darkly.
"I'm sorry Percy." Adam whispered just before the tribute stabbed him in the back, killing his younger brother. Percy screamed as he watched the life fade out of Adam's eyes.
Percy shot up from his bed that he shared with his brother, Adam, he was sweating and breathing heavy from the nightmare he just came out of. It was the day of the Reaping and they both just tuned sixteen. Their names haven't been drawn yet but if Percy's nightmare was anything to go by then one of them would be called.
It wasn't going to be Adam, his brother wasn't going to die. "Perc?" He heard the sweet sound of Adam's voice and let out a sigh in relief. He couldn't stop shacking and he realized he was crying, sobbing actually.
He felt his twin's arms wrap around him from behind and he fell back against him. "I'm okay, just a nightmare." He muttered, his voice cracking. Adam's arms tightened around him and he felt his brother's breath against the back of his neck.
"About the Reaping?" He asked, his voice quiet. Percy nodded and laced his fingers through Adam's. He didn't want to talk about his dream and Adam realized that, not asking anymore questions and just holding his older brother.
They heard a knock on their door and their half-brother's voice came through it. "Hey, it's time to get up and ready." Sam said through the door and Percy sighed, moving out of Adam's grip.
Sam and their other half-brother, Dean, lived with them after their mother was killed a year ago. John, all four of theirs dad, was also dead, about two years ago. Dean and Sam were too old for the Reaping, Dean being 26 and Sam being 22.
"Alright. Alright." Percy called to Sam as he turned towards Adam. He tried to smile at him but from the look on Adam's face it wasn't working so he stopped.
"We're going to be okay." He tried instead and felt happy when Adam smiled at him. His brother got off the bed and wrapped his arms around the older twin's waist as Percy wrapped them around Adam's shoulders.
"I know we are." Adam whispered against Percy's chest as gripped onto the back of his shirt.
Percy pulled away and shooed him to the bathroom. "Go get ready." He spoke as Adam laughed and nodded. Once the door was shut, Percy let his smile drop and walked over to the window.
He looked down at District 12 and sighed. His District wasn't the best but at least they had a house and Percy and Dean went to hunt in the woods around it, to feed the four of them. Sam and Adam were too soft and they didn't like killing the animals.
He heard his bedroom door open, again. He knew it was Dean by the sound of his footsteps. He walked on the back of his heel more than Sam or Adam. Dean won the Hunger Games when he was 17, Percy was seven and didn't know what was going on all he knew was Dean was getting taken away.
Dean had volunteered for Sam, who was 13 at the time. He hasn't been the same since but he was slowly getting back to his self.
"You know, I had a nightmare right before Sam's name was picked out." His brother's hard voice floated into his ears. The second youngest didn't say anything as Dean wrapped his arms around his neck from behind.
Their whole family had always been close and everyone looked at them weird but the four of them didn't let that bother them.
"It was about Adam dying, wasn't it? And you having to watch him and not being able to protect him." Dean spoke softly as Percy tensed up and grabbed onto his older brother's arms.
He bit his lip and blinked back the tears that wanted to fall as he nodded. "The last thing he said was 'I'm sorry Percy' before the guy killed him." He whispered brokenly as he tightened his grip.
"He'll be fine, you'll make sure of that." The oldest Winchester told him, knowing if Adam's name was called that Percy would take his place.
"Damn right I will." Percy said right before he felt lips on the back of his head. He and Dean were always the stronger ones and tried to protect Sam and Adam.
"Good. Now go get ready." Dean ordered as he turned Percy towards the bathroom as Adam walked out, with only a towel on. "I'll go get the clothes for you guys."
Percy sighed as he walked into the bathroom, stripping off his shirt as he went. When he got into the bathroom he pulled down his boxers and quickly washed up with the water that was left. It was still warm since Adam didn't take that long.
He cleaned his-self up and put his head in the water, washing his hair. He kept his hair short while Adam kept his long that was the only way you could tell the two of them apart. He wrapped a towel around his waist and walked into his bedroom.
He grabbed the white button down and black dress pants that Dean laid out for him. Adam was already dressed and sitting on the bed, waiting for Percy no doubt.
He quickly got dressed and tucked in his shirt, even if it made him uncomfortable. He wiggled around for a few seconds before glancing at Adam. "You ready?" He asked and at his brother's nod he grinned and tried to shack off the feeling that something bad was going to happen as he followed him down the steps and into the living room
"Oh wow, would you look at that Sammy, they actually look decent, now if only we can get Adam to cut his hair." Dean teased as he saw his two youngest brothers, who both gave him scowls and crossed their arms over their chests at the same time.
"Okay, what have I told you about that? It's creepy." Dean huffed as he looked at them. Sam laughed and knocked his shoulder against Dean's. "Knock it off." He scolded their brother before leading the twins to the kitchen table, where the game that Percy and Dean caught last night was cooked.
The twins took their time eating since they didn't want to go to the town square. Percy sighed as he finished, knowing that they had to go. He got up and put his shoes on, looking at Adam, who was doing the same thing. He waited for Sam and Dean before the four of them walked out of the house and towards the town square.
He grabbed Adam's hand and squeezed it. "Don't worry, nothing will happen to you." He whispered as Adam looked at him and gripped his hand tightly.
When they got to the square the twins separated from their older brothers to go stand up front with the other teens their age.
Percy watched as Major Shurley talk about life before the Panem, like they did every year and how the games got started. He hated hearing this every year, they were just going to pick a girl and boy to get killed and no one would remember their names, except the people in District 12 so why did any of this matter.
Derek Hale, one of the victors from District 12, stood on the stage he was about 30 and was drinking from a flask. He was going to be mentoring the two who were picked.
Percy snapped his attention back to the Major as she started to talk. "Hello District 12, and welcome to the 74th Hunger Games! May the odds be ever in your favor!" She said smiling.
Everyone watched as she walk toward one of the big bowls that had the names in it. "Ladies first." She said pulling a name out and walking back to the microphone.
"Allison Agrent." Percy heard someone let out a choke sob and closed his eyes, knowing it was the girl's mother. The girl was about fourteen years old and too young to be in the games.
He opened his eyes to see the girl walk on stage, shacking and scared. He held his breath as the Major went over to the other bowl and pull out a name. "For the boys."
She went back to the microphone and read the paper. "Adam Milligan." Percy felt his brother get taken away from him and felt his world come crashing down. No, not Adam, anyone but Adam!
He snapped out of it and started fighting against two peacekeepers. "Adam! No! Wait! I volunteer! I volunteer as tribute!" He called out as he reached for his twin, fear and panic clouding his mind.