I admit it. I'm neglecting my other story to work on this one, cuz this one is just so fun to write! I'd like to thank you for reading this, I think this is the best fanfiction I've written so far. I'm proud of myself for writing this, and I'd like to say reviews are what's keeping me writing ^^ I do not own Huger Games.


Thresh is up almost before I cry out, he kills the came snake cleanly with a knife he had near him while he slept. My vision is blurring as he's lifting me up into his arms, how could I have been so stupid? I should have seen the snake before it came in for the kill, but I was too preoccupied thinking about home. My vision is so bad I can't see anything in the darkness, but I can here Thresh shifting through the supplies, looking for a first aid kit. He's gently spreading a medicinal cream on the bite saying "this'll have to due for now."

Of course. The snake isn't normal, it's a mutt from the capital. It's designed to attack without a sound, to kill tributes, or at least fatally wound them, I'll be lucky if I can survive this. The stars are spinning, Thresh's hand is a bit shaky as he bandages my wrist, my head is in agony, though the medicine has slightly soothed my wrist. I'm already losing consciousness as Thresh is putting me in the sleeping after getting as much poison as possible out of my wound. The last thing that crosses my mind is whether it will be Thresh or Katniss and Peeta who is to be crowned victor, cause I don't know if I can make it after this.

In my dreams I'm running after my little sister who turns into a mocking jay once I get close enough to call out to her. The mocking jay becomes Katniss who disappears into darkness. I am left alone and I can't see anything, I call out for Katniss, for my sister, and for Thresh but I get only echoes as a response. I see shadows, but not a single person, when I try to call out I find that I don't have a voice; my skin seems to be coated with some sort of wet, dark, sticky, warm liquid which I soon realize must be blood. I'm practically drowning in it, sometimes I hear Thresh's or Katniss's voice, but I never see them; I'm trapped in this nightmare.


~Thresh's POV

How could I have let that little girl take a watch by herself? she's not a custom to the fields like I am! This is all my fault, she'll probably die because of this if I don't find a way to save her by some miracle. I can't believe myself! that little girl deserves live, and now in all likelihood she'll die because of me. Medicine for her would be far too expensive for what few sponsors we have to get for her.

I really am a fool, aren't I? leaving her alone in the tall grass even for a moment, I care about her yet now I've pretty much killed her. Like what happened with Jazmine and Casper, most likely murdered by the capitol for attempting to run away from the district. All I know is they were definitely didn't make cause they questioned everyone close to them about carefully and threatened that if we didn't stay in line we'd join them. If only I had stopped them, I knew an escape attempt was futile for them from the beginning, the peace keepers already watched the three of us closely.

I change the bandage on Rue's wrist, her flesh is swollen and bright red around the snake bite. I wonder what her family must think? they're gonna hate hate me if I win, I don't know how on earth they'd be able to forgive me for this. I should have joined her in the woods instead of taking her to the field, I should have protected her better, maybe she'd be better off if she'd never teamed up with me in the first place. But now I'm hearing Claudius Templesmith's voice, he's inviting us to a feast. I have to decline, there's no way going to a feast will help Rue. But did he just say that the thing we need desperately will be at the cornucopia at dawn? medicine for Rue? There's no way I'm missing out on this feast.


I'm afraid that's all for now, next chapter will be longer, and in Thresh's POV again obviously. I'm sorry this one is so short... Please review! cuz that's what keeps me motivated!

~Tsubame-go