~ Ok, I'm glade ~Rachel~ pointed out I am making Diana's character, more like cinna so be patent with me. Oh, and comment on how you like Maryanne? And piper, and Diana? I guess I can't ask you about Megan. So ya on with the story, review, and thank you RACHEL! and love the awesome me~

Take these broken wings and learn to fly, all your life, your were only waiting for this moment to arise.- The beatles "Blackbird"

~piper pov~

Don't you hate that waiting, or not knowing what's going to come next? Well I can tell you right now, I hate both.

I thrust katniss, I just don't trust myself. I mean, what if I'm to slow' or I start the fire to soon, or….. I end up like rue in the book/movie?"

I know marvel would be the one to look out for, and clove and Cato. There my main threats…. So far.

"She must be there by now." I thought, but yet I wait. I'm a little bit antsy for it all to start, but then again…. I don't want to die.

Holding the fire sticks is a little difficult, but I'm managing by laying my left hand palm, securely on the sticks end, mashing it hard to the ground. And my right hand was at the ready.

I suggested the whistling, like rue did in the book... Just hope I can.

First I would start with the first fire, then go on to number two, and then I was debating a bout number three. But If I don't go, katniss wouldn't kill marvel, what to do? what to do?

I'm sure now katniss must be there now, so I start playing the sticks like a cello. And I gain a spark, I breathe on it to make a full blown fire.

But I don't stick around; I decide to hop from the trees but the fear of falling was ebbing away, like so many other times, I'm more scared of me being dismembered.

Coming to location two was easy and starting it, well lets just say I was a mess, hands shaking in haste. Full blown panic from the images of dying, and the fear of what might happen back home.

But by some miracle, or magic, or some other third thing. I started it, and I fled like a hunted bore. Since I have no alternative to do anything else.

"Breath" I tell myself, breath, run, breath, run, breath, which were the only things I forced myself to do.

Then suspicion creeps in my mind, and I slowed down. "I seen this before." I whisper, it was a neat little clearing, making a cup shape. Flowers off to the side, I seen the movie yes, but you can't make me remember it all; I was more into the book.

Then I hear it, an explosion rocking me, making me lose my balance and I fall to my knees. It takes me a few minutes to regain my footing, I then dart forward. And then I remember why this clearing seemed so familiar, failed to realize straight away. Because if I did I would run in the other direction. But I didn't I failed, I'm trapped and I wouldn't think other then... I'm dead.

~ Diana pov~

I didn't look away, when piper first went into the game, or when she was allies/still is allies, with vulpix and thresh. I didn't look away when she set out to find katniss, or when she finally did and stayed up all night, watching her back. Or when she pointed out the wasps nest, or how she got the bow. Or as she ran away from clove and marvel.

"Or when she lost her fingers." I thought with, a muffled sob in my throat.

I didn't look away when she helped heal katniss, I didn't look away as they became temporary allies, or when they set there plan in motion, or how she started the fire. Or how I feared she might fall...

But as I screamed for her to turn back, when she came to the clearing was heard on deaf ears. I didn't look away as she fell to the ground, and then regained her balance no I didn't.

And I want desperately to look away, but I can't and I realize I owed it to her. to stick with her till the end, maybe not physically but emotionally, and spiritually.

I sit with the victors at this time, cinna off to finish the finalist dress; I don't bother to care for it. My friend is in there and also katniss, the girl I came to love as a daughter, even though I'm just a year older. But that doesn't matter, right now its all on her. The way she's thrashing around, screaming in fear, panic and the way her eyes go wild, like a bird that's ripping its feathers out, when it's caged up to long.

I feared, oh. How I feared, sleep means nothing to me now, if it wasn't for Portia and the prep team, forcing me to eat with them, I would be nothing but rolls of flabby skin.

But I wasn't the only one that feared these games; finnick tutored, put his best skill forward but came up short. And the loss of mags puts him farther into the depression he made for himself; they said she died from a heart attack. That since her old age just couldn't take it, but finnick didn't believe that and neither did I.

But the shock of the thing, the story behind it, is why?

Johanna, even though she doesn't like me/or suspicious of me. I can't help but admire her, strong willed, been through some much yet takes no sympathy, how she so desperately strives for her tributes to win. Even though it may look like she's pushing them to hard, we all know that no one will wait for them, to pick up a bag or weapon. No they just kill.

Beetee and wiress care, there just not as great mentors as the rest.

Chaff and seeder look just like me, scared, feared, wishing that by some strange luck that the net that traps her, would just disappear but it doesn't.

And all we can do is watch and wait.

~piper pov~

"KATNISS, KATNISS, KATNISS." I scream, I don't care who hears me as long as katniss does.

This might be my end, but I don't want to die with a person who takes enjoyment in it! No I want katniss… No I want my friends, Diana, Megan, Maryanne, rue, poppy, wick, jinx, quelling, Mr. and Mrs. Star, the people of district eleven, vulpix, and thresh.

But there not hear, I'm stuck in a net that rests my fate.

"KATNISS!" I scream once more, and then I just stop voice horsed.

And just as my hope fell she came, like an angel distending from the heavens.

She fall's to my side and starts to undo the notes that bind me, I couldn't help but feel relief but I know, I have to find a safe spot.

And then came marvel, tramping out through the foliage a frown marrying his face.

Without warning he thrown his spear, but it missed katniss like I thought, and katniss shots her arrow straight on towards him, and I tuck and roll.

There it was done and done, I live much to my surprise, no mourning for this girl. Katniss turns around and finds that I'm fine; she comes over to give me a hand. But I denied her offer, with a shack of my head.

"Thank you katniss, I oh my life to you, but this alliance is no more." I said, looking into her fallen face.

"I said, I would stay allies with you till the carriers were weakened, and I really thank you for that, but now I have to get back to my friends." I regretted telling her, getting to my feet and taking one of her hands and place it in my own.

"Good luck, girl on fire." I tell her, as I head off regret and pain swirling through me.

But I hear, her tell me that she seen vulpix and thresh was with her at the cornucopia, stealing food.

And I thank her for that, but yet I stop myself.

"One more thing katniss! the sparks been lit, and its spreading." and at her bewildered face, I left.

So there still together I think making my way back to our hideout, and I'm met with a punch in the face.

"SORRY!" screams vulpix, hurrying to my fallen form. "I didn't see you, and thought... you know." she tried to apologize, but I waved it off, saying I would of done the same thing.

"I did it." I say, looking into her eyes. "I blew up the cornucopia!" I said, with a grin.

"That was you!" she asked, eyes wide.

"With help and sacrifice." I admitted looking at my bandaged hand, and saw fox-faces eyes grow watery as she stared, at my poor hand.

She took, my hand and laid it on her lap, studying it, she then took out a knife and cut a strip of her own jacket, and wrapped it around my hand, much to my chiding about her ripened jacket.

But she waved me off, just like I did her, and properly bandaged my hand; well a better job then I did any way.

We sat around the fire, which was low but vulpix assured me that thresh was getting more wood. And after a time of talking, with me explaining what happened thresh came back, a relived look on his face when he saw me.

"We thought you didn't make it." he said with a smile. "Me, please" I said, flapping my newly bandaged hand, which his eyes followed.

"WHAT HAPPENED!" thresh yelled. "Oh, crap."

~ Maryanne pov~

Complete madness, that was it a war zone, so much destruction this world has caused.

Right out side this window, was nothing more then destruction.

Every where you looked, district four was chaos, peacekeepers trying to quench the fire that was the citizens of four, men attacking men, peacekeeper against fishermen, I could see an army of peacekeepers coming, and I could only hope for the best of the rebels that dare defy them.

I saw this in the movie, read about it in books, and franchised about it in dreams.

But this, this was all to much, all to real, the sight in front of me is forever burned into my mind.

So I closed the curtains, trying to block it all out.

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