Katniss POV:

I feel so broken, although I know that I have to win I feel like every single part of me is constantly being torn apart. I haven't seen the love of my life (I now know how important he is to me after weeks apart), I killed not only a stranger but also my best friend and I plan on killing more people. I know how messed up this all is but I know I have to kill, I can't die because I would leave Prim to fend for herself because my mother is only herself on the odd day in a year. I walk down to where the Cornucopia is and I can see no one, I want a fight I want to put an end to this as quickly as possible, but no one is here. I slowly walk to where there was a lake but it has dried up and all that remains is a brown patch of land that used to hold water.

From the distance I suddenly hear a shrill shriek. It pierces through my ears and echoes through the whole arena. I quick succession two cannons are fired and then everything goes deadly silent, from where I am I can't even hear the birds sing. They don't even sing me a note. Hovercrafts appear then, you think they could pick two people up with one hovercraft, but no they use two, they still want us separated even when we are dead. I think they want to show that we are never allowed to mix with other districts, not in life or in death. I should mourn the deaths of two other tributes but I allow the voices to flood into my head only two to go, just two left. I pray that they are the two careers but I won't know until the faces of the dead shine down from the skies like lonely stars lost in a sea of dead.

The air suddenly goes cold, very cold. My body shivers and my teeth chatter from what I know isn't normal cold, it is fake cold, game maker cold. I scale my nearest tall tree and slither into my sleeping bag. Now is not the time to hunt people down. I snuggle into the bag and wait. As the light fades from the sky I anticipate who will be dead. All the people who were left before the cannons went of consisted only of me, the boy and girl from two and girls from four and five. I try to remember what they look but the only face that comes to mind is the girl who had the face of a fox and nothing else. I should remember these people but I wasn't paying close attention. I didn't want to study the looks of the people I would kill, because if I survive I know nightmares will follow and the less faces I know the less faces will be able to haunt me.

I wait for the anthem but for a long time it doesn't come. Silence consumes me and all I can think of is Gale one of two men I could trust now that my father was dead. How I killed him and how I was the reason his family were without him, I was the reason no girl could ever love him. Deep within me I know that if I had never known Peeta until the reaping Gale would still be alive, what me and Peeta have together has caused the death of another. How can I ever let Peeta go now, not that I planned to, but if I did lose him it would mean Gale died for nothing and he volunteered for no reason. I can never let Peeta go because with him Gale died for something but if I held onto Peeta for no reason I would somehow be lying to Gale and after everything I have done to him over the past few weeks I can't ever lie to him again. Without forever loving Peeta I killed for no reason and how can anything be the same in our relationship with this weight on my shoulders.

Then the anthem plays, the first face to appear is that of the girl from District two, once I have confirmed this I look away again, but her eyes a such a deep brown that they are imprinted in my memory forever. The other face that shines high in the sky is the girl from four; I confirm this information and then look away until the Capitol anthem stops playing. The music tells me that all I am is a piece in their games but in the games that apply to our country, a little bit of entertainment for some, a grave reminder of how weak we are to others. Saying how we are truly at the Capitol's mercy because we have so little left.

I am so close to leaving here now that I allow myself for the first time to think about what it would be like to return home as a victor. Would I be hated for killing Gale or would anyone understand what happened? I know that Peeta would forgive me and eventually he would understand and he could never hate me because we are together and he knows I love him (A/N: remember Katniss doesn't know Gale told everyone about them kissing more than once) and I think I look forward to seeing him the most. For him to hold me in his arms and press his lips against mine, I want that spark that I never got when I kissed Gale, the buzz of fireworks that tell me that what I am doing is right. I want for my sister to see me again, so that I can protect her and know she will never starve now that the Capitol will give us all the money and food we would ever need. I know that the entire district will be showered with presents for the next year because I would have won. The idea of all those young children getting food is enough to tell me that I have to win. I let myself fall to sleep, three left, tomorrow we will surely end this, tomorrow two of the tributes will die and one shall be victor.

I wake up to harsh light all around me; I must've really over slept because the sun is already high in the sky. I eat most my food rations and leave only a small amount because I am pretty sure today is the last day. I breathe in and am truly brought to my senses, for the past ten minutes whilst I quickly ate my food I have been blissfully unaware of the horrors that are taking place beneath my feet. Fire has taken over a wide spread of the floor and I go into total panic. Smoke suffocates my lungs and leaves me gasping for air. I don't understand how I couldn't have seen it, smelt it. I stuff all I have it my backpack and start to swing my way through the trees. My bow is slung on my shoulder and I move as fast as I can. A few sparks of fire fly onto my legs, scorching my clothes and burning its way to and bare flesh that I have causing it to sizzle and scar me.

Ahead of me I see the Cornucopia and I keep swinging until I am there. I land with a thud as I let myself fall from a tree and run into the safety of the fire free Cornucopia but I am far from safe as I can already see both tributes fighting each other both desperate to survive.