i am secretly jennifer lawrence but shh.
The Hunger Games AU: Katniss escapes into the woods with her family, Gale and his family, Peeta and Haymitch before the Quarter Quell. Requested by bestunderworldkiss
We ran off into the woods, just as I had proposed.
Gale’s family came along with us, as did Prim and my mother. Peeta came as well, but never spoke of it to his family. He won’t tell us why. Haymitch was reluctant, but he agreed as well. We packed the bare minimum, and simply left one night, just before dawn.
The days are long, but I am never tired of the woods. Gale and I hunt, Peeta cooks, my mother and Prim take care of anyone who becomes ill. Thankfully we brought the plant book along with us.
I often wonder what the arena would have held for me this time, what horrors the game makers would have had in store for me.
We are all fugitives- forever running from the Capitol’s iron grip. There are days I wish we had stayed, days I’m glad we left. But one thing remains constant.
One day, we are either going to be captured and killed, tortured or turned into Avoxes. Or we will just keep running, continuously moving into the vast green of the rest of Panem with no aim in sight. One day, I asked Haymitch if there was anything else out there.
He looks at me tentatively, takes a swig of white liquor that we brought along with us, and sighs.
“There’s always District thirteen.”
Katniss, you can do this.
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#SYNCHRONIZED STARING
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The Hunger Games 30 Day Challenge
The character you are most like
“Stay alive.
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“No!” I cry, and spring forward. It’s too late to stop the arm from descending, and I instinctively know I won’t have the power to block it. Instead I throw myself directly between the whip and Gale. I’ve flung out my arms to protect as much of his broken body as possible, so there’s nothing to deflect the lash. I take the full force of it across the left side of my face.
The pain is blinding and instantaneous. Jagged flashes of light cross my vision and I fall to my knees. One hand cups my cheek while the other keeps me from tipping over. I can already feel the welt rising up, the swelling closing my eye. The stones beneath me are wet with Gale’s blood, the air heavy with its scent. “Stop it! You’ll kill him!” I shriek. (…)
“Hold it!” a voice barks. Haymitch appears and trips over a Peacekeeper lying on the ground. It’s Darius. A huge purple lump pushes through the red hair on his forehead. He’s knocked out but still breathing. What happened? Did he try to come to Gale’s aid before I got here? (…)
“Gale.” I turn, my hands fumbling at the knots binding his wrists. Someone passes forward a knife and Peeta cuts the ropes. Gale collapses to the ground.
“Better get him to your mother,” says Haymitch. (…)
Leevy, a girl who lives a few houses down from mine in the Seam, takes my arm. My mother kept her little brother alive last year when he caught the measles. “Need help getting back?” Her gray eyes are scared but determined.
“No, but can you get Hazelle? Send her over?” I ask.
“Yeah,” says Leevy, turning on her heel.
“Leevy!” I say. “Don’t let her bring the kids.” “No. I’ll stay with them myself,” she says. “Thanks.” I grab Gale’s jacket and hurry after the others.
THE HUNGER GAMES:
» Good job, sweetheart.
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All the hurt that’s inside me and the reason that I need
I need to let go of the things I see that have always let me fall
The person to hold up to the young Finnicks and Johannas and Cashmeres. Of what could happen to a victor who caused problems.
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