The Hunter Games (Supernatural/Hunger Games AU) [SADLY, ON HOLD]

Chapter 2

"NOOO!!" I heard Sam screaming and immediately rushed over to him.

"Shh, Sammy...Sammy, it's okay! I'm here, it was just a dream. Dean's here." I said to him. Sam gasped and breathed hard, crying softly into my shoulder. His wings were shuddering and shaking, hard.

"But the demon-"

"Shush, Sam. It's okay. We're okay. He won't- cant- hurt you." I whispered, holding him on his bed.

"Dean..." He said quietly.

"It's okay, Sammy. Azazel is long gone, he'll never be back. And if he is, we'll gank him together." I said, gently pushing him back down onto his bed. He smiled softly, wiping the tears from his eyes and blinking slowly.

"Hey Jude... don't make it bad..." I started singing softly. He smiled.

"Take a sad song, and make it better." We sang together softly. His wings relaxed.

"Remember to let her into your heart, then you can start to make it better."

"Hey Jude, don't be afraid." We sang simply. I would've stayed there forever, singing the song that mom used to sing to me.

"You remembered the song." I said. He grinned at me.

"Of course I did, I will never forget it." He responded, lightly pressing his wings against mine.

"Well, Sammy, I gotta go. You remember that song. And don't forget it." I beamed at him and went to stand up, but he grabbed my sleeve.

"Why are you going?" He asked quietly.

"I'm going to- uh, I'm just going, Sammy. You sleep well, I'll be back. Love you, little brother." I flashed him one more loving grin before standing up and walking out of the room. I wished my wings invisible, so they were in another plane of existence. I don't have celestial powers, just the wings and a little super-strength. I walked over to the doorway and pulled my jacket off the hook, turning to see Sam's dog growling at me.

"I'll cook you, Buster." I said to the dog. He growled for a few more seconds until I had left the house, shutting the door behind me and breaking into a run.

I ran past the trees and poor people carrying buckets and wringing out cloth. People hanging clothes on wires and kids playing in the mud. I ran past a formation of 'Angels' and a bunch of trees, finally getting to the top of the dam and running across the meadow to an electric fence, which is usually off. I crawled through a hole in the fence and ran to the trees, carefully stepping over to a rotten log and pulling a leather bag containing twelve small, black throwing knifes out from under it. A little more digging around and I found my other odd shaped sword. It was about the size of my arm, the blade of it was a metallic dark grey color. Its base was square-ish, but then it bent off sharply to a more triangular shape. I slipped the blade into its sheath and clipped it to my pants, standing back up and looking around, studying the forest. What I spotted shocked me; it was a deer. Finally, I spread my wings. Slowly, as to not frighten it or make noise. I kept them pinned behind me. I stayed completely still, pulling out a knife and aiming. The deer turned around and saw me, running off. Crap, I thought, running along the forest floor, with help from my wings, and following the deer. I glanced around, tracking the animal and finding it among the trees. I took aim with one of my knifes, and I was just about to throw it when a voice yelled something behind me.

"What're you going to do with that when you kill it?!" A voice yelled. The deer ran and I whirled around, looking at the slim figure before me.

"Damn you, Lisa." I said, glaring at her. She just laughed and jumped down from a low hanging tree branch, her brown jacket flailing in the slight breeze. Under the jacket, she was wearing a faded navy blue shirt, which had a few tears in it.

"It's not funny." I growled at her. She grinned at me and looked around at the scenery. Tall trees loomed over us, branches stuffed full of bright green leaves gently rustling.

"Yeah, it kinda is. What's up, Wingchester?" She said.

"Winchester. And nothing. I was just about to kill that deer, but somebody interrupted me." I snapped at her. She just grinned.

"Whatever, wings. Here, you want something to hunt? I'll give you something to hunt." She said, bending over to pick up a rock, her dark, curly hair falling over her head. She stood back up and pulled her hair back into place, aiming the rock. I pulled out a knife and watched as she tossed the rock, sending birds scurring for safety. I aimed and threw, my blade catching on the wing of one, sending it to the ground. I laughed as it twisted in the air and looked back at her. She laughed with me and I put the rest of my knifes away, walking through the forest's underbrush to get to the animal.

I stopped in my tracks as I heard an odd sound. I looked up to see a huge object pass, rustling the trees and sending a huge, dark shadow over the forest. Leaves dashed aound, crumpled on the ground as I grabbed Lisa by the hand and tugged her over under a bunch of trees, hiding us from view. I zapped my wings back without a thought, Lisa and I stared up at the object as it passed, making loud noises. It finally passed, and we glanced at each other.

"What the hell was that?"

Okey so in the hunger games this is about where it cuts off so...

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