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Destiny Told Me To

Peeta paced around his room, more nervous as the time flew past. He walked into your room, seeing you laying down on your bed.
"Oh, hey, Y/N..." Peeta said.
"Hey Peeta! What's up?" You say, almost cheerfully in an attempt to make Peeta happy.
"Aren't you scared? You know, we're going into a game where we have to fight for survival. You seem a little too happy about that fact," Peeta pointed out.
"Haha... yeah, I'm terrified. I'm just putting up a strong front to make it seem like I want to be here. I would rather be anywhere else. Literally anywhere," You explained your thought process to Peeta in an attempt to make you seem less crazy.

Peeta smiled, rubbing your shoulder to comfort you.
"To be honest, I'm also pretty terrified too, but I have to be the strong guy from District 12, you know what I mean? It's like I have to put up a front and pretend that I'm so excited to be here," Peeta told you, hoping that could relate.
"I know what you mean... you have to be strong and act like you're proud to be a tribute from District 12, but holy fuck is it scary." You whisper to Peeta as the night makes you both tired.

The next morning, Peeta wakes you up. The two of you get out of your bed and get into your clothes. All the tributes were going to be interviewed by Caesar Flickerman.

Caesar: Ah, our wonderful District 12 tribute, Y/N L/N! So, have you been preparing for the games?

Y/N: I have. It's been a challenge, but survival is my main goal.

Caesar: Of course, you want to make it out and return to your family! As long as you fight and you fight hard, you might just win The Hunger Games.

Y/N: Anything is possible, right?

Caesar: Exactly, that's the spirit! And what do you think about the other District 12 tribute? Uh... Peeta Mellark! What are your thoughts on him? Everyone wants to know.

The crowd starts to cheer and clap, awaiting your answer.

Y/N: I've only known him for a few days, but I can definitely say that Peeta is an interesting character. Not only interesting, but talented. Maybe you'll get to see his talent for yourself when the games begin.

Caesar: Well, that's a very interesting answer... we can't wait to watch you in the games!

The night slowly closed in and before you knew it, The Hunger Games started tomorrow. Thoughts raced through your mind. Hope, despair, anguish, a thirst for blood, determination and worry. You barely got any sleep.

The next morning, Peeta woke you up and you were about to head to the arena when he stopped you.

"Y/N, I've only known you for a few days but it feels like I've known you for an eternity. No matter the cost, no matter the bloodshed; I will find a way for you to survive. Even if that inevitably results in my death. Good luck out there." Peeta hugged you tightly for a few moments.

"Let the 74th annual Hunger Games commence and may the odds be ever in your favour."

As the games began, a few people darted towards the cornucopia. Others ran away from it. You waited for everyone to leave the cornucopia in a nearby tree before running to grab whatever supplies remained.
Some sort of machete, a bottle of water and a pair of binoculars were what you took. You ran away from the middle and ventured out into the forest.

You were practically out of breath as you found a cave to hide in for the first night. The cannon sounded a few times.

District Three female.
District Eight male.
District Ten female.
District Six female.
District Nine male.
District Seven male.
District Six male.
District Nine female.
District Seven female.
All dead.

All of the deaths felt meaningless and surreal. Nine total deaths and it was only the first day. You spent the rest of the first night wondering how Peeta was and focusing on the main goal. Your survival.

Part Two Coming Soon!