Tarzan's POV
Jane.
My beautiful Jane.
Safe, in my arms, where nothing can touch her. I won't let anything hurt her.
I kiss her forehead as she sleeps, my hand on her large stomach. I feel little feet as my daughter kicks and can't help but smile to myself.
I didn't think I'd ever get to see my daughter or Jane again after being reaped. I knew the only way to escape the Games was to die, yet somehow I had outsmarted the Gamemakers. I never thought it was possible. Even the smartest of tributes couldn't do it, yet somehow I did it.
I look up at the starry night above us, the beautiful starry night I'm spending with my beautiful girls.
We had to leave District Ten immediately after I returned. It was too risky if any Peacekeepers found us, both of us could be killed. Word couldn't get out that their fail safe, inescapable Games failed, and somebody escaped.
Jane stirred in her sleep and started whimpering. I rubbed her arms and kissed her on the head, trying to rid the nightmare away.
"Tarzan!" She screamed as she jerked awake, breathing heavily and looking around her surroundings of the forest we had been hiding in for a few days now. The plan was to keep quiet and stay here at least until she had the baby, she couldn't move around well now that she was so far along and we figured it would be best if she rested while I gathered food and made a makeshift shelter, whatever was best for our baby.
"It's ok, Jane," I pulled her back into my arms and she calmed down. "I'm right here. You don't have to be scared."
"I-I dreamed that you were still in the Games, and you died. You were ripped apart by mutts-" her voice cracked.
"It's ok," I nuzzled my face in her hair. "Everything is going to be ok and we can stay together and be happy and nothing is going to change that."
"Tarzan," she looked up at me. "What if we get caught? What if something happens?"
The truth was, I didn't know. I was hoping it wouldn't come to that. I was hoping we could just live together in peace and have our baby and maybe when the time was right and we had changed, we could go back to society. Probably not District Ten, probably another District, maybe hide away in the Capitol and become citizens there where life was easier and we didn't have to live with the threat of the Games killing our child. All I knew, was that I was going to do everything in my power to protect her.
"Jane, I have no idea. But I know we will be able to get through it."
She curled up into my chest.
"I love you."
"I love you too."
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Ariel's POV
I love him so much.
The Games are a tough place to love someone and I hate myself for making myself weak here. A twig snaps and I call for him, usually it is him but if it wasn't I would be Career food by now.
Loving him was a major disadvantage, but it was also a pretty big advantage. The sponsor gifts came so often that at the end of the day we were moaning because we had eaten so much Capitol sweets. I didn't realize the Capitol enjoyed us so much. I had thought Capitol favorite was the other couple still alive, Belle and Adam. I had caught them kissing in the forest the other day, and didn't want to kill them, figuring I wouldn't want Belle to kill Eric and I if we were sharing a moment.
It was also an advantage because we had each other's backs. We weren't like the Careers who could care less if the others lived or died. We cared. We cared wholeheartedly about each other and if a bruise was inflicted on either of us, the other would go crazy.
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Disney Hunger Games
FanfictionWhat happens when your favorite Disney characters are reaped and brought into the Hunger Games? Which Disney character will be able to come out alive? Romance, drama, scandal, will ignite in the arena. Co written by @RavenclawMaven1198 and @belle-of...