A crossover between The Hunger Games and The Maze Runner.
The 74th Hunger Games have arrived, and guess who the tributes for District 12 are? You're right. And wrong.
They are Katniss and Gale.
When Katniss opened her eyes in the arena, only v...
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I slept a dreamless night. But that doesn't mean it wasn't filled with nightmares. I wake up to a metallic taste in mouth, and when I probe my tongue around my mouth I wince at the pain at my cheeks. I must've bitten my cheeks too hard during the night.
Oh the nightmare was nothing - just the horrifying images of Mom and Prim and the redhead. The redhead. Now that my head is clear, I clearly remember when I've seen her. Gale and I were hunting as usual. Suddenly a couple - the redhead and a boy I assume is her lover - ran towards us in a hurry. They wore frightened faces, like they were being chased by someone - the fear we see so very often on animals when we hunt. We could've saved them, but Gale and I hid under a rock-shelter when a hovercraft suddenly appeared and scooped the both of them up, not before killing the boy first. Gale and I witnessed everything but we didn't do anything to help.
After a (not) comfortable bath, I find a set of clothes on my bed, someone probably delivered them when I was in the bath. It is a long-sleeved burgundy tunic, with a pair of tight black trousers and leather shoes. My stomach is growling with hunger right now, and I don't care if anyone is at the dining table yet. It's still pretty early.
Sure enough, when I make it to the dining room, no one is in sight. Luckily I see food on the table - or I'll barge into the kitchen and - I should stop. After confirming that I can serve myself, I fill my plate with all the delicacies I will never get the chance to taste in District 12. Just as I am stuffing food into my mouth in a very unlady-like way, Haymitch and Gale decides to make their appearance.
"Wuwd mourning," I greet them. Gale grins at me while Haymitch gives me a weird look.
"You are going to have your training later, then you'll have a private training session with the Gamemakers where you show them your talent, and they will give you a score that might help you earn some sponsors," Haymitch says once they sit down around the table with their plates full of food like mine before I finished it. "I will coach you first. Decide now whether you want to be coached together or separately."
"Why would you coach us separately?" I ask out of curiosity.
"Say you have a secret talent and you don't want to each other to know," Haymitch wiggles his eyebrows.
Gale and I look at each other. "Guess we don't have secret talents that we don't know," Gale chuckles.
"And why is that?" Haymitch asks.
"We've been hunting together for 4 years - I know her weaknesses like she knows mine." Gale answers with a grin.
Haymitch's mouth hang open. Does he really not know all the venison he ate comes from us? "Oh yeah, right." Well maybe he does know.
"So training together it is," I stand up and wipe my mouth with the back of my hand, which I'm sure will earn me a disapproving look or even a lecture from Effie if she sees this. "Let's go."
