Kurt jumped off his platform his legs running as fast as he could. He didn’t know where he was running. Shouts and screams filled the air as he grabbed a bag at the edge of the cornucopia. He pulled it on his back as he kept running but suddenly felt himself getting tugged back. He quickly turned around as somebody head butted him. Kurt cried out in pain as he tried to rebalance himself. His attacker was weapon less so he tried his best to release himself from his grip. Unexpectedly his attacker went limp and blood started to pour out of his mouth. He fell on Kurt knocking him to the floor. Kurt tried to move but all he could see was fighting around him and if he got up he would be dead for sure.  Maybe if he pretended to be dead he could survive? He used some of the blood that was now dripping on him and put some on his face. Kurt closed his eyes and began to pray.

“KURT!!” Blaine screamed as he saw his body on the floor. He pulled the closest tribute towards him slitting his throat in anger. He walked over to Kurt’s body throwing off the one lying on top of him and picking him up and over his shoulder. Kurt felt Blaine’s shoulder start to dig into his ribs but he couldn’t give away his game just yet. Blaine carried on attacking while he exited the main area and headed towards the abounded ruins. Blaine felt a sudden punch in his back making Kurt fall from his grasp, screaming in pain as he hit the floor twisting his ankle, surprising both Blaine and there attacker.
“Kurt?” Blaine shouted as he was hit over the head by the fellow tributes backpack. Kurt jumped up, his ankle badly twisted.
“Just run Kurt! Leave me and run!” Blaine screamed. Kurt didn’t know what to do until he saw the pleading in Blaine’s eyes as he struggled to gain control. Kurt didn’t want to leave but there was no way he could take out the other tribute as he was built just like Blaine. Kurt ran like he was told. His ankle still in pain but he had to put that to the back of his mind for now.

Kurt had been running for what seemed like forever. His face was like a waterfall, his tears forming mini rivers on his face. He stopped and slowly turned around. Part of him was hoping Blaine would be a few feet away from him running to catch him up, but nothing.

It was starting to get dark now. Kurt had finally made it to one of the abandoned ruins. He found a hole that was just big enough for him to crawl into and rest for the night. He made himself as comfy as he could before he finally pulled off his backpack. His hands shaking from the cold as he was finally able to open the catch and look inside. Inside was a small blanket, a pocket knife and a packet of biscuits. Kurt threw the blanket over himself. A few minutes later the Capitol’s symbol was projected onto the night’s sky. Kurt had to crawl out a bit so he could see it. It started to project the faces, names and districts of the fallen so far. Kurt waited for any sign of Blaine but he wasn’t there. Kurt smiled to himself as he saw the tribute that attacked them face appear in the sky. I guess Blaine got away Kurt thought to himself as he crawled back in humming to himself quietly. He finally shut his eyes and let his body drift off to sleep.

Kurt was awoken by the sound of the cannon. He placed all his items back in the bag and crawled out of the hole. He kept his pocket knife ready in case he needed it in his right hand. He knew it wasn’t much of a weapon but it was all he had. He looked around checking that the coast was clear before deciding to head back to the cornucopia. He knew that it was dangerous to go back there but he needed to find Blaine. The few trees that were there gave him the shelter he needed from the roasting sun. He needed water and he needed it soon. His ankle was still causing him pain. Kurt stopped as he spots an abandoned backpack in the middle of the path. He looks around to see any sign of its former owner. After giving it a few minutes he finally walks up to it. He still keeps an eye out around him as he bends down to pick it up. It was covered in blood, some of it had dried but the rest was new. Kurt suddenly heard a sound but he was unsure of what it was. He grabbed the backpack and legged it before anybody could jump him.

He ran and ran before he finally found himself back where the games had started. He ran to the weapons, most of them had been taken but he managed to find a knife. He quickly looked around for any sign of Blaine. Where are you? He thought to himself. Suddenly someone grabbed Kurt’s neck trying to choke him. Kurt stood on the attacker’s foot managing to turn himself around and knocking them both onto the floor. Kurt’s knife fell out of his pocket allowing the other guy to grab it. Kurt leaned his body forward before head butting him making him drop the knife and allowing Kurt to take it back but now his arm was trapped between them. He started to struggle as the hands around his neck returned and tightened. Kurt tried to move his hand which held the knife as he struggled for air. His head started to become light. He freed his arm and as he was just about to use the knife he heard a voice which sounded like an angel.
“Kurt don’t” The voice said. Kurt did what he was told as abruptly the hands around his neck loosened before they came away completely.

Kurt woke up. He wasn’t by the cornucopia now.
“Hey” Blaine said as he was watching him.
“Hey” Kurt replied as he felt his neck which was still sore from the attack.
“It was you?” Kurt asked as he sat up off the ground.
“You saved me? But I could of…”
“No Kurt. I didn’t want you to kill him.” Blaine said as he walked over to Kurt to adjust the blanket he had put over him.
“Why?”
“Because I want you to have a clean conscience. I’m already damaged but you’re not.”
“I don’t care about my conscience I just want to get out of here alive...with you.” Kurt choked.
“Kurt you should care. You weren’t born for this. I don’t want you to live with your actions stuck in your mind for the rest of your life” Blaine said as he wiped some dirt off Kurt’s face.
“But what about yours?” Kurt asked looking into Blaine’s brown eyes. They used to be full of love when he looked at them, the love was still there but now something sadder was slowly taking over.
“Like I said I’m already damaged. I don’t want you to ever feel how I feel ok.” Blaine said as now sat next to Kurt. Kurt nodded slowly sighing.

They both sat in silence for a while before Blaine spoke again.
“I want to apologise about how I acted the past two weeks” Blaine said as he stared off into the distance. Kurt felt his heart beat race again.
“You don’t need to” he spoke as he watched Blaine turn back to him.
“No I was an ass”
“It’s ok” Kurt said as he grabbed Blaine’s hand and started to stroke it. Blaine smiled at the touch, his hands were warm. Kurt looked more closely at Blaine’s face. Bruises had started to form.
“You’re face” Kurt said as he started to lean over.
“It’s ok. I’d rather it be me then you” Blaine smiled. He slowly moved a piece of fallen hair from Kurt’s face and slowly leaned into kiss him. After about a minute they finally broke apart.
“Oh the Capitol is going to love us” Blaine joked. Kurt laughed knowing exactly what he meant. He nudged his shoulder before he rested his head on it.
“What’s going to happen now?” Kurt asked.
“There’s only one winner in these games and I’m going to make sure it’s you” Blaine said sadly.
“But…no I can’t lose you, not again” Kurt choked as he got up on his knees pleading to him.
“It’s the only way. There never going to allow two winners and I’m never going to allow anyone to hurt you.”
“But there must be a way?”
“Unless they decide to stop doing the games then it’s never going to happen. I’m prepared to die for you Kurt”
“Please don’t say that” Kurt cried. Blaine reached for Kurt, pulling his face back up to look at him.
“I know it’s hard but let’s at least enjoy the time we do have with each other, well the bits when weren’t getting attacked like now.”

They both spent the evening talking about their lives and generally getting to know a bit more about each other. Kurt learnt that Blaine had an older brother and that when he wasn’t training for the games he would help his district with repairs the district may need.
“So Kurt, tell me about your family” Blaine said as he finished cooking a rat they had managed to catch to eat.
“I live with my father, my mother died when I was very young” Kurt said sadly as he remembered that part of his life.
“I’m sorry”
“It’s ok. I was too young to remember her that well.” Kurt said as he took a leg and started to eat it.
“District 12, that’s mining right?” Blaine asked.
“Yeah, I guess that would have been my future down in the mines. Awful places. Not long ago they lost a group of men down there”
“Oh”
“I was lucky my Dad wasn’t with them. I don’t know what I would have done if I had lost him”

Blaine made sure they had got rid of any signs they had been there before getting up.
“Where are you going?” A confused Kurt asked.
“We need to move. We’ve been her to long.” He said as Blaine pulled on his backpack as well as the second one Kurt had found.
“Buts it’s late and it’s dark” he said as he got up.
“Listen I know what I’m doing. I found a place where we can spend the rest of the night. It’s not far from here.” He held out his hand. Kurt looked at it before sighing.
“If I die I’m going to kill you” he said crossly.

They walked through a little wooded area. Blaine had a little light just enough guide their way and not enough for others to find them. Blaine brought Kurt to a little abandoned shack. The windows were bricked up and the door was blocked by a boulder. Blaine started to move the boulder. It was heavy and Kurt could see the veins in his arms and head start to surface as he moved it. Blaine instructed for Kurt to enter in which he did before following and placing the boulder back in front of the entrance. Blaine quickly found a candle he had in one of the backpacks and lit it with a match making the place light up. Kurt looked around to see some old broken furniture. It kind of reminded him of home. He walked up the bed inspecting it closely before turning to Blaine and asking.
“Are we going to be safe in here?”
“Yes unless there is someone as strong as me who can move that boulder, but yes we should be safe.” Blaine went and joined him with the spare backpack Kurt had found and start emptying the contents onto the bed. A neatly packed sleeping bag fell out making both of them cheer. Next a small badly made rope which wasn’t really that up to the job for anything and some apples. Blaine took the rope to inspect it as Kurt placed the apples back in the bag and unwrapped the sleep bag. Kurt sent it out on the bed before he want sat down in it.
“Blaine what are you doing?” Kurt asked as he took off his jacket to make it into a pillow.
“Keeping watch while you sleep.” He said as he pulled over a broken stall.
“But you said we were safe?”
“Kurt I just don’t want anything to happen to you and If I have to stay up all night then I will.” Blaine said as he turned to Kurt who got up and walked over to him. He grabbed his hand and interlocked their fingers. Kurt sighed. Kurt lent forward leaning his forehead against Blaine’s. Kurt slowly kissed him again.
“Now off to sleep with you.” Blaine said against his lips as he pushed Kurt away.
“Fine but we will take it in shifts.” Kurt winked as he went back to the bed to sleep.