Kurt refused as he put the bag on his back and started walking.
“You sure you’re ok?” Blaine asked.
“Listen I’ll be fine. Now let’s find some food.” Kurt said throwing Blaine his coat.

They had been walking for 10 minutes before they heard a cannon go off. They both looked into the sky, thinking of who the unlucky tribute could have been.  Was it the tall red-haired girl who had arms made of steel or the boy from District 5 who had pretty much gained so much weight over his stay at the Capital that he could barley run by the time training had finished. Both had been surprised that he hadn’t been killed in the first wave of violence.

They carried on walking when they heard a cry. Kurt stopped making Blaine walk into the back of him.
“Shh” Kurt whispered as he listened for where the sound was coming from. Kurt slowly walked up to a bush.
“Kurt” Blaine hissed but Kurt carried on, something was telling to follow the cries. He could hear it getting louder. He must be close.
“Help” A small voice said just behind him making Kurt turn around on the spot. He saw Lavender lying on the ground in a pool of blood. Her skin was deathly white and her eyes were lifeless. Kurt jumped to the floor looking for the wound where the blood was coming from. Blaine had finally caught up to Kurt, his eyes wide.
“It’s ok.” Kurt whispered as he pulled off his bag.
“No-no it isn’t.” Lavender whispered back as she adjusted herself. Kurt finally saw a knife lodged into her side.
“I’ll get this out and you’ll be fine.” Kurt said.
“No, I’m dying and that’s-that’s ok. I get to be with my sister again.” She said as she smiled to the sky.
“But”
“No, I-I never had a chance to win. I’m happy to die because I know I will be rejoined with her.” Kurt felt a hand rest on his shoulder. He looked behind to see Blaine had kneeled down next to him. 
“She’s right Kurt there is nothing we can do.” Blaine said softly. Kurt sighed as he looked back at the girl.
“Is there anything we can do to help you? You know stop the pain?” Kurt asked knowing what the mostly likely answer would be.
“You know what you have to do.” Lavender said as she grabbed Kurt’s hands and led them to the knife’s handle.
“No, I’ll do it.” Blaine said as he looked at her. She slowly nodded before Kurt kissed her forehead.

No matter how many times they have heard it, the sound of the cannon was still one of the most terrifying and hopeful sounds they could hear. In one hand it told them that another one had fallen and they didn’t want to know in what gruesome way but in the other hand it meant they were one tribute less which meant one step closer home.

Kurt slowly closed her eyes, as Blaine wiped his now bloody hands on the bottom of his trousers. Kurt kissed her forehead again before he got on to his feet and walked up to Blaine.
“You okay?” Kurt asked as he held onto Blaine’s hand. Blaine was ice cold making Kurt shiver. Blaine wiped the tears from his eyes. He looked back to Lavender’s body.
“We should leave” Blaine said with Kurt nodding in agreement before he looked off to the side. He whispered into Blaine’s ear before he walked a few hundred yards to get some flowers growing in the grass. He picked a handful before returning to Lavender’s body, placing a few in her hair and the rest in her hands.

Both had been walking now for hours, none of them had really spoken much since Lavender. Kurt sighed to himself as he looked up at the now darkening sky.
“KU” A crooked voice said scaring Kurt as he stood still. He could feel something behind him, it wasn’t Blaine but something else. Kurt began to turn around expecting to see Blaine there.
“Blaine?” Kurt called out as he saw that he wasn’t there. He was spinning around on the spot looking for him. He looked down to see that there was some blood on the patch of glass just a few feet away from him. Kurt pulled out the knife from his pocket holding it out in front of him as he went to investigate.  
“Blaine?” Kurt called out again in a hushed tone but there was no response. He bent down to see that the blood had left a trail. He took another look around him to make sure he wasn’t getting watched.
“Where are you?” Kurt cried as he started to follow the trail of blood.

Deeper into the wood he followed it. He felt the hair on his arms rise as the tress surrounding him increased. He could feel eyes watching him. He could see something in the distance, a figure slumped against what looked like a broken tree. Kurt stopped as he checked the area around him. He could still feel the eyes staring at him. He took another step forward, the sound of leaves and branches breaking under him filed the air.

Kurt felt something hit the back of his head as he fell to the ground. He looked up to see a tribute holding a tree branch about to hit Kurt with it again. Kurt grabbed his knife which had fallen beside him and threw it at his attacker. He watched it travel in what felt like years as it hit the other tribute making him drop the branch just missing Kurt. Kurt jumped up pulling the knife back from him. Just as he was about to use it again he felt something sharp dig into his back making him stand still and  a cold breath breathing on his neck behind him.
“Not so fast 12” The voice laughed. Kurt’s whole body was shaking but he wasn’t going to die now, that he knew. He tried to look round at the boy behind him but his neck wouldn’t allow him. He then looked back at the guy that attacked him, he was bleeding heavily from where the knife had hit him in the stomach. He watched as he tried to stand on his feet without losing balance. A hand that was attached to Kurt let go and as it did he felt something fly past his face. He watched as the guy in front of him fall dead on the floor. Kurt gulped as the felt the other hand pull on him again.
“Thanks for the help 6 but it won’t be needed no more” The guy laughed to himself as he started to pull Kurt along the track some more.

Kurt hid his knife in his jacket pocket as he let himself get taken away. He looked down to see that they were still following the trail of blood.
“Why haven’t you just killed me?” Kurt asked, unsure if he wanted to know or not. He waited for a response but there was nothing. He felt himself get tossed around to now see the direction they were heading in. He could see that the figure in the distance was now Blaine. His head was down and it looked like his hands and feet had been tied.
“Blaine” Kurt whispered as he felt himself get thrown to the floor hitting his head against a rock knocking himself out.

Kurt awoke, opening his eyes to bright sunlight, blinding him for a few seconds.
“How long was I out?” Kurt asked as he blinked a few times. He tried to move but his hands were stuck behind him. He tried to move them but to no success. He looked down at his feet then back up. The area around him was empty as he tried to get to his feet.
“K-K-urt” A painful voice spoke. Kurt turned his head to his right to see a badly beaten up Blaine. His face was covered in cuts and he had bruises around his eyes.   
“Blaine” Kurt said as he tried to move closer to him.
“Finally our guests are awake.” A voice said behind them making them both jump. There were a few laughs before 3 tributes, a girl and two males moved in front of Kurt and Blaine. Kurt felt his throat go dry as he tried to escape.
“Whoa calm down there 12, you will be free in no time.” One of the guys laughed. He was from district 1, a career like Blaine.
“Yeah” The girl butted in as her messy red-hair swung in front of her face.
“Go get us some food or something” The guy shouted to the girl as she gave him a disgruntled look.

Kurt looked back to Blaine who was now barely conscious. He watched as his eyes slowly gave up, he wanted to hold him, to tell him everything was going to be ok.
“Hey you wake up” The District 1 guy shouted as he threw a stone at Blaine’s head making him lift his head slowly. Blaine looked at Kurt, his eyes were red. Kurt could tell that he had given up.
“Why won’t you just kill us already?” Kurt shouted as he looked back at the two guys who were now whispering. Kurt felt his heart skip a beat as he saw the two guys walk over towards him and Blaine. The one who had made his way to Kurt was suddenly lifting him to his feet.
“What? What are you doing?” Kurt asked as he tried to fight back. He looked at Blaine, the same thing was happening to him to but his feet were unsteady.
“You guys are our entertainment for tonight.” The guy whispered into Kurt’s ear. Kurt didn’t know what this meant but he felt his body begin to shake.

They were led to a patch of open grass before they were thrown back to the floor. Kurt watched as Blaine just laid still ready to take whatever they had planned for them.
“Please don’t give up.” Kurt cried to himself as he watched the guy who had Blaine kick him in the stomach before he finally let him go. He watched as he walked to the centre spot between them and looked to his friend who nodded as he went to a bag pack behind him. Kurt watched unsure what was happening. He watched as the guy pulled out a long handle which had a flat hammer part on one side and a blade on the other from under his bags. The tribute then placed the weapon between the two boys and headed over to Blaine while the other guy headed to Kurt.
“What are you doing?” Kurt asked again as he felt a pair of hands start to mess with the ropes around his.
“Oh you’re just going to fight to the death in front of us.” The guy laughed as he kicked Kurt in the back making him fall face first in the grass beneath him. He could feel his hands were free but his legs weren’t. He looked up to see the same had been done for Blaine.
“You better get started then” The tributes laughed as they threw some more stones towards the two of them.
Kurt started to shuffle forward towards Blaine, he needed to think of a plan to get them out of this saturation and he needed to think of it fast.