Hey,

A new chapter, a bit shorter than the rest. This only the first day. I'm sorry it took so long before this chapter was done. I hope you liked it. The story is not going to be like the hunger games. I want to change a bit.

Quinn, Rachel and all of them are not like the people from the hunger games. So they will also react different. I hope you like this story.

Enjoy

Chapter 5: Let the games begin..

Before the bloodbath

Rachel , district 6

Rachel stared at the darkened city, she imagined that her mother could be watching the same sight right now. They were so close together, yet they hadn't set eyes on her. She would give anything for her mother's freedom, but she knew that even her life wouldn't pay the price. Nothing would pay the death's her mom's freedom of speech had cost. Not her death or her mother's silence would get any of them out of this situations. She knew that only rebellion would set her mother free. Quinn told her that she had a plan. She wouldn't share the plan. Quinn told her that if she knew she would give away too much. It would be dangerous, if not only Quinn knew about the plan.
So Rachel decided to enjoy the last night before the deathly games. She watched the lights of the city. A part of herself wished she could jump down. Only they didn't get to make that decision, they were send to a death por their choice. They were sent to their deaths por the capital, and nobody else. They were handed the weapons so they could kill each other. The game makers could even choose their movement for them. Every little thing in the games sucked. 23 people needed to die, for not a real reason.

"Rachel Berry…" Quinn stepped seguinte to her. "I didn't expect you here. Well, I kind of did. Where would you have been, if you weren't here, right?"
"Quinn I need to know." Rachel turned mais to Quinn. "I could help if I knew whatever you were planning. "
"and I'm telling you no." Quinn turned to Rachel. "There's a danger in this, that you couldn't understand. You don't want to be in my knowledge. You would be to scared, if people find out, dying is the best thing that could happen to us. Believe me."
"I know how rebellion is punished." Rachel pulled Quinn's hand. "You're forgetting that my mother is one of the biggest rebels the world has ever known. So, please don't tell me that I don't know what I need to be expecting. Quinn tell me!"

"I won't tell you Rachel." Quinn smiled at her. "Off course I know you understand everything about rebellion. The dangers in this world are something we can't understand. But this plan can only work if not one of the careers knows. The danger when they would know is something even I can't understand. Do you understand Rachel?"
"I want to understand…" Rachel turned away. "But I don't. If you think I can't understand something like this, than you should change your mind. I've been…"
"Rachel, I want to tell you trust me…" Quinn spoke
"You can trust me…"
"It's not about trust…" Quinn explained. "If this works, we can change the world. Get rid of this games."

Rachel stared to the floor. She wanted to know what Quinn was going to do. She wouldn't ask Quinn anymore; now they weren't listening to them. In the arena, they would. In a way it felt like they gave them privacy right now, to take it away later. Right then every mover would be broadcast. People could watch the Hunger games 24/7. They were able to watch the things the capitol aired, but they were also able to choose the things they wanted to see.
Rachel noticed that Quinn was no longer looking at her. She moved closer to the ledge and turned to the sky. She was thinking something, Rachel however didn't feel like thinking about it too. Tomorrow was the day. Tomorrow they were going to die.

Quinn , district 11

Quinn didn't look at Rachel anymore. Part of her wanted to tell Rachel about the plan. Tell Rachel that there was a chance that mais than one person could survive this games. Yet if she told Rachel there would be one mais person with a plan that could possible fail. Quinn's plan was to make it seem like they were dead. The so called dead people would start a rebellion. One that would bring political discomfort in the capital that was already so flexible. Quinn wanted to save Rachel's mom, Shelby. And she would fight back. She wouldn't just go down. Like all the others, she was going to stop the games.

She noticed that Rachel turned away from her. She was glad that she didn't have to look in her eyes. Rachel had been through mais than she had. She was pulled away from a loving mom. A part of her felt sorry for Rachel. She turned around and left the room. The elevator brought her to the 11th floor. She shared the elevator on the way down with Santana. Santana didn't say anything. Somehow she felt the same regret for Santana.
"Good luck…" Quinn whispered before she stepped in the apartment. She saw Matt, he was sitting por the window. Quinn knew how worried Matt had to be. He was a good friend of hers, but in the last days she hadn't been able to say anything. He had told her that he would be one of the first to go. Yet Quinn didn't want to believe it. She wanted to make him part of her group. If there was the time. Quinn turned away from him and stepped in her room. Right there she could imagine how life would be , if she hadn't been here. She would play with her daughter, yet now she had to play with weapons.

Quinn dropped herself in the bed. Tomorrow she was going to go to the arena. There was no part of herself that wanted to go there. She wasn't even curious after the arena. She believed that the careers would be excited. She believed that the excitement would keep them up right now. They had enough excitement for all of them. The other people were scared as well. If fear would fuel the whole capitol, they would have enough to keep going for years. They wouldn't need anything but the fear of the poor tributes. Quinn lay down and noticed that sleep didn't want to take over her body.

The games

Brittany, district 5

When Brittany went to cama she had no idea what was going to happen that seguinte day. She didn't know where the arena was and what kind of weapons they would be able to use. She wondered about anything. Brittany put her head on the cama and was encantada por a light sleep. Brittany got up and she pulled her clothes for the cabinet. She jumped of the cama and took a small breakfast. After that she followed her mentor to the zeppelin. They weren't going por train, they were taking the flying zeppelin. Brittany had seen these before. Whenever there were troubles in her district she would see those awful devices.
Brittany was so scared. She sat down. Right away a man stepped towards her. He grabbed her arm, in the gun like object she could recognize a small object. Then man pulled her arm even closer and put the object to her skin. It only took a moment and a bit pain. The object started to light up with her heartbeat. On the screen she would see a number 5 appear. After that he took Blaine's arm. Brittany pulled the other hand in hers. Blaine didn't feel much mais pain. And after only a moment she could see Santana on the other side. She was far away from her. Brittany couldn't reach her. Oh, how she wanted to take Santana's hand. Then she returned her eyes to the floor.
"Brittany…" Blaine spoke "We have to stick together. You can count on me…"

"Blaine, I won't leave you…" Brittany stared to the floor. "I'm so scared, Blaine. What if I die? Or what if…"
"That won't happen."
"You can't promise that Blaine." Brittany replied "For all I know you will die. Or I will die, we can't stop that. I can say that I'm not going to be the winner. Blaine, there's only one winner."
"It could be you…" Blaine reacted
"When it's me…" Brittany turned away from him. "You will be gone. 23 people have to die for one to survive."

With that the conversation stopped. No one knew what to say after that sad truth. There wasn't a ano that had gone different. It always was the same: there were 23 dead kids and one victor. One person that killed at least one person. Brittany couldn't imagine living with blood on her hands. She couldn't end one person's life. Maybe even mais lives would be ended with her hands. Yet she didn't see herself as a cruel soul. If she hadn't been send here, she wouldn't have killed anyone. Yet, now it seemed a possibility. She stared at her pale hands, she was almost able to see blood on them. On both of her hands. As she looked up, she tried to ignore herself. She turned to the rest of them. Tina smiled at her, she waved a bit. Yet it went unnoticed for the rest of them. Brittany could imagine that Tina hadn't spent time with nice people. The past days wouldn't have been easy for Tina. Yet the seguinte days would be even harder.

After a few moments the zeppelin stopped. They all stopped and were brought to a small room. They were told that this room would only be used once. Brittany rolled her eyes, she wouldn't have mind if she liked the as cores on the mural more. She saw the clothes they were supposed to wear. This year, the girls actually wore dresses. They were dresses with short sleeves. They had long black leggings and the dresses were dark blue. There was a casaco who was dark blue as well.

Brittany noticed that she liked the dress. She couldn't wait to see Santana in it. Oh why was she thinking about Santana. She should be thinking about killing Santana, yet her mind was only able to imagine Santana in that same unique dress. She turned around, but she couldn't recognize anything. Nerves did that to her. Nerves always did that to her. She didn't know who was doing her hair, or maybe even what it looked like. Everything that was going on around her went to fast.
"Brittany…" the voice spoke to her. "It's time…"

Brittany moved to the ring on the floor. She stared to the ceiling. She didn't know what would happen. Just that she found that herself light headed. Almost like she wasn't existing anymore. She couldn't see around her or do anything else. It almost like her body disappeared for a moment. And it was than she was standing in a rocky arena. Brittany knew that she didn't have to get off this platform to early. Brittany wouldn't do that. She wouldn't go out like someone who didn't try. So she waited for the clock to hit zero. Brittany noticed that the intentions of the careers were all to go for the weapons. She could also see a few bags. She would get one of those. As she heard a noise. The time had passed and they could start. Everyone around her left the platform. Heading away from the place or heading towards the weapons. Brittany knew there would be a blood bath. Yes she went for the bag anyway. It wasn't that far away, she started to run really fast. She grabbed the bag and headed the other direction. Away from the danger.
"Please no.." She could hear Harmony scream. She was dead, Brittany was sure of that. A scream for dead was something that you could recognize from . Yet Brittany didn't turn back. She ran towards the east. Somehow she believed the east was the safest. She ran. She didn't even pause to check what was in the bag. Brittany kept running for ten minutes. It was still in the middle of the day. She didn't know how much people were already dead. She assumed it was a bit over 10.

"Watch it…" A voice came from behind her. She turned around to find Blaine right there. Brittany threw her arms around his neck.
"You made it, Blaine." She cried it out. "How?"

"It was a mess over there." Blaine spoke "I saw how they murdered Sunshine. "

"It's so sad." Brittany spoke "I heard Harmony scream. It was so unreal. I won't ever be able to forget that scream. Never."
"I won't be able to forget that image either." Blaine spoke "I think it's better we'll die. We won't have to carry around those memories. I mean Kurt could be dead…"
"And I'm sure he's okay…" Brittany smiled "He's smarter than that. I'm sure he got away. But, we have to set up camp. It will take us at least a couple of hours to secure a piece of land and digging a camp."

Santana, district 12

Part of Santana wanted to know if the last room her sister saw, would have looked like this. There was almost nothing hanging from the wall. The walls were colored in a sad white. And there was a big mirror. A few chairs were placed to the side of the room. She stared at the dress. She would have preferred if the boys and the girls wore the same. Yet that wasn't the case this year. She had no idea why there was a difference between what the girls wore and what the boys did. Was this because they wanted the girls to stand a bigger shot. Santana didn't think so. It wasn't that she hated dresses, she just didn't like to wear them too often. And this moment was described as too often.

Santana's hair was already done. She looked in the mirror and didn't seem to fully understand what her hair would change about the games. After a few hours, it would be a complete mess. She didn't get all the effort that was put in that. If it were up to her, she would let her hair be the way it was. What was there so fun about doing her hair. Why did she have to do that? She couldn't remember an occasion to do her hair. Not even on the funeral of her sister. She didn't see a reason to do so. And now for her own dead, her hear was done . It had been done every dia for the last week. Even for the practices. Actually her hair was always done.

Santana thought about Brittany. Why the hell did her mind go to Brittany? Thinking about Brittany right now didn't seem to make sense. Brittany being on her mind was something that made her kind of happy. That was something she hadn't been for years. Maybe Brittany was a good thing. A really good thing, because being happy felt better than the feeling she had in the past. So Santana smiled for just a moment. Why was she mais happy with her death closer, than with life in all around her. Was Santana sadistic? No, it was all Brittany.

Right now, the man told Santana to head to the circle. She had actually no idea what would be happening right now. She knew that she would be sucked somewhere else. That this círculo would bring her to the arena itself. Maybe something would pull her upstairs. Something that would be highly new. That only would be used once. Or was it removed of the scene later. Something in her believed that could happen. The capitol was really cheap on some cases. She doubted this would be any different. Or did they still use this when people came here, well maybe they did.
When they told her to step on the circle, she did it. Why? Because right now you didn't have an opinion on anything. Not right now. So Santana closed her eyes as she heard a sharp noise. A strange feeling went through her body. It was when she opened her eyes that she Mercedes in front of her. seguinte to her was Quinn and in front of Quinn Rachel was standing. Brittany was far from her. Yet that didn't stop her eyes to procurar for her. The numbers became less and when there was a loud noise she ran towards the Cornucopia. She didn't see Puck near her. Yet, she was painfully aware from other people's presence. She grabbed the rosa, -de-rosa bag in front of her and the sword and ran off. She moved the sward in front of her to block any weapons heading her way, and smashed Finn in the head. He didn't fall down, but did back away from her. Right now she felt great about heading south. The direction seemed safe. She wasn't sure. She picked another sleeping bag from Sunshine's cold arms. After that she kept running. The screaming in the distance was something she left behind for a while. She would worry about fighting later.

After she ran for an hour. First she ran over sand and rocks. After that she came in to a forest. After that she arrived to the creek. She sat down for a moment and opened the bag. Inside there were matches, a flashlight, a rope, a bottle, some socks, a banana and other things she could use to survive. There was also a first aid kit. She filled the bottle with water from the creek and used one of the pots in her bag to cook the water. After that she put the water in her bag. Following the creek would be a nice idea. Until she found shelter or someone to kill. Not that Santana really wanted that.
Actually Santana wanted to know if Brittany was still alive. Even if she was, she wanted to get to her. Maybe Brittany was mais important than winning.

Rachel, district 5

As Rachel stared around her. She noticed that the tiara in her head only made her remind her mother more. Why did she have to be here right now? Part of her wished that her mother wasn't as good as she was. Yet, she loved everything about her. Slowly Rachel stepped towards the ring. She kept her eyes open and noticed that she was pulled upstairs. She stared to Artie on the other side. She needed to save him. She needed to get out of here with him por her side. With Quinn por her side. She turned to Quinn for only a short moment and showed her to help save Artie. Quinn nodded her head like she understood.

Rachel returned her eyes to the numbers. She saw the weapons in the Cornucopia. Some of them seemed really interesting. The segundos went faster than she expected. When the buzzer went, it took time to start moving. She moved herself towards Artie and pulled him to the bushes. Just one moment she stared to the bags once mais again. She moved so fast, she never knew she could ran that fast and pulled 4 bags in her arms. Quinn grabbed another two and headed towards Artie. Rachel turned back and ran to the same bushes. She
put the bags seguinte to Artie.
"Please help!" A desperate voice called for her.
"Rachel, what the hell do you think you're doing?" Quinn turned to her.
"It's Tina!" Rachel turned to Quinn. "She's just like all of us. I'm saving her, Quinn!"

Rachel headed back in the bloodbath. She saw that Tina was running away from Sugar. She kept an ax above her and was ready to balanço it.
"Put that ax down." Rachel took a step closer. "That's what they want us to do. Can't we just not…"
But Sugar didn't react. The ax moved closer to Tina as Rachel levitated her arms. Roots moved from the earth to pull Sugar from it. She was dangling in the air as Rachel moved closer and pulled Tina up. Slowly she took the ax from the ground. Sugar still had the same mean expression on her face. Rachel turned to surroundings. She saw the bodies of Sugar, Matt, Harmony and Rory.

"What did they ever do to you?" Rachel took the ax. "Just because people hand you a weapon, doesn't mean you should start killing each other. That's what they want us to do."
Quinn stepped towards Rachel, she saw how Lauren was getting closer. Quinn pulled the ax from Rachel's hands. It only took a few segundos for Rachel to summon another pair of roots, but Lauren was too fast and seemed to run from the scene. Quinn pulled the ax in her hand. She turned to her.
"We can't kill her, Quinn." Rachel whispered. "We're not like that."
"If we don't kill her now, she's going to kill us later." Quinn took a balanço and her head fell from her body. Quinn pulled the weapon closer."

Quinn ran towards the cornucopia and pulled everything she could in her arms. Tina followed her movement. They took a tent, sleeping bags, anything they would be able to use.
"They'll be back here…" Tina explained "They will set up camp. We won't be able to return safely."
"Well…" Quinn pointed to the bags. "Fill them as much as possible. I'm sure they're not filled. Take things to make weapons. No heavy weapons. Food. We need to be able to survive a couple of days."
Tina put as much in the bags as possible. Rachel rant to the bushes to put what was in the other bags in one. Then she returned with 5 empty bags. She put comida in it as much as she could. They took two tents, just for the sake of it.
"I think we could be joined por others…" Quinn spoke "The mais there are of us, the better."
"Thanks." Tina turned to Rachel. "Without you I would have been toast."

"My mother always says everyone deserves help." Rachel smiled "Beside, this is completely unfair."
"Let's go." Quinn whispered as they put the last thing in their bags. They hid some weapons that were hard to take on their journey. There was one good thing about it, there was hardly any comida left. They had taken the things that could help them to survive. Not the things that would help them kill people. That was not her reason. Quinn moved the West. She hadn't seen anyone heading there. Quinn noticed that Artie's lap was filled with anything that couldn't be carried por any of them. It took them a few fours to reach waters. In fact it was a place where a river dividido, dividir in two. Rachel stared at the trees.

"We should build a árvore house…" Rachel said. "It's high and safe."
"Then you're in luck." Quinn smiled "I am the best climber in district 11. Plus, I can build árvore houses like no other. I think we must be done in an hora or two."
"Rachel, while they are busy you can see if there's anything over the river that we can use…" Artie explained, he smiled a bit. "With your powers, you're saver than the rest. Okay?"
"Fine…"

Rachel didn't like splitting up. There was a part of it that she strongly disliked. Yet, it was a great idea. So Rachel took an empty bag with her and headed towards the river. It was in the northern direction. Her bag was filled with empty bottles, so she could fill them in the river. Rachel noticed that the walk didn't last as long as the thought. Slowly she filled the bottles and swam over the river. She headed farther in milho field. She picked a bit of grain. And headed on. After an hora of stepping she arrived por an abandoned house. She stepped inside to find old and broke TV's and computers there. She doubted if the people knew about this place. There was mesa, tabela there and anything they could use. In the back yard she noticed a lot of potatoes. There were a lot of matrasses laying around without a bed. Slowly she stepped outside.
"Keep your hands in the air!" A voice in the background called out. "don't move!"

"Who are you?" Rachel turned around to find a woman with dark red hair. It was Emma, the girl from district 3. Rachel smiled for a moment. "Emma, I'm not going to hurt you."
"That's what that Sugar girl said…" Emma took a step on. "Then she launched a rock to my head. I was smart enough to dodge it."
"You're really going to compare me to that career?" Rachel raised an eyebrow. "Come now. Why are you here? I mean there's comida that's right. Yet, you are alone."

"I was hoping to use the computers to hack in the mainframe of the game makers…" Emma explained "Yet, that was a negative. Besides, we could fool them. Insert a virus in their mainframes. It that would work, the force field would give in. Giving us the chance to escape. Believe me, it works."
"How were you going to make the computers work?" Rachel raised an eyebrow. "there's no electricity. I doubt they're that stupid."

"Well, we have like 500 potatoes outside." Emma spoke "That's all you need. But the hard disks have been damaged. I don't think I can get any of them to work."
"Well, we could get this all back to our base camp." Rachel explained. "I'm sure we can find a way to cruz the river without any trouble."
"There's a small bridge…" Emma spoke "I came over it."
"No one gave me that information…" Rachel smiled as she pulled her wet clothes closer.

"Well, maybe we should take as much supplies as we can." Rachel explained "A couple matrasses. The computers, anything that we can use."

Rachel and Emma started to pull matrasses on a wooden object they wound. There were wheels beneath it so they could pull it easily. Rachel took the small TV and the computers and bound them on the matrasses they found. They also took a few pillows from the cabinets and blankets. So none of them could go cold. It only took them 10 minutos to pull the objects together. After that Rachel and Emma started to pull the potatoes from the soil. It took them over 30 minutos to get all the potatoes in the sack.
"We can always get more…" Rachel smiled. After that they started their long way back. Rachel was able to make the plants mover a little. So passing por with everything was easier they would have thought. It only took them 2 hours to get to the camp. Quinn was already building a segundo ladder to get to the segundo floor of the árvore house.
"She's making it a árvore villa…" Artie goofed.

"Rachel…" Tina smiled to Emma. "Emma, what did you take?"
"We took potatoes." Rachel smiled "I brought lamps, matrasses, pillows. Anything to make our stay better."
"Rachel, you do know the hunger games is not a 4 estrela vacation right?" Artie joked "Besides, how are we going to make a computer work. There is no electricity."
"Well…" Emma smiled "That's where the potatoes come in…"

"Emma wants to use the computers to do smart things." Rachel explained. "I'll explain it to you later."
"Well, electricity is never a stupid idea." Quinn spoke "Electricity traps are really painful. Plus keeping tracks on our competition is never wrong. Rachel, can you start making camp. You can put one matrass in every tent. We'll see how we'll do it with the árvore house. Tina, can you start building traps. We don't want to be surprised por anybody. I don't think the night is going to wait longer…"

Finn, district 2

Finn ran away from the group. Something about roots picking him up seemed scary to him. Lauren was right behind him. What the hell just happened? He stopped and took a look around. Lauren put her hand on his shoulders.
"What the hell just happen?" Lauren spoke "Did that Berry girl do that?"
"I can assure you that the answer is yes…" Finn turned around. "When did the girl from district 5 become the scariest girl in the hunger games?"

"Dumb blond is the district 5 girl…" Lauren turned to him. "The Berry girl is the district 6 girl…"
"Her mom must be jumping in excitement." Finn turned away. "How could she escape from our hands? How could that other blond kill Sugar?"
"I'll tell you…" A voice sounded from behind them. "Never underestimated your competition…"

They turned around to find Becky behind them. She had a bow in her hands and the Arqueiro was pointing in their direction. She jumped of the little árvore .
"You should have seen your face…" Mike and Sebastian stepped from behind the trees.
"What the hell is she doing here?" Lauren spoke "Did we tell you to get a small retarded girl?"
"I'm not retarded." Becky smiled "I can kill you without blinking. I think you are the one that is retarded. Plus, I'm part of your alliance. I would start to be nice…"
"She could be lethal man…" Sebastian sat down seguinte to them. "So did you start you walk of destruction yet?"

"Well, no." Lauren spoke "Remember, you asked us to wait. Plus, we'll have to return. I think we should see how much these kids roubou of our basic camp."
"Everything I guess…" Finn spoke "Well, we'll have to find comida ourselves."
"It's not like it's that hard…" Becky spoke "Do you honestly say that you've never had to look for your food. No wonder you are so stupid."
"Well…" Finn turned away. "Let's start our…"

Brittany, district 5

Brittany stared from the hole she had dug to the evening sky. The first picture to pop up in the evening sky was Sugars. Blaine's eyes opened in surprise.
"How is that even possible?" Blaine spoke "She was a murder machine. How did this happen?"
"Don't worry Blaine…" Brittany spoke "No one mourns the wicked. I would like to know who killed her. So I could get them a prize. Now we can actually win this…"

"With Sugar gone we stand a chance…" Blaine smiled "But you must remember Lauren is still in the game. Sebastian is too. We shouldn't underestimate them. Don't you think?"
"Well, you're right about that."

"Brittany, what is in your bag?" Blaine slowly took the bag. He slowly opened it. The first thing he felt was a flash light. He switched on and shined on the object. "Sweet a blow pipe…"
"My blow pipe…" Brittany pulled in from his hands. "You hardly know how to aim."

"That's alright Brittany." Blaine spoke "Where would Kurt be?"
"I don't know…" Brittany smiled "With Mercedes thinking about how handsome you look in your arena outfit. I mean he's smitten with you and we both know it. Don't even try to ignore it. You have a crush on him."
"Well, he is handsome…" Brittany's smile appeared on her face. "But I'm going to die."
"Well, we've both known love." Brittany smiled "Sugar didn't know love."

Mercedes & kurt, district 8

"I feel like the transportation took an inch of my hair." Mercedes moved her hair through her hair as she stared to the night sky. "
"Well, only 5 people died." Kurt turned to Mercedes. "That can't be good. mais than 10 people die in the usual hunger games. How come only five people died?"
"Why are you worrying?"
"Because I don't want the game makers to get bored." Kurt explained. "We'll be the ones who suffer under their boredom. I mean, people must be bored…"
"Well, they'll be eating…" Mercedes spoke "How much do they really care about the Hunger Games?"
"They bet who dies first…" Kurt smiled "Trust me, they care a whole lot."

Only now Kurt started to worry about the death count of the games. Less deaths mean less excitement. Which meant the game makers could be sending fogo their way. That was something Kurt feared mais than anything. It almost always involved fire. Kurt didn't like fire. It was dangerous with so many woods around. Kurt wanted to know what was going to happen.
"I would like to be a fly in that room…" Mercedes smiled "Just to know what these guys are up to."
"Well, even than you won't find out a thing…" Kurt replied "They're…"
"I can't believe I didn't go for a bag." Mercedes spoke "We need to find a way to survive. I don't know if I even dare to sleep. Someone could come along all the time to kill. What do we do, sleep in teams?"
"Maybe we should just crawl in a tree…" Kurt replied "what do you think?"

"It's our only shot." Mercedes pulled herself in the tree. "I don't think I can go any longer without any sleep."
Kurt followed the mover of Mercedes. They got on the branches, after a few braches Mercedes stared down to the ground. She was pretty high up or that was what her feeling told her. So, Mercedes stayed on that branch. Kurt got a branch higher and paused there. Right now he could see a bit mais of the forest. He could see the river they drank from a few segundos ago.
Kurt noticed that it only took a few segundos for Mercedes to fall asleep. For him it wasn't so easy to fall asleep. His mind went to Blaine . He was so glad that his head didn't show up in the sky tonight. He was actually happy. One thing he wanted before he died was to meet Blaine face to face. There was something about being in amor with a guy you didn't know. It felt great to be in love. Yet he wanted to talk to Blaine face to face. Maybe the personality he imagined, wasn't the personality Blaine had. Maybe Blaine was a jackass. Yet, Kurt couldn't believe that.

He was sure that Blaine was a good guy. Or at least he wanted to believe that.

Santana, district 12

Santana turned around to check if anyone was there. Yet the forest didn't seem to stop. She was sure that she was walking in to circles. Santana decided to turn back to the East. Santana took the compass and pulled the bottle from the bag. She took a small sip. She needed to be careful with water. There was only 1 bottle of water in her bag. Right now it was still mais than half filled.

Santana put it back. She stepped on, slowly she stepped on. Maybe she was going to a certain dead. At least she did better than her sister. She didn't make it passed that bloodbath. Santana stared at the sky, the sun was starting to set. She would find out who died in a couple of seconds. Right now she wanted to know if Brittany was alive. She didn't care about any other dead people. As long as Brittany wasn't part of the people that would appear on the sky. Santana didn't want to lose another person she loved. Did she just think she loved Brittany? How could she fall in amor in only one day? Did people actually do that? Did people ever do that?

Santana noticed that it only took 15 minutos for the sun to go down. The national anthem was playing. Santana had made up another version of the song. One that was full of swear words. Santana wanted to sing along, yet she didn't want to do that in the honor of the dead people. Some of them disserved her respect. Santana didn't think she would have liked it if anyone did that to her sister. So, she kept her mouth shut. She just stared at the quiet western sky.

She was relieved when Brittany's head didn't show up at that sky. She wanted to shout, but yet that wouldn't be much better than the sarcastic song. So Santana just looked at the sky while walking. She wasn't tired yet. She would just step on. In the distance she could see William. She turned away, She didn't want to check on what he was doing. That was not a seguro idea. So she simple walked on

A couple of hours passed by. Santana saw the forest got darker. It would be the safest idea to find safety. She crawled in the seguinte árvore she saw, because she knew that one of the moments she would get tired. She got in the árvore just in time. She saw how the group of careers walked passed her.

They were talking about killing people. Santana stared down at them. She was sure she would hear the sign of dead. Careers always found someone to kill. She was surprised por Becky, somehow she was part of the career group. Santana didn't understand how the small 12 ano old looked this mean. She was sure this what she needed to survive. Santana understood. Maybe she would do the same thing. Even she was so pissed with the world. If she had a início to return too. It hit her like sun in a sunset. Brittany was the only início to her. She didn't just amor her. She was the only person she had left.