All of wewe lovely people. I'm glad that wewe upendo this story, it's so amazing to look at Glee at this way. I upendo this story. Here is the sixth chapter. A longer chapter than the last. I hope wewe upendo it.
Enjoy,
TempeGeller
Chapter 6: Camps, moto and rebel
siku #2
Rachel, district 6
Rachel stared out of the small opening of the tent. She didn't feel like getting up, when Quinn did. Quinn got up when the sun rose from the mountains. Rachel had no idea what time that was. When she opened her eyes, Quinn was already busy kwa making bridges to the other trees. From there they could control the traps. It was a smart idea, Rachel assumed that the rest was helping too. Yet, she kept her eyes shut. Maybe she didn't want to see the situation once zaidi again.
"You know keeping your eyes shut like that is not going to change it…" Tina spoke "I tried it, wewe keep waking up at the exact same spot. Trust me…"
"I know Tina…" Rachel pulled herself up.
"Thanks again…" Tina spoke "You could have let me die out there. Yet wewe returned for me."
"Like I already told you…" Rachel smiled "My mother thought me manners."
"well…"
"Can wewe believe that only Sunshine, Matt, Rory, Harmony and Sugar got killed last night?" Rachel spoke "Other years there were over 10 people killed off, now only 5."
"Well, we've gotten smarter…" Tina spoke "Plus, they're all underestimating this group. This mwaka is going to be different, I can just feel it."
Rachel stepped from the opening of the tent. She was surprised kwa the closed mti house. Quinn was inside. Artie was nowhere to be seen, the bridges to the other trees were very hard to see. Only a few sekunde later she could see Artie. He was putting together a weapon. Rachel turned to Tina, who's eyes had become bigger. The other tents were empty. Emma had pulled the computers in the mti house. It was a mystery how Quinn had finished the mti house that early on.
"Get that matrass upstairs, sleeping beauty." Quinn smiled as she hang from the window.
"Coming, Quinn…." Rachel alisema as she pulled it from the tent, she put ropes around it. Only a few sekunde later Quinn pulled it in the air. It only just fit in between the window. It was pulled to the sekunde level of their mti house.
"It's starting to look good…" Emma said. She was staring to the floor from a small box underneath the mti house. All of the potatoes ended up there. They would fuel a couple of lights in there, but mostly the computers. Rachel didn't understand why the game makers handed them computers. The chance they didn't know about the house was big. So she hoped that would have been something they missed now too.
Rachel stared at Quinn for a moment. She wanted to check on Artie, but he didn't like it when she disturbed him in an important job. So Rachel stared at the wood that was in front of her. Maybe she should help Quinn up there. Yet she didn't think there was anything she could do. Everything was pulled upstairs. Quinn was most definitely putting the last hands on the bedroom. So Rachel sat down and stared at the sun.
"Do wewe think we could make it out of here alive?"
"I don't know Tina." Rachel admitted.
Rachel kind of admitted to herself, that she had no idea if they play Emma had could even work. If it did, it would be amazing. Yet she didn't want to put fake hopes in Tina's head.
Tina's face didn't change. She was 14 years old, younger than Rachel was. A little bit younger than Artie.
"It's unfair wewe know." Tina whispered "To have your life pulled from beneath wewe so early, without a choice. I know, but sometimes we don't…."
"I get it…" Rachel whispered.
Brittany, district 5
As the siku takes over, the night is driven away kwa the first beams of sunlight. Life seems so poetic. ; Brittany stared at the mountains around her. The camp was only half done. Her skill had ended her up with a shallow hole. One that she would hide in only a few seconds. Part of herself was sure they would be caught kwa the first career team. Yet the night hadn't brought that with it. No one had checked on them. She believed that they might be looking in another part of the forest. Part of her hoped that they hadn't found Santana. She knew that no one had been murdered in the last night. She hadn't heard any noise that would suggest a unfortunate dead. How was she able to call anyone but Santana au Kurt an fortunate dead? It wasn't that Brittany didn't care. She was very sure that Rachel, Tina au Quinn were nice girls. And in any other situation she would have been Marafiki with them. Yet now, she thought it was safer to not trust anyone. Santana was something different. She was blinded kwa her affection towards the girl. Blind affection brought trust. Even if it was just fake.
Brittany wanted to upendo Santana. Everything. The biggest part of herself was aware that the real Santana could be different from the one she had in her mind. Yet her blind foolish eyes couldn't be turned away from her. Why had she admitted to those feelings? Did she want Santana to feel sorry for her? So she would let her live. Off course she wanted that. No, she wanted Santana to admit to the same feelings as she did. However, Santana hadn't admitted it in the interview. Was she mad with her because of that? No.
Someone wouldn't be all that mad at the reveal of another emotion. That's what Brittany believed at least. She could understand that Santana would uncomfortable around her. Yet in this setting that was a feeling that wouldn't be come out. The possibility to ignore each other forever was one that existed. There wasn't a shot they would meet each other outside the arena. Since one of them had to bite the dust, for the other one to be able to leave. Brittany rolled her eyes in the face of negativity. Yet she knew that she would never be the person that would make it out there. She wouldn't allow blood to ever touch her fingers. She wouldn't transform in to something she wasn't.
"You're up…" Blaine whispered as he got up. "We should start making this safe, Brit. We wouldn't want the careers au Santana to walk in and kill us."
"Santana wouldn't…" Brittany alisema as she got up. "I'm sure she would not…"
"Brittany, this are the hunger games…." Blaine turned away. "Santana would kill you, she wouldn't even turn around. Look the girl has a lot of rage inside of her. Killing could…"
"She's sad…" Brittany turned away. "There's no rage there what so ever. She thinks there is, but I know better than that. She just needs someone to show…."
"Brittany, please don't trust her." Blaine spoke "I mean I wouldn't trust Kurt…"
"Blaine, see, that's your trouble…" Brittany smiled "People can be good."
"Not when they're forced in the survival mode." Blaine took a step closer to Brittany. "You can't judge someone's character kwa what they do here…"
"You know, wewe are too cynic." Brittany stepped towards the wooden object they had been using as a shovel. She put her hands around the handle and walked once again towards the hole. She started to dig. Blaine could notice Brittany's anger in every movement she made. Was it really anger? au frustration in her own trust. Maybe she didn't want to lose the faith she had in human kind.
"Quinn simple decapitated Sugar…" Blaine spoke "She looked like a good person, she didn't have to kill her. She could have just…."
"You know what kind of monster Sugar was." Brittany spoke "In the only 5 dakika she had been in the games, she killed 4 people. Goodness doesn't count to all people…"
"Yet, the cold Santana is different…"
"Santana is not cold…."
Santana, district 12
Santana woke up from the noise around her. Part of her never knew that nature itself could be this noisy. She stared around her, the sun had risen above the forest. She had to admit that the number 5 made her feel unsafe, rather than safe. She believed that the people who were watching the games would get bored, being bored in the games was never a good thing. Fires happened when the people were bored. In short words, the game makers took initiative. That was never a great thing, horror they caused themselves was zaidi humane than what the makers had for them. The deaths caused kwa other tributes were fast and mostly painless. The makers made wewe run from your life. And in the end they would make wewe suffer. That was the most entertaining after all.
Santana didn't think they should that. She never liked watching people die on TV, yet the capitol people loved it. Mostly because it were never people from them. She was sure they would change their mind when it was their kids. There was something really sick about replaying the deaths. Were they going to replay her death? au Brittany's?
Santana admitted to herself, Brittany was the only reason she was still breathing. Part of her wanted to get to the naïve girl. She was sure that Brittany still believed in the concept of human goodness. Yet, survival instinct is stronger than human goodness. It's a perfect judgment of people. Yet she was sure that Brittany would always stay her sweet self. That was something good about the girl. Maybe part why she was so in upendo with her.
Santana looked at the camp Will Schuester had made. The electricity trap was extremely smart. She could hardly see it. She was sure she would be unaware of it, that is if she didn't know it existed right there. Will was in a simple made tent. She didn't think he had a sleeping bag. It wasn't a luxury he had obtained. In the distance she could see Finn and Lauren checking the grounds. She pulled herself down, her plan was to get away before they arrived here. She pulled the sward with her and the bag she had fastened on her back. The sward she kept in her hands.
She would go straight on. Following a path to the north seemed smart right now. Especially since Finn and Lauren were in the South. Maybe the North would bring her safety. Right, the north was a good place to be. She hoped it would be.
The mockingjays sang around her. They reminded her of home. About something she didn't want to return too. Why didn't she want to return to district 12? All she left there was misery, nothing left to return too. Maybe she sacrificed herself in the hope not to return. Maybe the act of kindness towards Suzy was a way out. Was there something that Santana wanted to achieve?
Was this the last thing she wanted to send in the world? The truth was that Santana wanted to inspire rebellion. onyesha them what was wrong with sending 24 kids to fight to the dead. There only wouldn't be an opportunity. As time passed, two loud bangs were heard. She was sure that Will Schuester could be one of them. au maybe even Brittany? Was she never able to onyesha Brittany who she really was?
Quinn, district 11
"So…" Quinn took a step closer.
"You did a good job on the mti house…" Rachel smiled "Only wewe could have built it as fast as that. wewe should be proud of yourself, Quinn…."
"Well, thanks." Quinn smiled "Not where I was heading too, but thanks."
"Well, I assume wewe want to ask me a question." Rachel stopped. "Ask away. There's nothing wewe can't know about me."
"Ever had a boyfriend?" Quinn stepped on. "You know…"
"Most boys stayed away from me…." Rachel smiled "It's not exactly easy to find a boyfriend, being the daughter of the biggest rebel. Most of the people don't really want to be Marafiki with me."
"Their loss…"
The silence returned. Quinn felt at ease in the silence that was between Rachel and herself. Some people wouldn't like silence, yet her it didn't have a double meaning. There was not much to be said. The silence was a way for Rachel to figure out her inayofuata question.
"What about Beth's father?"
"Dead." Quinn stared away. "He tried to steal some food, they executed him."
"I'm sorry…"
"You can't feel sorry to something that isn't your fault." Quinn spoke "His dead was unfortunate true. I don't think we would have worked out in the end. I was so hard trying to be…"
"And Beth?" Rachel turned to her. "Does she look like you?"
"Yeah, she does." Quinn smiled "So is there a boy wewe like?"
"Not really…" Rachel smiled "How do I put this lightly, I really don't fall for boys. I mean I like to hang out with boys, I just don't…."
"Oh…" Quinn stopped. "Ooooh…"
"Anyway…" Rachel took a step on. "Are there any plans? wewe know when wewe come out of here. I think wewe will hug her a little bit longer…."
"Rachel, wewe do know if I get out here…" Quinn got quiet "You won't…"
"That's not a problem." Rachel smiled "Actually if I got out of here, I would have filled my days imprisoned. It's not like this pays the death I own to the capitol."
"You don't own them anything…." Quinn took a step on. "They owe us…"
Again the silence took over. Quinn couldn't believe that Rachel alisema she liked girls. Rachel didn't seem like the type to be a lesbian. Santana was someone that she was being that way. Yet Rachel was not that person. She herself wasn't a big shabiki of boyfriends. She did upendo her ex. What was not to love? He was handsome, sweet and all around everything a girl would want. So Quinn loved him, au at least she thought she did.
upendo was complicated, one couldn't explain it easily. Most of the time people got it horrible wrong. Two people who seemed perfect for each other, usually were anything but perfect. It was the old 'opposites attract' thing. Yet, the whole opposites didn't usually make it together either. Quinn believed that they wouldn't have made it, because they were so similar and at the same time opposites. The different believe could destroy a relationship entirely. So somehow the death of her boyfriend saved Quinn from the reality that was about to hit her. He wasn't what she was looking for.
Rachel was different, she had never really felt the need to start relationship. The same time people didn't come near her. Only Artie really. So when people ignored you, wewe weren't pushed to socialize with others. It was easy to run away from life, when no one forced wewe to participate. Being a rebel, to her was the right to be alone. Her mother was also not an example, in the short days she had been free she had never once dated a man. Not a siku au a week. Most people say that wasn't healthy. Yet, if wewe asked Shelby if she missed anything she would smile and deny her lonely nature. Rachel was all she needed. Rachel was very accepting towards people who were different, her fathers were gay. They had left Panem when she was younger.
A part of her was glad that they didn't have to suffer under this games. The capitol wasn't looking for them, since they assumed that dead only was hidden behind the sea. Maybe they were right. So early on, Rachel had accepted their unfortunate dead. Something that brought her many tears. Actually it both brought her anger and sorrow.
"So…" Rachel smiled for a moment. "How are wewe going to celebrate winning?"
"If it's up to me…" Quinn smiled "You won't need to die. But I don't feel like going down without a fight. So I might survive, I will never be the same person again."
"We knew that… "
"Rachel, aren't wewe mad?" Quinn turned to her. "You didn't stand any honest chance. Rebellion chose wewe as tribute, wewe weren't pulled from a hat. Reality is that wewe didn't get a fair shot. I did, I was pulled from zaidi than 100 names. The odds weren't exactly in my favor, wewe didn't have any odds. I'm sorry about that Rachel."
Quinn noticed that Rachel didn't react to that statement. She stared at the lower levels of the ground. Was she trying to ignore her eyes? Was she that different from Rachel? au were she and Rachel the exact same person? Maybe she and Rachel were a better match. Rachel took a step on and stared at the place where the rivers came together. She raised an eyebrow, but Quinn had no idea what she meant.
"You know rivers they follow each other…" Rachel spoke "Never does one water part try to go its own way. Why? Because it can't. They attract each other. Just sometimes particles loose themselves, and yet it's pulled back kwa them. My mom has escaped, and now she's punished for that. I don't want wewe to feel sorry for me. I'm proud to be here, I'm here because my mom stood up for all of you. I'm the cost of the rebellion…"
"Rachel, there's not going to be one!" Quinn yelled "Your mother will be excited and the rebellion will die with her. Nothing will change…"
"She dies…" Rachel spoke "Rebellion lives on in everyone's heart. One time we will get a chance to take back the country. I just hope that all the deaths will be worth it."
"Rachel?" Quinn spoke "You do know…"
"You told me wewe wanted a better world for your daughter…" Rachel spoke "You alisema wewe wanted a world without this games. Every mwaka there's a lottery of our names. There's never a good price, if wewe come back you're changed."
Rachel sat down. She pulled her legs closer to her body, Quinn followed the same movement. It was nice to sit down and think about nothing. Nothing at all, they weren't thinking about the death that was coming their way. Right now they only thought about the river. The river that always chose the same direction. Yet sometimes it tried to defy their path, kwa crashing to the earth. Pushing it centimeters a year. Somehow after years, the river did get what they wanted. The sea got closer to the buildings. Nature was not something they could stop and neither would rebellion. Like the river, rebels would win after a while.
Rachel put her hand on the soil inayofuata to her. Softly Quinn's hand brushed inayofuata to it. It caused them to make eye contact. Quinn stared at Rachel's chokoleti brown eyes. She was sure that those eyes returned her gaze. So Quinn moved her hand a bit closer, she put it on Rachel's. Quinn smiled a bit and Rachel returned that soft move. Rachel stared at Quinn's grey eyes. There was something magical about this moment. So for only a short moment they stayed like this. Fingers intertwined, eyes locked and watched kwa millions. For once romance was the subject of the broadcast.
A loud bang caused their hands to songesha from each other. Another bang brought them back to reality. Someone had died. They were very sure of it. So Quinn moved away from Rachel. She pulled the girl on her feet. Only for a short moment they allowed themselves to embrace. After those too short sekunde they started to run. Nothing was safe. Part of them hope that it was one of the career tributes. Yet it would never be true.
Blaine, district 5
Blaine stared at Brittany. She was hiding the camp from the rest of the people. She had also found a blow pipe in the bag. She alisema that she could kill people from a distance. No, that was not Brittany's idea. That was his idea, Brittany wanted to use it to get closer to the other tributes. Only a few sekunde zamani two loud bangs had sounded through the forest. Two people had died on a short time period. That brought the total to 7. 7 dead people. People that would never once return home, that was alive.
Blaine stepped away from Brittany. He wasn't much help to Brittany right now. She always complained how there was nothing he could do. So he decided to secure their camp. Placing traps with other words. So he walked a bit to the side. He cut up the wood and tried to the exact same thing he had in the training sessions. Blaine had chosen to learn this kind of stuff. It wasn't all that easy for him. And maybe his traps wouldn't be all that lethal.
Blaine moved 100 steps away from the camp. It was important that they didn't find the camp right away. He started to place the trap as he heard a soft noise. He turned around and pointed the wood at the noise. Nothing. au that was what he thought. Once again Blaine returned his attention to the trap. He tried to remember the exact instructions. After only a 15th of a minute, he figured it out. He noticed that the rock would fly high enough. A few meters farther he put a net. It would pull whoever walked in it to the air. An saa it cost him to secure everything. When he returned to camp, Brittany had finished it. wewe couldn't see anything, it was hidden behind the best camouflage he had ever seen. Brittany had put the camp under the ground, only a bit of it was above it. There was a kichaka above it, and it seemed like the camp was just a hill. Blaine was sure that no one would ever find them there. He had to admit that Brittany had the best ideas. Dumb was the last word they used for Brittany.
The night pulled closer. Only a few moments and they would figure out who the two bangs belonged too. Was it Santana au Kurt? That was the thing that kept the mind of them busy. Brittany didn't want to believe it could be Santana and a part of Blaine kept hoping to actually meet Kurt. As the hills turned orange, a kengele was heard. au something that looked like it.
"We have something to eat!" Brittany smiled. She believed it was one of the animal traps that had decided to work. So they made their way to the side of the camp. Brittany had her blowpipe close. She could beat them to death with this. Blaine however told her that she should find something that could poison anyone.
"Damn!" Brittany yelled as she found the trap empty. "I was expecting to catch a squirrel."
"No such luck…" Blaine spoke "We should keep eating vegetables."
Blaine turned to the other traps. One of the nets was levitated in the air. What was in them? It wouldn't go up with a light animal. Maybe they caught something bigger, something that fed them for days. They heard soft footsteps moving away from them. Blaine stared up. The thing he found was a surprise to even him. It was Kurt Hummel, he was caught in the nets. Trying to get away. Blaine thought about what he could do. Anyone else would have killed him. au he could let him out.
"Blaine…" Kurt spoke "I…"
That was the moment he crashed to the floor. It was Brittany who had cut the rope. Brittany was standing inayofuata to Blaine. She reached her hand towards Kurt. She pulled him up.
"Where's Mercedes?" Brittany spoke
"Thanks." Kurt stared at Blaine. "Nice trap."
"Blaine is a smart boy." Brittany spoke "He couldn't have caught anything better in his trap. He likes you, wewe know. I mean…"
"Brit!" Blaine yelled
"See wewe are my kind of girl…" Mercedes stepped from the darkness. "Didn't expect to find wewe alive. Mercedes Jones and this is Kurt Hummel, but I bet a little birdy already told wewe that."
"Yeah, all the tributes were introduced remember." Brittany smiled " We also had to attend all the interviews. I think I know your name…"
"Well, Sugar is dead…" Kurt finally spoke
They already knew that. Part of Brittany didn't want to know who died. Yet being here with Mercedes and Kurt made her feel like they were friends. Mercedes smiled at her.
"We've been running away from the careers…" Kurt spoke "You know, they kept coming after us."
"Well, didn't wewe lose them?" Blaine was concerned. "Right?"
"Yeah, we passed kwa Will's camp…" Kurt spoke "After that they were just gone."
"Will Schuester?" Brittany turned away. "They killed him, after that they didn't find their way back."
"Mercedes?" Brittany turned to the girl. "Do wewe feel like taking a walk? So this two guys could talk…"
Blaine rolled his eyes towards Brittany. He tried to tell her not to go away, yet she had gone away faster than he could onyesha his anger. So there he was. Kurt was leaning against the tree. The net was inayofuata to his feet. Blaine slowly pulled the rope and fixed the trap again. Kurt moved a bit so he was standing inside of the camp.
"Your traps are excellent." Kurt smiled "I didn't see this one coming. I was just walking around, than all of the sudden I was pulled up in a net."
"I'm so sorry…" Blaine stepped towards him. "The trap wasn't meant for you. It's just meant to warn us. So people can't enter our camp."
"Makes sense…" Kurt smiled "You wouldn't want anyone to get in the camp. We have been traveling, not knowing if it was salama to start a camp. wewe see how Will ended up."
"So?" Blaine stared at Kurt "How are things going?"
"Good considering the situation." Kurt laughed "Any conversation is awkward now. Awkward silence is even worst. I guess a strange conversation is better than no conversation at all."
Blaine didn't know what to say anymore. The awkward silence Kurt had warned him for, took over everything. It was like something from a story. Blaine wanted to say that he liked Kurt, au at least wanted to get to know him. For the short time they had, he wanted to be together with something he like. Maybe just maybe he could say he had a boyfriend. Only for a day, but still it was a boyfriend.
"See, I warned you…" Kurt laughed "The silence creeps on you. It's something wewe can't prepare yourself for."
"So…" Kurt smiled "Mercedes has been bugging me about liking you…"
"Well, Brittany has been too…" Blaine smiled "And she's right. I don't really know you, but there's something about wewe . I can't put my finger to it…"
"You want to know about me…" Kurt sat down. "My father is named Burt, we're not really rich, nor poor. My mom died when I was only 8, she got sick. She died when she was really young. I like singing, I upendo drawing. Me and Mercedes have been Marafiki since we were kids. I don't think there's zaidi to know about me. How long have wewe and Brittany friends? I mean she knows…"
"Brit is a mind reader…" Blaine smiled "She knows everything."
"I always saw her as strange…" Kurt laughed. "But she's unique…"
"She's something." Blaine smiled. "She's amazing, if wewe take the time to get to know her. Everyone should take the time to get to know her."
"Well, people don't always do that…" Kurt sat down. "That's why people like wewe and me are outcast. And people like Rachel. Because we're different."
"So do wewe have a boyfriend at home?" Kurt turned to Blaine. "I mean wewe must, you're like handsome. I mean, how could wewe not have a boyfriend. The boys are probably in lines. au maybe you're in to…"
"Sometimes silence is a better thing…" Blaine smiled "No, I don't have a boyfriend. I'm not the most maarufu member of district 5. My father works in the power factory, my mother works for a battery company. I'm single."
"Me too…" Kurt smiled
"To be honest I've never had a boyfriend." Blaine admitted. "Never had the time really. I don't know why I kept waiting for the perfect moment. There's no such thing as the perfect moment…"
Blaine stared at Kurt for a moment. Something in him told that Kurt was glad with the honest treatment he had been giving Kurt. Honesty was something Blaine thought was important, he always tried to be as honest as possible. It wasn't always easy. Life sometimes gave wewe opportunities for lies. Sometimes it was just easier to tell a lie. The truth was never a good thing. As Kurt and Blaine talked to each other, the siku turned in to the night. At the moment the sun disappeared the national anthem started to play.
"Two people died…" Kurt spoke as Mercedes and Brittany sat down beside them. "Who it will be is zaidi of the question…"
"Will and Santana…." Mercedes spoke "I saw her there, she was moving away. I guess they caught up with her. I doubt she was able to get away from those careers…"
Brittany stared to the ground. The notion that Mercedes told about was something she didn't want to hear about. Only than Mercedes thought about Brittany and put Mercedes hand on her back. Like Mercedes was trying to onyesha her support. In a way she tried to apologize what she just said. Brittany didn't have ears for it. She turned to the night sky. The first picture to appear was Finn's. The boy of district 2, a part of Brittany started to feel better. Will would be the inayofuata one, Santana would have gotten away. Brittany's moyo started to beat faster. Blaine was completely sure that Kurt was safe, now she wanted her Santana to be free.
The inayofuata sekunde of her life went slow. Almost as slow as the reaping. The inayofuata picture took dakika to appear on the evening sky. Her breath almost stopped and then the picture of Lauren appeared on the evening sky. Two careers. Will had killed two people. au at least they died near him.
"Santana is still alive…" A smile appeared on Brittany's face.
"Someone is happy." Kurt smiled "Well, can we get some salama sleep. If that's not too much to ask for.."
Emma, district 3
Emma took a breath in relieve. Not seeing Will on that night sky was something of a dream. She turned to the people around her. Artie was sitting in one of the chairs they pulled up for him. They were settled in the mti house right now. Rachel had fallen asleep with her head on Quinn's stomach. Tina was inayofuata to them. She had pulled herself in a sleeping and had fallen asleep. Artie was still staring outside, waiting for something to happen. Yet it didn't. Emma was still trying to make her computer work. Right now she had been able to catch the internet outside of the arena. There was a complicated nenosiri to be broken. Emma still needed to find a way around it.
Right that moment, Quinn opened her eyes. She moved her thin finger through Rachel's hair. Quinn was in upendo with Rachel, she didn't have to tell anyone. The way she stroke through her hair was enough. Rachel had somehow fallen asleep there, Quinn was sleeping to at first. She had woken up. Right now she was staring at Rachel. Quinn wouldn't want Rachel to know in what way she looked at her. Someone couldn't look zaidi in upendo that Quinn did.
That made her miss Will even more. They were in upendo with each other, in fact Emma had been in upendo with him the very first moment she was him. Emma was Marafiki with Will's sister Sara. They were great Marafiki and she would have been the baby's godmother. Yet that wouldn't happen. When she met Will a couple years ago, she was over the juu in love. The feeling didn't stop. That was why she chose to take Sara's place. So she recognized the feelings Quinn had. The new love. Part of her hoped that this plan would work. That Quinn and Rachel could try a relationship.
"You're in upendo with her?" Emma stared at Quinn. "You can't lie, Quinn. It's in your eyes."
"It's not the time to fall in love…" Quinn spoke "I might care for her, but it's not the time for feelings. They make everything zaidi complicated. wewe know that, I know that. I mean aren't wewe scared that your guy dies?"
"You're too far for that…" Emma turned to her. "You're already too deeply in upendo with her to hurt her. Trust me, there's a point. You've passed it."
siku #3
Puck, district 12
Puck admitted that he had expected some people to die. Yet Brittany and Rachel were still alive. Artie was the person that surprised Puck didn't really know who was going to win. He hoped he stood a chance. Actually there was a part of him that wanted to inspire a movement of rebellion. He wanted to raise his hand and songesha the masses. Yet such a songesha would never be aired. The capitol. They were in charge of the news. A lot of news didn't get passed the capitol. Small rebellions were unheard of in other parts of the country. So his feeling of anger wouldn't be shown. It wouldn't be able to inspire anything. wewe couldn't be that obvious.
So Puck walked on. Towards the river, he needed to fill his bottle once zaidi again. Than he could be looking for food. The rivers were coming together. The side was beautiful. It seemed like someone had been here. Puck could see fresh footsteps.
"Don't songesha a bit…" He heard a voice. "I swear it, I'm going to kill you."
He turned around to find the district 6 girl staring at him. An arrow was pointed at him. It was dangerously close, so he was sure that she wouldn't missed. Her hair didn't look like she had been cared about. It was neat and tied together in a ponytail.
"I won't hurt you…" Puck stepped closer. Slowly Rachel pointed the arrow to the ground. Her eyes seemed to believe her, but she didn't come closer. Slowly Puck reached his hand towards Puck, like she was a scared bunny. For a moment she tried to flinch back a little. He stepped a bit closer.
"You stay away from here…" Quinn the district 11 girl stepped from the bushes. "Rachel, did wewe get it. The plant, I mean…"
"It's right there." Rachel pointed to the tree. There was a small kichaka inayofuata to the tree. Quinn slowly pulled some from it. She pulled the blow pipe from her bag. She turned once zaidi again to Puck. Her eyes showed anger.
"What are wewe doing here district 12?" Quinn raised an eyebrow.
"Just to get water." Puck smiled "So you're part of an alliance? Is there room in your alliance."
"Always." Rachel replied "If you're not dangerous, I mean he…"
"Why should we take you?" Quinn rolled her eyes. "Previous mwaka the guy from 12 betrayed his partner to belong to the alliance of the careers. How can we not know that you're speaking the truth…"
"I'm not…"Puck took a step on. "Look, I'm sure there are ways wewe can judge my true nature. I want to change the world, like Tina."
"Well…" Quinn rolled her eyes. "Come with me, Noah."
Quinn took a fast footstep leaving Rachel and Puck a bit behind her. Rachel walked inayofuata to Puck, she felt a bit safer. Quinn did watch back from time to time.
"Don't worry, she doesn't trust people easily." Rachel smiled
"Especially if they walk inayofuata to the girl she likes…" Puck smiled "You do know that her jealousy is showable in subtitle moves."
"Quinn and I are just friends…" Rachel smiled "I mean Quinn is not a lesbian. She had a boyfriend." "Well, her eyes don't onyesha friendship." Puck smiled
"You're crazy." Rachel turned away. "In my district I'm the daughter of a rebel. No one likes me. Why would that all of the sudden change? Why?"
"Why does anyone need a reason to upendo you?" Puck turned to her. "Quinn loves you, she's in upendo with you. People don't need a reason for that, they just do."
The rest of the way was rather quiet. Rachel wasn't looking at Puck, her eyes were going to Quinn. Yet she was trying to ignore her. Rachel loved Quinn. Was there a chance that Quinn loved her? Really upendo her? The ten dakika to camp were longer than other times. Puck was surprised when he saw their camp. The mti house was big, he could see that there were lights around them. They weren't on right now and he didn't know when they were turned on. Quinn passed kwa the traps and Puck was able to do so too. They were smartly made and no one could miss them. Yet Quinn had an easy way to switch them off.
"What's he doing here?" Tina spoke "Can we trust him?"
"Rachel thinks we can." Quinn spoke "We can always use zaidi people. We need to keep the people fed. There's a lot of work to do."
"Quinn does this have something to do with the early journey wewe took this morning?" Tina spoke "You know when wewe left before dawn…"
"No." Quinn reacted "Emma, Artie, me, Rachel and Tina are part of the group."
"Jesse, he's a good guy too." Puck spoke "We formed a kind off alliance. I'm sure we could use zaidi help. Are wewe planning something else?"
"Let's put it this way…" Quinn turned to him. "Their plan is not our plan."
"It's not salama yet…" Emma called from the window.
"You guys have a plan?" Puck turned to them. "Any plan, count me in."
Kurt, District 8
Kurt woke up in the early morning. Brittany was already walking around like a maniac. Something was wrong with her. Blaine was the first one up, and slowly Kurt walked out of their shelter. It was a rather big cave like shelter. They had a salama place to sleep and he had a good night of sleep. Right inayofuata to Blaine. Blaine was zaidi handsome than he imagined and zaidi single. Part of Kurt wanted to pull him in his arm and kiss him. Yet he couldn't find the perfect moment.
"What's going on Brit?" Kurt turned to her.
"Someone got beside the traps…" Blaine spoke "Didn't try to kill us, she just took Brittany's blow pipe. What kind of people does that?"
"A stupid person…" Mercedes got up. "A blow pipe is useless, unless wewe know how to aim. Quinn could aim, but we haven't seen her."
"Quinn…" Blaine spoke "She's scary."
"Smart." Mercedes added. "That girl is crazy smart, her only weak spot is that Rachel girl. wewe do see how she watches her. With the flowers."
"Rachel is the last person I'm planning to hurt." Brittany spoke "She's an unfortunate soul."
"I agree on that with you." Mercedes spoke "I don't think there's anyone but Mike we should fear. Maybe Jesse, he seemed dangerous too. Then there is Santana and Puck."
"Santana wouldn't hurt a fly…" Brittany spoke "I have trust in Santana…"
"Says the girl who's hopelessly in upendo with her…" Kurt spoke "It's that feeling of upendo that she'll use against you. Your mind kusoma might be helpful, but this time you're wrong."
"Yeah, Brit…" Mercedes spoke "Santana is not the girl to build a life with, she is a Lost cause. She's Lost her sister, she's beyond emotionless."
"Well, you're wrong about that…"
Blaine stepped away from the group. He was almost directly followed kwa Kurt, it was almost like there was something he needed to say. Kurt was quiet. He didn't know what to say to Blaine, he just knew that he needed to talk to him some more.
"It surprises me that wewe can forget the beauty of a sunset in a matter of hours…" Blaine turned to Kurt. "Isn't it weird that I find someone in the middle of dead?"
"Well, wewe should think about those who never find it at all…" Kurt smiled "It's better to upendo someone for a short time in life, than not know it at all…"
"That's a smart thing to say…" Blaine smiled "You do know I was talking about you…"
"I wasn't aware of that…" Kurt laughed "I thought wewe were talking about Rachel…"
"Well, she's a lesbian. I wouldn't have gotten far with her…" Blaine laughed "And she's in to Quinn, wewe know blond district 11 girl."
"They are?" Kurt opened his mouth. "I thought Santana and Brittany were the only lesbians?"
"Well no…" Blaine smiled
Kurt stared at the trees in front of him. Slowly he put his hand on Blaine's. There was not much to do, just enjoy of everything that was going on around them. For a short moment is seemed like a date, not a game of life and dead. The sun had risen above the hills, but still it seemed to rise zaidi and more.
"I wish we could get out here alive…" Kurt spoke "No one disserved this."
"You're right." Blaine turned to him "I don't think we'll make it out of here…"
Becky, district 7
Becky turned Mike and Sebastian, they were sitting together. Everything that had been left was laying right there. They needed to come up with a plan, yet Becky kept herself out of it. It didn't seem that smart to get too involved. They didn't really look at her, right now she was the third person of their group. Finn and Lauren had died during patrol. They didn't take any other people in their deaths. It became rather dangerous for them.
"We have 14 non-careers out there.." Sebastian spoke "Including Tina. The chance that they're moving in groups are dangerous. We could become the…"
"Why are we worrying about them?" Mike spoke "If it comes to confrontations we're the strong people, we will win. They can't beat us in combat…"
"I don't know man…" Sebastian reacted "Rachel with her nature skills and Quinn is fearless. If they're still together, that's a lethal combination. Count Tina with that and that's danger."
"Well, let's kill them first." Mike spoke "We have to find a plan to kill Rachel from a distance, without anyone could see it coming."
"Like a blow pipe…" Becky spoke "I think we could make one. au we could look if Artie and the rest had made it. Steal it…"
"That sounds like a good plan…" Mike spoke "We could hit them with poison. It doesn't risk us. We could kill them. What about Will Schuester?"
"He's somewhere around the creek…" Sebastian spoke "I don't see the danger in him…"
"Me neither…" Becky stepped closer to the group. "It's Berry that needs to die. Berry and Brittany."
"Why dumb Blondie?" Mike turned to Becky. "I mean she might be fast, but we'll kill her before she calls after everyone. She's not the trouble. It is and only is Berry…"
"Agreed." Sebastian spoke "With Berry dead, we are the winners."
Quinn, district 11
Quinn stepped inayofuata to Puck, they were walking through the meadows looking for Jesse. Quinn wasn't sure about finding this person. She didn't know much about Jesse. He didn't leave any impression on Quinn. That was because he hadn't been dangerous au a danger to her. Yet, she was still salama about him. She didn't remember why.
"So wewe are in upendo with Rachel?" Puck stepped closer to her. "I mean wewe can't hide it…"
"Look, I don't think wewe should to me…" Quinn spoke "About my feelings for Rachel. I mean it isn't all that weird for friends…"
"Friends with benefits…" Puck spoke "I mean it's clear that she's in to you…"
"Look I don't feel like getting in a relationship." Quinn spoke "There's zaidi than romance, right now I have to solve everything. And if I don't solve it, I have to make sure that Rachel…"
"Wow, what's that there…" Puck stopped. "It seems like wewe have the weight of the world on your shoulder, yet it shouldn't be yours to carry. Maybe wewe should enjoy yourself…"
"I can't really do that…" Quinn spoke "I have a daughter, who will be heading to this game in 11 years. I don't want her to be here. wewe might not have to think about a inayofuata generation and about Rachel, but I do…"
"Rachel…"
Quinn started to walk a bit faster. She didn't care if Puck could follow her. She had a bow on her back and the blow pipe in her hands. She knew for sure that the careers had be anywhere near here. She had to get the weapon there. The blowpipe was accompanied kwa a plant she had chosen. It was part of her plan, even though she hoped that Emma would get in the mainframe of the game makers. She had already got a update on the location. Apparently Becky was somewhere around here.
"Puck my man…" Jesse stepped towards them. He had blond girls and dark brown eyes. He turned to Quinn for only a moment. "Jesse and this here is my man Sam."
"Hey, Sam I am." Sam stepped towards them. "Puck, glad to see you. What are wewe doing with the snake? I mean…"
"We're working with them." Puck spoke
"Who's them?" Sam raised an eyebrow.
"Me, Artie, Rachel, Emma and Tina." Quinn spoke "With wewe entering we'll become in power. I'm going to do something. wewe wait for a moment."
Quinn stepped away from the group of boys. She had to admit that having them around, didn't make her feel much zaidi safe. Actually she liked it when she was the smart one, not that she expected much from Sam, Puck au Jesse. They were people who decided to work together. Quinn slowly walked over the kilima and saw Becky standing there. She was not a siku older than 12, she looked innocent. Quinn didn't believe that act, Becky would do anything to get back home. That was her plan. The careers weren't stupid, they had to kill them. Killing people from a distance was easier. Part of Quinn knew that putting the blowpipe here was helping them. Yet she put the blowpipe there. It was part of her plan and she wasn't sure how it would end. She didn't know if she could salama anyone. Yet she wanted to try. If they couldn't hack the computers, maybe this was the solution.
Quinn climbed in the tree, pushing down something. She knew that Becky would react to the loud noise. That was something anyone would do. When Becky came towards her, she stared from the tree. She simple picked up the blowpipe, almost like she was looking for something like that. She was. Quinn had to put it there, if only it was to make their death zaidi peaceful. Quinn moved towards the group of boys once zaidi again.
"So, what's the plan?" Sam turned to Quinn.
"No one can know." Quinn turned "The plan is in my head and only mine. wewe can know Emma's, yet that isn't mine."
"So does your girlfriend know?" Puck smiled "You know Rachel?"
"Dude, wewe and Berry…" Jesse took a step closer. "You know I had my eye on the tall beautiful brunette. If this weren't the games, I would have made my move."
"Well, wewe do that…" Quinn looked away. "We're not together."
"Rachel is a lesbian." Puck spoke "Good luck, Jesse."
The rest of the way back seemed tensed. Quinn loved Rachel, yet she didn't want to admit it to anyone else. It almost seemed like it would make her weak. The last thing Quinn wanted to onyesha in the arena was weakness. She wanted to make Beth proud of her. She didn't believe that anything would make Beth proud. Her feelings towards Rachel would be the thing she remembered. The idea that her mother had loved someone before she died. Yet Quinn didn't want to onyesha that. Not when Rachel was awake. When Rachel fell asleep, she sometimes let her hand songesha through her dark brown locks.
"Quinn's back…" She heard Tina's voice when they entered the camp. Not much had changed, Emma was aware that they were near and had send Tina to the border. Rachel had been making dinner, Tina said. A part of Quinn wanted to ask how she did, but she didn't.
"Tina Cohen-Chang…" Tina shook Jesse's hand. "And wewe must be Jesse and Sam…"
"Jesse and Sam.." Puck admitted "The only one left of their district."
"Puck, Sam, Jesse…" Rachel hugged each of them. She stopped in front of Quinn, almost not knowing what to do. After a dakika she closed her arms around Quinn. "Quinnie.."
"And here's the romance of the group…" Tina started to run.
"Tina!"
"Look that is the truth." Puck laughed "Nice to see wewe again, Rachel. What's for dinner?"
"I got vegetables." Rachel spoke "Plus, it's done. I wish I would make some French fries, but that didn't work out that well. Emma is almost in the mainframe. She's already able to program other events. Which means we're free to talk."
"She programed other events?" Puck raised an eyebrow. "That's sick."
"So, Quinn.." Rachel smiled. "You can tell us all about that plan. And why wewe needed the plant and the blowpipe. And why wewe gave the murder weapon to Becky."
"What murder weapon to Becky?" Puck turned to Quinn. "Are wewe insane?"
"Not necessary." Quinn spoke "I'm not planning on sharing the plan with wewe yet. I am thinking about sharing it with only one person."
"I'm out of luck." Puck laughed
Brittany, district 5
Brittany moved closer to the fire. There hadn't been any deaths and that made her worried. Most of the time no dead meant a bored public. wewe couldn't bore your public. They would always find a way to entertain their public.
"It's getting boring…" Mercedes spoke "Do wewe think they'll do something about that?"
"Well, the third siku is a slow one…" Brittany spoke "Maybe they won't do a thing. I hope."
"I'm hoping with wewe sister."
It became quiet. Mercedes sat down inayofuata to her. She stared at Brittany, Mercedes' hand reached for Brittany's. She squished it a bit. Mercedes stared at her.
"I thought I wouldn't be pulled from that hat." Mercedes spoke "I mean my name wasn't in there that much. I was going to do so much, I was going to be a freedom fighter. Now I won't be able to do that. I would have rather died for my own cause, then theirs."
"I just keep thinking…" Brittany turned to Mercedes "What it is that I ever did wrong? I mean my whole life I have been looking for that one person to spent my life with. Isn't it ironic that fate sends me upendo with nearing death?"
"I guess fate is ironic." Mercedes spoke "You're lucky, I have never been in love. Ever. I mean you, Blaine and Kurt, you're lucky. wewe guys have felt love. I'll always be…"
"You have a friend that wewe love…" Brittany spoke "Friendship is a kind of love. It's zaidi than some people have. I…"
"It's not the same as love…" Mercedes spoke "The sensation of your first kiss, I'll never life that. I'll miss a lot of firsts. This isn't fair…"
"Well the capitol isn't fair." Brittany put her head against the tree. "We're still paying for the failed rebellion. They're say it's a crime. They're making us scared, I wish someone would onyesha them that there's nothing to be afraid of. I bet we can push Hart of his pedestal."
Blaine, district 5
Blaine stared at Kurt, he was sitting right inayofuata to him. The announcement had just ended. The absence of pictures in the sky was rather scary. Something was going to come their way. Blaine turned away.
"Well, it happened two years zamani too…" Kurt spoke. "It happens more. If tomorrow no one dies, they'll take action. My dad told me once. It's truth…"
"It is?" Blaine raised an eyebrow. "I didn't know that was true…"
"Well, it is." Kurt spoke. "You sometimes think that this is our life. Did wewe think wewe would be here?"
"No, I always thought I would be lucky." Blaine spoke "Part of the luck is that this thing is that I met you. It couldn't end bad."
"Well, you're right about that." Kurt smiled "Irony sure has a sense of humor."
"It sure does." Blaine stared at Kurt and for only a moment romance took over in a chaise kiss. It was a sweet moment, it took a moment. Yet this moment seemed to take forever. Blaine felt his warm lips on his. He couldn't believe that a moment would be so sweet as this. And in misery, he felt a moment of pure bliss. He had found the upendo of his life. Yeah, Irony had a sense of humor.
siku #4
Rachel, district 6
As the sun rose, Rachel stood up. She walked to the open field nearby. It was in a protected field. Rachel felt like being alone for a while. She knew that no one would get here. Slowly she sat down and touched the nyasi inayofuata to her. She loved nature, it always grew around her. Her mother used to tell that nature always had a way to calm down anyone. That's where her gift came from. Rachel touched the ground as the flowers grew around her. She smiled, the flowers had all the colors of the rainbow.
The flowers danced along in the wind. Slowly Rachel moved her hands over the flowers. Her mind went to Quinn. How she was the person she loved. Yet, Quinn would never leave the need to be a hero. She always wanted to protect someone. If it wasn't everyone. She wished Quinn could just sit here with her, but she was most definitely working on some new plan.
Rachel hated how she wouldn't share it with her. Yet she needed a long talk with Jesse and Emma. Like she was sharing
Rachel wanted Quinn to be zaidi open with her. To talk to her, yet there was something that held her back. What was Quinn's plan? And how did Quinn feel? Did they ever really talk?
In that moment the two loud bangs awoke Rachel from peace? Who had died? And were they near? Was her friend dead? Was one of the loud bang meant for Quinn.
And it her tranquility all the flowers died. Another loud bang was heard and once zaidi three others. Rachel wanted to stand up, but all that appeared around her was a pair of high plants. Rachel was surrounded kwa it. Slowly she pulled sank to the floor. Was it Quinn that was dead. Five people, five loud bangs. Rachel fell down. She couldn't hear anything around her anymore. Life right now, turned dark.
Rachel felt alone. Right now, she felt alone. Here was their entertainment. 5 deaths had to solve the no deaths of yesterday. Their pain was their entertainment. With that Rachel let panic take over. Darkness was around her. She couldn't hear anything.
