>:-| who do you think you are, sending that, when the last movie I watched was Mockingjay?????
WELP, dead characters and violence ahoy, but our boys are alive, so you can guess where this prompt is going
This is unheard-of. The Career tribute from District 1 and the unlucky, random selection from District 7 should never have allied, much less survived this long together, but there they are, holed up in a tree canopy trying to remain as quiet as possible while one of their enemies walks carefully across the forest floor underneath them. Blaine trembles in Kurtâs arms, burrowing tighter into his hold, and Kurt drops a barely-there kiss to his greasy curls and holds on. Kurt has nothing left back home, not anymore, not now that heâs turned on Quinn, his tribute-mate. He hadnât planned on that. He also hadnât planned on the connection heâd found with Blaine during training, but his plans are irrelevant now. Theyâve fallen for each other and now Quinn is dead, Kurt having shot an arrow through her back right when she was about to throw a spear through Blaineâs.Â
There are four left standing: Kurt, Blaine, Marley from District 12 (who they havenât seen since she fled from the Cornucopia at the start of the Games), andâ
âI KNOW YOUâRE HERE, BLAINE!â Santana screams, holding her axe at the ready as she peers through the trees around her. Sheâs a lethal throw with that thing, and Blaine knows it, having witnessed her skills for years before this moment. Theyâre camped out in a cross of branches a little ways above a hive of tracker-jackers, which kept the other remaining tributes away until they, too, perished in ways unseen, but if Santana spots him and Kurt in their tree, one of them will die, no question about it. âHOW DARE YOU TURN ON YOUR DISTRICT! I WOULD HAVE KILLED YOU LAST, BUT â but you let Brittany die, and nowâŚâÂ
Santana sobs. The sequence of deaths had been so quick: Blaine hadnât covered District 3â˛s Brittany as heâd agreed to do in their earlier alliance, and the Career from 2, Puck, killed her, so Santana got him and his tribute-mate Rachel when she tried to retaliate⌠all the while, Blaine disappeared into the forest with Kurt, who left his own tribute-mate dead on the ground behind him. And now Santana, heartbroken, enraged, and reckless, would either kill them both or die trying.
Kurt raises one hand, slowly, slowly, so he can get his dagger against the thin branch holding up the tracker-jacker hive. He meets Blaineâs eyes, pauses â Blaine grew up with her, they came here together, home will never forgive him if he makes it back â until Blaine, tears streaming silently down his face, nods.Â
The hive falls. Santana screams.Â
Blaine buries his face in Kurtâs chest and waits for her to stop.