(A/N TRIGGER WARNING! Includes punching, knives to throats, and such in this chapter. Lots of it actually. The rest of this note would only apply to and make sense to Splashi6. Heyyeyeyey reference, if you can find it ill let you have a piece of my Halloween candy. I know you'll find it- Not that hard. I'll save a Snickers for you)

The Panem anthem started to play, and me, John and Hercules peered out from our cave. The first face to appear was Lafayette's. I heard Hercules start to quietly cry at the image of his face, with a big number two beneath him. After that only two more faces appeared, Christy Heart from Johns district, district eight, and then Martha Cook, from district nine. That left only Jefferson's team and our team.

I looked up at John, and he looked down at me.

"It'll be alright," John said, wrapping his arm around me. 

I leaned into him. I stared out at the trees and rocks, and further away was the beach. I let my eyes drift slowly over the beach, but no blood appeared. No death. Maybe because I was close to John, in his arms, my head on his shoulder. 

I looked up at him, and he bent down, touching his forehead to mine.

*~*

I woke up in the morning, and felt something in my hand. I opened up my eyes to see John holding my hand, and his face only an inch away from mine. I smiled slightly, then let go of his hand and sat up. I was the first one awake, so I decided to start up the fire again and then go outside to check my traps.

I grabbed a knife, Then I stepped outside, I took a deep breath, then headed towards where my traps where set. I walked into the forest, soon the cave was out of sight. I found my first trap, although it was empty so I walked further away towards my next trap. Suddenly I heard the boom of a canon. I quickly turned around, my eyes wide, looking for where the cave was.

A tear rolled down my cheek as I sprinted towards where I thought the cave must be. Did John die? He cant die! I thought, but the life like images of Johns dead body began to crowd my thoughts. Another canon went off. Hercules? NO! I thought, picking up my pace. Then suddenly I crashed into someone.

*~*

I woke up to the boom of a canon, and realized Alex was not here. I frantically stood up and looked around. A tear rolled down my cheek. Did Alex die? He cant die! I thought, and raced outside the cave. I heard another boom. I looked around, but Alex was nowhere in sight. I started to sprint into the wooded area, but I skidded to a halt as I heard voices.

"They where traitorous, I saw them trying to run," I heard Ben's voice. No not Ben, he betrayed us, hes Benedict now. 

"Alright, thanks," I heard Jefferson's voice.

I looked through the trees and spotted a dead body, but It wasn't Alex, it was Elizabeth Schuyler.

"And you got Peggy?" I heard a female voice say, she sounded mad at Benedict, I would guess it was Maria Reynolds.

"Yes," Benedict said smugly.

"She- She would never betray us," Maria stuttered. "She and I where really close."

I heard a snort from Benedict, and then a loud thump noise. My eyes widened as I spotted Alex, he had just run into Benedict. I readied myself to jump in front of him for protection, he was not going to die.

"OW!" Benedict shouted as he fell to the ground from Alex's momentum.

I watched as Jefferson reached down towards Alex and grabbed his hair before he could run away.

"Look who we have here," Jefferson said, pulling Alex to his feet.

"Let me go you pompous wormhole," Alex said, a couple tears where streaking down his face, as if he had been crying moments ago.

Benedict stood up, rubbing his head. I started to cry more heavily as I saw Jefferson punch Alex in the face. Alex started bleeding immediately.

"Lets kill him," I heard Maria say.

"No, you agreed I would get to kill him," Benedict said.

Jefferson yanked Alex's hair hard, and Alex let out a quiet scream of agony.

"Nobodies killing him," Jefferson decided.

"What?" Benedict said.

"We can use him," Jefferson said. "Lets torture him- and get his friend over for an ambush. then we can get them all."

"They wouldn't come after me," Alex said, and earned another punch, this time in his side.

"Of course they would, that John guy is obsessed with you. Don't know why anyone would care about you little pipsqueak. But its lucky for us," Jefferson said.

"No he wouldn't- he doesn't like me. He said to Hercules that he thought Arnold made the right move, and that they should abandon me when they can. They thought I wasn't listening, but I heard them," Alex said, trying to struggle free.

I know hes lying to get away, but it still really hurt to hear him talking like that. I would never follow Benedict's example- never.

Jefferson punched Alex in the side again, and he gasped in pain.

"That wont work on us," Jefferson laughed. 

"Alright, lets take him back to base," Maria said.

I watched the three of them turn around and walk in the opposite direction, Jefferson dragging Alex by his hair as he wailed in pain. I tightened my hand around a knife, but if I attacked right now I would be killing myself and not helping Alex in any way. I watched their shapes disappear, and tears started streaming down my face.

We would have to make some kind of plan.

*~*

Jefferson pulled me behind him by the hair. I was dragged through the mud and pine needles, I couldn't even scream in pain, that's how much it hurt. He finally thrust me into the cave and I hit the stone floor hard, a couple tears dripped down my cheeks. Just don't hurt John. Kill me, don't hurt John. I pleaded inside my head.

"Tie him up," Jefferson ordered a girl who was already in the cave.

The girl, Rosemary Book, grabbed a thick rope and began to tie me up, wrapping the rope tightly around my arms and waist. Then she took another smaller rope and tied my feet together. She then pushed me to the back of the cave and went back to whatever she had been doing. I glared at Jefferson as he walked over to me smugly, a smirk on his face. 

He sat down in front of me, and put his face a couple inches away from mine. Then he took a knife and held it up to my throat.

"Where are they," He sneered.

I glared at him, not making a sound. I was surprised they didn't know where we where, they had chased us. I had expected they had turned around because they where scared of something. Maybe they where just really bad at chasing people.

"Answer me," Jefferson said, pushing the knife closer to my throat.

I glared defiantly into his eyes.

"You wont kill me," I said threateningly.

"You're right," He said, and then held the knife up to my hair. 

"My hair? Pfft- You think I'd tell you where my boyfrie-" I paused.

"Ah," Jefferson said, smirking. "Boyfriend. So he cares about you deeply then. Deeply enough that he'll sacrifice himself for you."

I stared up a him, biting my lip. I cant let one thing slide.

"Where is he," Jefferson asked again, shoving the knife at my throat, I felt a little blood trickle down my neck.

"I would never tell anything to a little selfish demonic being like you," I said.

Jefferson backed away from me, then suddenly punched me in the stomach and I gasped. he punched me again and again. I eventually let out a scream that echoed through the cave as he punched my side in the same place again, I heard a crack of my rib.

"Stop," I heard someone say through the pain echoing in my head.

"Looks like we've got him," Arnold sneered.

My eyes widened as I slowly turned my head to face the entrance of the cave. John stood there with a sword in his hand.

"N-no John, L-lea-leave," I tried to say, but it as hard to speak through the pain.

John looked over at my bleeding body that lay at the back of the cave, tied up in ropes, blood on the floor. 

"I love you Alexander Hamilton," He said, and then he leapt at Jefferson.