A/N: This is my first story, so please go easy on me here. I've always loved Cinna and Katniss's relationship as friends, and I always wondered what Cinna would be thinking while watching Katniss fight for her life in the Hunger Games. So, I started this story. I'm sorry if the first chapter is short, I'm just getting it started. This story will cover every event Katniss went through in the arena from Cinna's POV, and when she returns. This will also be updated weekly. And no, I haven't seen the movie yet, I'm going on the 31st...and then again on April 12th with my class. Ya.

I'm sorry if some events in this chapter are slightly off, I haven't read the book in a few weeks. For future chapters I will be reading the book as I go though. I'm also adding a few of my own things maybe.

SPOILERS for The Hunger Games.

Disclaimer: I'm not Suzanne Collins. Sadly. So all rights go to her.

Italics: Cinna's thoughts. The beginning is retelling what happened right before Katniss went into the arena.

I get Katniss ready in her arena attire. Zip up her jacket, and make sure she has on her Mockingjay pin. She sits beside me on the sofa afterwards, "Do you think I can do it Cinna? Come out a victor?" Her voice sounds steady, but there are hints of fear, which she knows I can detect. I don't blame her, she's about to go into an arena where 23 others are going to be trying to slaughter her. She's clutching my hand like a lifeline, which brings me out of my thoughts. "Of course. You can do it, Katniss." I answer her, with nothing but truth.

I really believe she has a chance. I wouldn't be able to live with myself if she was killed. I've come to think of her as a daughter to me. She comes to me for advice, comforting, and to tell me what's on her mind. Sometimes things she wont tell anyone else. Not even Peeta. I enjoy spending time with her though.

We walk towards where she will be launched into the arena. I put my hands on her shoulders, "I'm still betting on you, Girl on Fire." I place a kiss on her forehead. "Thank you Cinna, for everything." She replies, and I bring her into one last hug. It seems like forever, but is only mere seconds, before I need to step back as the glass cylinder closes around her. Anticipating my instructions, she holds her head high as the metal plate begins to rise.

I am confident in her. She has a good chance. I just can't help but feel like I am going to lose her.

Now is the time. The time Katniss is thrown into the bloody jaws of the Hunger Games.

My only hope is that she gets out alive. Every year mentors like Haymitch, and prep teams, watch the tributes they have readied for this day get brutally slaughtered. The bloodbath is the worst. How anyone can watch that...I don't know. I know I can't. But I have to, I have to watch Katniss and know she is safe. But she can do it. I know she can, I've never had this much faith in anybody, but I truly believe in Katniss and her abilities.

I hold my breath as the countdown continues, already down to ten. Oh, Katniss, there are so many things I would want to say to you right now.

10.

I'm still betting on you, Girl on Fire.

9.

Whatever happens, I love you.

8.

I have complete faith in you, you can do it.

7.

If you die, some way, somehow, I die too.

6.

Be strong.

5.

You have so much to fight for. Peeta, your friend Gale, your sister, the rest of your family...me.

4.

Never give up, please don't give up.

3.

Don't let your flame flicker out.

2.

Remember your training. You got an eleven, you're powerful.

1.

Time to show them everything.

The countdown ends, and they're all off, sprinting to the cornucopia and right into the bloodbath. The cameras show Katniss going for it too, Oh, no, please make it out OK. She goes for a small orange backpack after speedily picking up some small piece of...plastic? I'm not sure. She'll be alright, she'll be alright. Just as she's about to grab the pack, a boy comes up and starts grabbing for it. They end up fighting for it.

Katniss pulls, he pulls. Come on Katniss, you're stronger than he is. The boy suddenly coughs up blood right in Katniss's face as a knife goes through his back. Oh, how gruesome and horrible these Games are. Katniss manages to wipe away some of the blood, grabs the backpack, and sprints for the forest after looking back and forth between that and the lake. Good thing she didn't go for the lake, many others will be going there for water. Though she will also need to find some eventually. She's almost at the forest, Yes! Come on, almost there.

Out of nowhere, a knife whizzes through the air, setting target on Katniss. I sharply inhale my breath. No, no it can't hit her...wont hit her. She turns around and swings the pack up, and just in time. The knife harmlessly lodges itself in the front of the backpack. Good, now she also has an extra weapon. She gives a knowing smirk, and continues to run for the woods.

She finally makes it into the forest.

I sigh with relief. She's safe for now. The cameras go back to the bloodbath, wanting to let the viewers see some of the "real action", but I just couldn't watch anymore. I've had enough blood-seeing for now, even if it's only the afternoon. Katniss is safe from the bloodbath and that's all that matters. I would never say this to anyone, but I've always disliked the Hunger Games. Making innocent children slaughter each other and lose their young lives just for Capitol entertainment. It's sick. I turn the TV set off and set out to find Haymitch and the prep team, to see how they're taking the Games and just to have a general conversation, get my mind off everything.

I do know one thing. I'll sleep more at ease tonight knowing she made it out of the worst part of the Games. You did it, Girl on Fire, you have a chance.

She could really win this.

That's all for this chapter. I will update weekly. Although I would love some reviews, at least five. Come on, it's right there! That button below! :D

Also, please don't be afraid to give me your ideas, and please do notify me of any spelling errors. I read over this a few times, but it wasn't beta'd so...