AUTHORS NOTE: Okay this is the new Karvel Fic I was telling you all about ;) I am so glad you wanted me to write this Irene. So I am going to start from the reaping and I hope you like it. I am going to start where they are getting there fingers pricked and I am going to see what would really be going on in my mind if that was happening to me. So I hope you guys like this and please review 3

The First Chapter Of, You Saved Me, I Saved You. (KPOV)

"Prim it's okay. They just want to prick your finger. It won't hurt at all." I try to reassure her. She whimpers and finally sticks her bony finger out to the peacekeeper. I watch the peacekeepers with an icy glare. They take my finger and prick it. Unlike where they gently let Prim's hand back, they threw mine back over to me. I scoff and follow Prim back to the twelve year old group.

"See your okay. Now when this is over I will come and find you. Okay?' I ask Prim. Prim nods and gives me a hug. I walk stiffly back to the sixteen year old section and stand still. I notice a waving from the corner of my eye and I look over. It's Gale. He smiles nervously at me. I nod, not smiling back but instead praying for the next unlucky soul to go.

Effie Trinket walks up onto the stage. She wear a pink out fit and her wig is lopsided. Her shrilly, Capitol voice rings throughout our district. Her voice amplified by these huge Capitol machines they call speakers.

"Welcome, Welcome. Today is the day we will pick one lucky woman and one brave man to compete in this years seventy-four annual Huger Games! Where they will fight to the death and when it's finished, Panem will have a new victor!" Effie squeals excitedly through the mike. I inwardly groan as the video, made by President Son, place on the huge banner the brought with them. I look around like every year and it seems like there are even more peacekeepers surrounding us. The video ends and Effie begins to take once more.

"I just love that." She claps and we all stay quiet. Even though the peacekeepers or the Capitol people don't see it, we all take worried glances at our friends or loved ones before she drawl.

"Okay then." She walks over to the gigantic glass bow that has Prim's name in there. Just one slip. Where as I have many others. Yet I still have this strange feeling in the pit of my stomach. She picks up that one slip and slowly, the words roll of her tongue like they are the greatest blessing she has ever received.

"Primrose Everdeen!" Those two words that made me the happiest, that gave me a reason to live, just ruined my life. This can't happen. She's my precious baby. She's only twelve and she only had one slip in the bowl for Christ's sake! I can't ruin my innocent baby sister. I feel my blood run cold, take in a shaky breath and don't take a second thought to what I'm about to do. People make way for me as I run through the crowd.

My little duck. No. I push Prim behind me a yell out,

"I volunteer!" I yell so loud even though Effie is only right in front of me.

"I volunteer as tribute." I say in a calmer voice. Effie's eyes widen for a moment before the peacekeepers push me up onto the stage.

"Katniss! Noo! Please don't leave me! Noo you can't do this!" I hear prim yell in the distance and I almost cry at the sight. She clings to my blue dress as Gale pries her off of me.

"It will all be okay Prim." I reassure her momentarily. It's cut short though when the Peacekeepers push me up onto the stage.

Effie's bubbly again while I stand there, trying to mask my emotions. I will not cry in front of the nation. I will not be weak. I will win this for Prim. No exceptions.

"District twelve, this is your very first volunteer! And what might your name be dear?" She asks me while shoving the bulky microphone in my face.

"Katniss. Katniss Everdeen." I say. It feel like the breath had been knocked out of my body the split second I look back to Prim. Gale is carrying her off to our mother and our mother seems to be out of her state of shock. Prim is crying hysterically and I feel my chin wobble a little. I look away. But my eyes betray me, looking back the whole time. I can't help it. But when I look to the crowd they all put three fingers to their lips then raise them up into the air. The gesture itself surprises me. The sign means they love you. You will be missed. To take care. It means goodbye.

"Okay now for the men's turn." I hear Effie with all these thoughts floating around in my head.

Please don't let it be Gale. Or Rory. I need them to stay. I can't let them go in with me. Thoughts like that swirl around in my head for what seems like hours when it's only just seconds. I look over to Effie and watch her slowly pick the piece of folded up paper. She opens it up and I almost cry out loud when the name is read.

"Peeta Mellark!" I look over to the boys section and spot the same person that saved my life when we were younger. The boy with the bread. I watch as he makes his way up the stage. If you look close enough you can see he is trembling. I look away when he makes it up on the stage. I just hope someone kills him before I have to.

"Ladies and gentlemen, your tributes for the seventy-four annual Hunger Games!" She announces. It's all quiet. I turn my body towards Peeta and he does the same. We both shake hands and the Peacekeepers rush us into the Justice Building.

Five minutes later, Primrose and my mother come into the room. Prim immediately flings herself at me.

"Katniss. Why? I could have gone in! I need you. Please win." She tells me, her words muffled in the silky fabric of my dress. I pet down her hair.

"I will Prim I am going to win for you." I feel a tear slide down my face as she backs up. She digs into her pocket and pulls out a little gold pendant.

"Take this for luck. You better come back to us." She hands it over to me. It is a mocking jay with an arrow in it's mouth. It looks like it has been perched on the ring that surrounds it. I manage to give her a smile and I stand back up and face my mother.

"You will not go back into that depressed state you were in before okay? Prim needs you. I will not be here to do your job. It's time for you to start acting lie a mother. Do you hear me?" I tell her. I don't care if the words are harsh or they are hurting her feelings. That couldn't hold a candle to the hurt she put us through. She nods at me.

"I'm serious. Take care of her." I tell her before the peacekeepers come in the drag them out. I get to hug Prim one more time and kiss her on the cheek before they leave. Then they're gone. I sit down. Then Gale barges into the room.

"Katniss you can come out. It's just like shooting an arrow. Find a bow and if there isn't one you make one. You can do this." Gale tells me as he paces. I stop him and he hugs me.

"You have to come out for us Katniss." He tells me I nod my head.

"I will." I tell him. Then the peacekeepers come in and drag him out too. I feel empty, scared, worried.

MARVEL POV (Taking place during the reaping.)

"Citizens of District One! Today you will have two tributes go into the Hunger Games to represent this district. I don't want to go in the Hunger Games. I have a little sister to take care of. She says I'm a loser for not wanting to go in. It's like most of the people in the higher districts don't see the wrong in this. I know how to use a spear but only to protect my sister, Annie.

Our funky dressed escort, Portia Walks down to the bid glass ball for the girls. She pulls the slip out and opens it. She reads out the name.

"Glimmer Glittershoes." I remember her from my grade. She thinks she's hot shit on a silver platter, but in my eyes she is just a cold terd on a paper plate. I never liked her and I don't think she's, 'hot', That is just discriminating the woman your talking about. She may be pretty but I'm not attracted to her in any way. No one here is beautiful. There personalities are the worst. But in my opinion my sister is a beautiful little devil. She is so sweet and nice. I have never met anyone with a personality like hers here.

"Now for the boys." Portia announces and she pulls out the slip. She opens it up and reads out the unlucky souls name.

"Marvel Quaid!" Wait… that's me! I don't hear a boy volunteer like they usually would and the peacekeepers push me up onto the stage. I hear Annie gasp. I guess she didn't want me going in either after all. My heart is beating wildly as the escort has Glimmer and I shake hands. They take us to our room in the Justice Building and I rub my face, pinch myself, anything to prove this is a dream. It's not.

Annie comes in and charges at me.

"Marvel you have to win this. You know how to throw a spear. You can learn to hunt for food while your at the training center for the games. Please come out." Annie begs me. We don't have parents because they left us a year ago. Telling me I was old enough to take care of my self and Annie. They left us a lot of money.

"I'll try." I tell her honestly.

The peacekeepers come in and drag my little sister out. I sit down and sigh. The escort comes in and puts me on the train. We are now watching the reaping for the other districts. I watch my reaping and see that I did pretty good acting like I didn't care. I still think I saw myself tremble a little but I could just be seeing things.

When it comes to district two I watch as a brutal looking boy named, Cato, volunteers and makes his way to the stage. Another girl gets called up but she looks around fifteen and her name is Clove. Districts tree, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, and ten seem to go by really fast and I don't remember their names.

District eleven comes up and I see a beastly man come up to take his stop on the stage. I think he said his name was Thresh. Then a twelve year old gets called. I almost cry and she says her name is Rue. But you never know what she might be able to do. District twelve comes up and Glimmer gets up.

"Come on lets go to bed. It's not like twelve has anything to go up against." She chuckles but no one else does as we all stare blankly at her. She awkwardly sits back down and I see another twelve year old get called out. I sigh. This isn't fair. But what catches my attention re the actions and words that happen next. I stare intently at the television as I watch a sixteen year old push the little girl behind her, like she is going to protect her from the world. I can't help but notice how truly beautiful she really is.

"I volunteer!" I hear her yell and my jaw drops. No one has ever volunteered in District twelve. No one. She looks feisty. Then I hear her say in a calmer voice but still very loud,

"I volunteer as tribute." She tells their escort, Effie Trinket. My mouth is still open and I look to the people surrounding me. Their mouths are open as well. I look back to the television and all I can see is her.

"And what might your name be dear?" I missed the first part of the sentence but listen.

"Katniss, Katniss Everdeen." She says. Everdeen? That was her sister! I look to the screen and see a boy being called. He looks pretty strong. But as they both shake hands I feel just a little bit jealous.

It can't be…

I can't fall into her flames.

I can't- won't let myself fall in love with Katniss Everdeen.

A/N: So this is the new story ;) lol So tell me what you think. I really enjoyed writing this chapter and I can't wait to see what you all have to say :D I know Marvel is telling himself that he won't let himself fall in love with Katniss, but I will give you a hint. Many statements or promises will be broken. So tell me what you think ;) REVIEW! 3 Also you can follow me on Twitter at, DixAlittleangel. If you follow me I will follow back ;)