The Girl with no Heart. (book 1) - A Hunger Games Story.

Before.

This is the playlist I used while writing, it may be nice while listening.

https://music.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLF_Tzsu_c9ytIaEqNvUZrQGLjSF4nUw4F

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    I am standing in the square, watching the screen intensely, as the final battle comes around, both Katniss and Peeta made it, and district 12 was so quiet, you could hear a tree fall from the woods beyond the fence. 

The mutts, are horrible creatures, but they got away, and now they are faced with Cato and Clove, and no one in 12 dare breath, incase they somehow ruin everything. The stand still is more terrifying than can be explained, and that's when it happens, a knife makes its way towards Katniss, and Peeta jumps using his own body to block it. The canon is immediate and the sound that leaves Katniss throat, the shrek..... I want to block it from my memory forever.

That is when, you hear the screaming girl, Primrose Everdeen hiding her face in a older boys shirt, Gale Hawthorne........

When I look back to the screen, I see it, Katniss was disabled unable to move, and, for some reason, Clove, with a evil smile put her armor on Katniss before they make her fall to the mutts, screaming in agony, as Cato and Clove stand above, and I have never been more mad in my life, and I don't know what drives me to do what I do next, as I walk over to Gale and Primrose. 

My father would buy from Gale and Katniss all the time, and for some reason this year hurts more than normal, my face is likely red, and it feels like I am on fire, and there is one thing I know Katniss would want right now, anyone would want.

I grab Gales shoulder and say, "There is a tv at my house, we can go there instead." 

He nods, and we begin the walk, but we both know that tv isn't going to be turned on, but Prim does not need to hear another second of this, she likely already blames herself, and, I understand myself, because underneath the fire that is consuming my body, one look at the girl, and there is another feeling, of shame, and guilt.

Like it or not, my genes hail from district 2, and I am trained, maybe not quite to the career level, but I am trained, I should of stepped in, and I will next year.

The young girl is still sobbing as we enter my house, it isn't too far from the square, and it is decent sized, 3 bedrooms, 1 floor, we share it with another peacekeeper.

"Why don't you go get her mom, I will watch on her." I say, and Gale just nods, still not a single word leaving his mouth as he exits, and I know he must be feeling the pain too, but right now, my focus is on the little girl, with the dead sister and the tears, so, I keep her in the kitchen, and make sure that the tv in the living room is turned on but also turned down.

I am silent as I make my way back to the kitchen and start to boil some water, setting some cups aside and getting what I need for tea ready.

"Are you ok?" I ask Prim as I sit down, and the regret it, of course she is not ok, her sister is dying, and she is likely blaming herself and here I am, so I stand up before I can do anything else stupid and go back to the tea.

I am almost in tears myself when I hear the door open, and the voices give me a mix of emotion, both glad, that I was no longer alone with the girl I can't help, but also in dread of the others.

As they enter the kitchen, I see them, Gale, Prims mother, and Gale's family as well, he seem to of been invited by my father, who was standing behind them.

"Thank you, you are very kind" Mrs.Everdeen says before going to sit beside Prim and I give a slight smile.

"Guess I am going to need more cups." I say with a smile, knowing, that even though I am angry and ashamed, it is not my death to mourn, instead it is the Hawthornes and Everdeens. 

I soon finish the tea and pass it out, before going to the living room, as I see the death is still going, and I feel sick as I quickly get out of there and when I pass my father, shake my head to tell him it's still happening. 

After a couple hours Prim is all cried out, but no one dares look at the tv, or talk, it is a silence that, I can't compare to anything, and then Prim says it.

"It's my fault, I was the one who was called, I should of died." Prims word shake me, and Gale was up and out of the house in a second. 

I decide this is a private moment, and I go to my bedroom, to hide, and that is when I make my choice.

I am going to protect that little girl until my dying breath.

That is where this all begins.