A Feather To The Mockingjay; A Rebel Story

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I run down the street, my legs becoming weary and heartbeat untamed.  I have only one thing on my mind, get Coin.  As I sprint down the destroyed streets of the Capitol I begin to go through the process I am to do if I indeed find Coin.  Take her captive forcefully, bring her back to the mansion where she killed many of children and rebels, last but not least, torturing her.

My blonde curls bounce erratically as my legs carry my body faster and  faster.  I hear something behind me, I expect it to be a Peacekeeper coming after me.  I reach  behind myself, pull an arrow and align it with the sights on my bow.  I quickly turn, aiming the arrow at whoever was following behind me.  The person screams and ducks down, I fire my bow.  Just barely missing the figures shoulder.  I load the bow again, and the person calls out.

"Stop!  Makayla, Stop!"  She is breathless and is wheezing terribly.  I lower my bow and take a closer look.

"Consuelo?!  I told you to stay back at the base!  It's not safe out here!"  I shout, and realize it's not a good idea.  I hear foot steps patting down the side walk, and out of the corner of my eyes I see Peacekeepers.  "Consuelo, in here."  I grab her by her arm, and we rush into the building.

"Makayla-"

"Shh, You'll get us caught.  You wanna die today?"  She shakes her head No.  We bend down behind a wall that has a hole from some kind of weapon on the far side of us.  We huddle together for a minute, then hear the several Peacekeepers pass by.  I stand to my feet, and bring Consuelo with me.  "Where is Elena?"

"I don't know.  I told her to stay at base, but-"  Her voice trails off. She looks towards the shattered window.

"But what?"   I stare into my sister's eyes, even though they are focused somewhere Else.

"But she is right there."  She points a  finger to our other sister, Elena. 

"You guys suck at following directions..."  I say as Elena makes it closer to us.  Her dark hair lays on her shoulder, and sweat beams her face.  I look to Consuelo who's hair is also dark and covers  her shoulders.  I am the only one in our family with bright blonde hair, and I wouldn't want it any other way.  It is makes me different, and I like different.

"Be quiet, you really think we'd let you go out all alone?  You needed another person to help you out.  Two bows are better than one, and Consuelo can tackle her to the ground since we are not allowed to kill her."

"Fine."  I grumble, and pick up the bag Elena was carrying.  "This way." 

We start off in the direction Coin was last spotted, and I hope and pray she is still there.  Completing this mission will bring my family food and money.  Things that we have been running very low on since we took the rebels side.  The people who decided to fight with the Capitol instead of against was praised.  They had a new house, warm food, and even electricity some hours of the day.  Even though all of that is great, I don't regret joining the Rebels.  I am a rebel, and so is my sisters.  We will stop  this, we will capture Coin.  We will be a feather on The Mockingjay's wing, helping her to fly.  We are apart of the Rebellion, and we are standing on the rebel side.

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