Who I Am ~ Hunger Games; Bajancanadian AU

Chapter 5: The memories

~Mitch's POV~

"Found it!"

Me and Amber where flipping through the recordings of the readings, since Amber wanted to see Kurai's and Jason's so bad, we flip through them for about 10 minutes, until I finally found districts 8's.

I glanced at her, just to see her reaction, until I realized something...her face was paler, her eyes changed from her forest green colour to a electric lime colour. Her breathes came in short, quick gasps, than she fell.

~Ambers POV~

Something was happening, I couldent breathe, I started to gasp, hardly being able to breathe, my lungs begging for air, everything infrount of me was blurry, as blackness consumed me.

~Flashback~

B O O M

A loud clap of thunder striked a tree nearby, rain was pouring down as I looked out from my bedroom window. I shuddered, as in district four, I'm used to water, but DEFINATLY not thunder, infact I had a phobia of it, and I have no idea why.

Suddenly I heard a scream, at first I thought it was nothing, than I heard one again, a gut reaching screech that sent shivers down my spine, I instantly reaconized it. That same screech I had heard beside me as I watched my parents being killed.

JEROME.

I started running, nearly crashing into my bedroom door, I got out just in time to see my brother being dragged out by peacekeepers, blood gushing out of his nose and a scar on his arm. I stood there paralyzed, not knowing what to do. By the time I finally realized I could move again, he was gone. All gone. I broke down, tears streaming down my cheeks, until a sudden bolt of realization shook my mind....

I could of saved him.

But I didn't.

I soon become furious of myself, grabbing a knife and going out, anger pulsed through my body, mind was broken down, heart was destroyed. Anger and rage consumed me. I threw the knife as hard as I could, and it stabbed a young man right in the heart. Before I could acknowledge what I did, I was dragged away in the rain.

That was the reason why people that I was a murder, why my heart was cold.

That's why people called me the 'slayer'.

I HATED IT.

~Flashback over (Ambers POV)~

I woke up with a jolt, I saw chocolate brown eyes stareing at me with concern.

"Your okay."

"Of course I am."

"What was that?"

"Flashback to when Jerome was taken."

"Again?"

"Yes."

"I will keep my promise Amber, we WILL find him."

The promise.

The promise will break.

Because we are in the Hunger Games.

And no matter what.

We will be either dead or become mentors.

Dead

The word rang in my head.

I glanced at Mitch.

"I'll protect you no matter what. YOU WILL make it home." I promised, soft enough so he wouldn't hear.

"I promise."