Heaven. (After the games.)

Bombs

It's been two months since the incident. Now all is as it should be. I'm going on my first mission in a wile and I don't want to mess it up. I stand in the mirror building. Mr. Everdeen creates the exploding orb over the crowd of angels, and I search my pale arm for a name.

'Buttercup.' It read. What a peculiar name. Must be someone from the capital. I close my eyes and teleport.

I'm in the dark, I let my eyes adjust. I'm immediately hit by the cold and wetness of my skin. I'm alone on a spiralling stair case leading deeper into the ground. There is a loud explosion. The stairs shake sending me on my back. I regain my balance and stand.

"KATNISS!" I her a familiar shriek.

"KATNISS." A deeper unfamiliar vioce calls. I look up. A boy about the age of 19 with an five o clock shadow, and brown untrimmed hair races down the stairs. He holds the hand of prim. In her embrace holds a kitten.

Wait is that guy named Buttercup. He doesn't look like he's from the capital. He looks like a Joe. Maybe a Gale, no never mind, joe.

They get down to the steps I'm on. They walk right through me. Well that's new.

"The door will close in thirty seconds." A robotic voice bellows.

I hear the quiet yell of what I recegnize as Katniss. But they don't seem to hear it.

"Scream again." I order. They keep running down the steps. But the cat hisses loudly.

"PRIM." Katniss screams from below. She find them and brings them to the bottom before the vioce says...

"Door closed." The robotic voice says.

I teleport back to the mirror building. No one else is there. I walk to town square and it's the usual hustle and bustle. To many people to notice me. Cato bursts into the street and makes eye contact with me. He bounds through the crowd and hugs me. This draws the people's attention. They crowd around me like its the scene of a murder.

"What happend to you." Some ask.

"Did you go to hell again." Others wonder.

"You were gone for two hours." Some say.

"Where were you." Cato asks me cupping my face in his hands.

"I just was on my mission. I was helping a cat." I giggle. No one else laughs.

"What district were you in." Cato asks. I have not one clue. I shrug.

"Describe it, maybe one of us knows." Rue suggests. The crowd nods.

"I was on a stair case, it was wet and there were explotions outside the walls. There was a voice saying something about doors closing. The girl Katniss volenteered for was running down the stairs with a much other boy and a cat named buttercup.

"That sounds like district thirteen." A deep voice says from afar. I fly up to peer over the other people.

It was Thresh. He hasn't been out of his house since he got here. Me and everyone else looks amazed.

"I was a rebel spy for a plan called the mocking jay." He explains. "The plan was started by Katniss's father and president coin the president of district thirteen and my mother. The plan was that the first born offspring of either of them would lead the Rebels aganced the capital and would be illegally trained the art of survival and that the capital is the enemy. president coin did have a daughter first, but was killed. Two years later Katniss was born and six years later her sister prim. Six years later her dad died in a mining accident. But he had already taught her his skills. I was intended for emergencies only. If Katniss was entered into the games, I would have to protect her. So when she volenteered I knew I was going to die. But I hide it well. I still had to train and hopefully become her alliance. But when the games began I couldn't find her until the feast that killed you, clove." Thresh finishes. We stare in pure amazement at this plan. Well that's why he went crazy. He was doomed from the start. Poor thresh. He walks into his house and closes the door.

--------The next day. --------

What's behind the mirror building. It can't just end can it. I ponder this as I lay in bed awake. Why don't I just get up and find out. Cato rolls over and slings his arm around me.

Crap.

I pinch his white sleeve and lift his arm slowly. He grunts. I jump and let out a muffled squeal. Whoops. I slip out of bed and lay his arm back down carefully. I creep to the door.

"You do realize I just wanted to cuddle." Cato smirks from behind me. I look at the adorable angel.

"Shut up and go to sleep." I say. I'm about to leave the house when...

"Aw, aren't you sweet."

I walk to the garden. I dance down the walk way. What a beautiful night. The sky is clear and the stars gleam down on me.

The mirror building now towers above me. I began to walze around the marble wall. The sky quickly turns to sunshine.

That's odd. I walk around the corner and...

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What should there be. Hmm. I love cilft hangers when I know what will happen hehe.

I'm so happy I got almost 200 reads. Yah. If you want a dedication. Comment, suggest what should lay behind the mirror building, btw that's for saying I'm a great writer Dr watermelon. Your awesome too. I can't wait to see what happens next in your story. Speaking of which I was thinking of writing an other story. It's called mystic high. It's not a fanfic. I'll update in four days.

Bye my little pufferfish.