The Return of the Hunger Games [FALLEN ASHES] Book II

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I'm dead. I've left everybody and now I'm dead. I wonder how everybody is taking it. How I was suppose to win it all, because I was the daughter of the boy with the bread and the girl on fire. Now I am dead. But I somehow open my eyes, and I'm somehow seeing. I can see the light, not to go to heaven, but something else. It goes into focus after a while, and I can see the grey cieling and one tiny light bulb right above me. I'm alive? But how? I slowly sit up, and freeze in place. Right before my eyes, I can see her name right under the silver table that holds her. Teresa.

I jump off where I was laying and walk up to her. My eyes are already watery and I'm beginning to hold myself back. I'm in the morgue where they put all the dead tributes. I was once one of those dead tributes. I think back to the last thing that happened. I was sick, and Kal received medicine from the sponsors. But it wasn't medicine, it was poison, to kill me. But I'm not dead. But then again I was. I had to be dead to end up here. But now I'm alive? I'm so confussed, I don't understand why I'm still here, breathing and moving. I look at Teresa. Her face is so pale, they wiped away all the blood and fixed her bruises and cuts. I reach my hand out, getting flashbacks to Prim in her casket. I touch Teresa's face, and jerk my hand away, just as I did with Prim 10 years ago. She's so cold, as if they had just taken her out of the freezer. I want her to come back to life with me, to be here. I think of Effie and Haymitch. How they've lost their Grandchild and now they think how they lost me. And my mother, My mom. She thinks I'm dead too. Everybody thinks I'm gone and how I'll never come back home to District 12. I need to go find them, I have to tell them and prove to them how I'm still alive. I search the room and find the big metal door and run to it, hand on the handle. Then something stops me. A name. But not just anybody's name, Thalia's name.

I slowly turn my head, and there she is. "Thalia." I whisper. "I'm sorry." I examine her face, they took out the knife from her forehead and left her skin smooth and pale. I don't dare touch her. I look over and I see a silver bowl by her feet with a lid on it. I walk to it and open the lid. I immediately bend over and throw up all over the floor. I close the lid and the thought of what I just saw only makes me nauseous and throw up again. They took out her child from inside her. I doubt they tried to do anything about it so they decided to just take it out. I back away from the bowl and just keep looking at Thalia. So young and had so much ahead of her. Then the Hunger Games had to kill her, and Teresa. Kill innocent children. Ruin peoples lives. Take Will away from us. Now that I'm still alive, I'll have to fight to avenge all of the deaths. "I promise Thalia, I wont let him get away with this." And this time, I'll keep my promise.

I'm just about to walk out, when all I see is darkness and I'm fighting to be released by somebody. Then I feel a needle go into my neck, and I'm numbed. Before I go completely unconscious, I can see them dragging my body from out of the morgue, and carrying me down a hallway.

I wake up tied down to a bed in a candle lit room. I look around and find a clock. 6:00 P.M. The sun has most likely already set. I don't mind being alone, but I know how I'm not. I can feel a pair of eyes on me, and soon enough I find them in the right corner. I can't make out the color, and I don't recognize them, which scares me.

"Who are you?" I ask.

The person just keeps there eyes on me, and stands still. I keep trying to move but I'm bound to the bed, I don't like this.

"Why am I tied down!?" I'm beginning to get annoyed and infuriated. "Sure, just dont answer me." I say.

The person stands up, but doesn't come closer. I dont want them to either. We just stare at eachother in complete silence. I hated silence. "Are you just going to stand there and look at me or is there a reason I'm here tied up in a room with you!?"

"We needed to make sure you wouldn't try to harm yourself." He said. I don't recognize his voice, but it doesn't threaten me one bit.

"Why would I harm myself? And 'We' who?" I ask.

"Well nobody really knows what state of mind you're in. We just wanted to make sure you'd stay safe." He answered.

"Okay, now answer the other one. Who is 'We'?"

There's yelling and shouting coming from out of the door. He runs out so fast I can't see his face. Somewhere in the noise I hear Kal's name. I remember the feast that they announced before Thalia died. But Kal couldn't know about it because I never got the chance to tell him. I was trying so hard to get off the bed and untie myself, but it was impossible. I begin getting a headache. Minuets keep passing by and the more time goes by the more inpatient I become. I just stay here and lay my head back on the Pillow and slowly fall into a deep sleep.

I open my eyes to the darkness, and it reminds me of the day of the reaping. The same feeling of uncertainty and fear. Somebody untied me while asleep because I was no longer restrained. I sit up and search the room, and once again I can feel somebody's presence. I jump once a familiar voice speaks up.

"How are you feeling?" I immediately know the voice, I just can't figure out where its coming from.

"Dad!?" I'm turning my head trying to find him, then there he Is. He lightes a candle and I can see him. Those eyes I've wanted to look into, that voice I missed hearing. He's finally here. He's longer lost. I jump off the bed and run to him. He quickly sets down the candle on a table before I attack him and jump into his arms. I hold him, he's spinning me holding me back. I'm already histerically crying, saying daddy. He sets me down but I dont wan't to let go.

"My baby girl." He says, tightening our hug.

"Daddy." I say. "You're finally here."

We let go of eachother and I just look at him, he hasn't aged a single bit. He was in a white shirt and brown pants and his blonde hair still had a touch of white hair. I touch his face and now truly believe it. "Where have you been?" I ask. He leads me back to the bed and we sit on the edge.

"Sweetheart, we need to put you under again to move to a new location. I'll explain later but right now we have to hurry. We think how our location has been uncovered and we need to move fast." He tells me.

"But why do I have to be out under why can't I just go with you? And who is 'We'?" I ask.

He takes my hand, "Just trust me." He says.

I look into his eyes, and my trust in him never left. I nod my head and lay back on the bed. He takes out an injection needle and I'm panicked. I hate needless. He puts his hands on my arm to calm me down, "I know you hate needles but it'll only hurt for 2 seconds." I nod my head nervously and bite my lips and close my eyes as the needle goes into my arm and vein. He soon takes it out once all of the clear liquid is no longer in the injection needle. He puts a cap on the needle and places back in his pant pocket.

"I missed you so much."

"Where did you go?"

"I had heard rumors about The Hunger Games returning so I tried to go to the Capitol and find more information, but instead wound up being taken Prisoner by Fallon."

I'm becoming sleepy. "They tortured you?"

He lowers his head. "Yes, but then I escaped."

"Was Haymitch with you?"

"No. I soon found Haymitch after I escaped into the woods. We found somewhere to hide out and plan things out before it was time for Haymitch to return to you guys."

"Plan what out?" My eyes slowly drop.

"The Return of the Rebellion." He says, just as I fall unconscious and numb.