"You don't play with fire,
unless you wanna get burned,
wanna get burned."
-Grace Vanderwaal.
Ataraxia Blake has absolutely no one left. nobody she cares about. when young Lilliana get reaped for the 68th Hunger games, Ataraxia feels as if she sho...
SONG OF THE CHAPTER|| Kingdome Comes by The Civil Wars. (PLEASE LISTEN TO IT)
"Because in the end. When you lose somebody. Every candle, every prayer, is not going to make up for the fact that the only thing you have left is a hole in your life where that somebody you cared about used to be."
-Damon Salvatore.
TW- Blood, Gore, Panick attacks,
I apologize in advance. Just know. I cried while writing this, so.. Your not alone.
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SOMEONES BEEN traveling throughout the arena and setting fires. The careers had just left there spots near the Cornucopia and their immense amount of food. Cato and Clove were leading again as they ran through the forest to find the fires. The first three that were set had been dead ends.
BOOM.
An explosion. Not a canon.
"The food!" Cato realized.
Clove, Cato, and Hermoine ran back to the Cornucopia as fast as they could while Marvel stayed behind to find out who had been setting the fires.
Marvel walked into the clearing where the last fire had been set and spotted a little girl with none other than Katniss Everdeen herself. Marvel quickly threw his spear and it went straight through the little girls stomach. That was the last thing Marvel ever saw. As soon as Marvel threw the spear and arrow went through his heart.
♡
Ataraxia watched as Katniss layed flowers out over Rue, the young girl who Marvel had just killed. It was sweet of her, Rue hadn't deserved to die. Then again, neither had any of the people who had died in the games. That didn't seem to stop President Snow.
Finnick rubbed slow circles on Roxi's back as she watched intently. The screen switched to Cato again.
♡
"From now on, Two victors may be crowned if they both originate from the same district." A robotic voice said.
Cato looked down at Clove and she looked at him. Cato grinned, and she did too. The two embraced each other.
"We can win this" Cato whispered in her ear. She nodded into his neck.
