President Fire's P.O.V
"Why is killing off a boy so hard?!" I shout. That District 7 woman, Johanna Mason, pushed him out of the path of the fireball. "How are we suppose to the boy if people keep getting him out if trouble?!"
"We will kill him off. I trust the gamemakers will do it." Marcia says. We are in my office, talking about what just happened. I needed out of that room.
"I know. I know. What can we do now?" I ask.
"I don't really know. But that's the gamemakers job, isn't it?" She asks.
"It is. But they aren't doing a good job. If you want something done, do it yourself." I say. "I wanted fire on that last attempt. But not in that way."
"Come up with a totally different, totally new attempt. Who knows? It may kill of more than just the boy." She says. "Um. Why do you want to kill of the boy?"
"He doesn't want there to be a victor. Or so we think. Maybe he was just talking, but we have to take precautions."
"Okay. All caught up now." She says. "Do you have a hint of an idea of what to do about this attempt?"
"A little. But I won't say." I say.
Marcia walks over to me and caresses my arm. "Not even to me?" She asks.
"Fine. I'll tell you."
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Fiery Payback
FanfictionAfter Katniss, Peeta, and all of their allies broke the Hunger Games system, they went back home and started families. They thought the whole Hunger Games business was over. They were extremely mistaken. The next year, twenty four more tributes foug...
