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Before

"Nice job, sweetheart," Haymitch smirked his famous smile. Effie rolled her eyes.

"It was hardly a nice job, they didn't even read the lines I wrote them!" she huffed as Peeta and Katniss stood outside, speaking to District 11, speaking in their own words. Always a control freak, that Effie. Everything must be her way, all the time. But that was one thing that Haymitch had always loved about her.

“You really did fine. The lines were probably perfect.”

“They have to read from the cards, though!” Effie began to hyperventilate. 

A movement on the screen that showed their victors drew their eyes to it. An old man standing in the middle of the crowd had raised his hand in a three-fingered salute to Katniss and Peeta. 

“What’s this?” Effie asked, always curious. The rest of the crowd soon followed. Haymitch’s eyes widened. 

Suddenly, the Peacekeepers drew into the crowd and pushed through to the man. The crowd cleared a path for them, and they dragged the man to the steps where the victors stood.

“Haymitch. Get Katniss and Peeta. Get them inside. This isn’t going to end well. Get them in safely, along with yourself!”

“Peeta, Katniss, get inside,” Haymitch rushed to them and grabbed their arms. 

“Wait... why?” Katniss began to panic. “What did he do?” Haymitch pulled on their arms again. “Kids, I’m serious. GET INSIDE.”

“Haymitch! Be careful! You need to get them in! My job is to get three unharmed victors to the Capitol!” Effie screeched.  

The Peacekeepers reached the podium and shoved the man to the ground. The Head Peacekeeper pulled out his gun.

“No! No! Don’t do this!” Katniss screamed. “No! You can’t do this-”

BOOM. A bullet had been shot straight through the back of the man’s head.

“NO!” 

“You two, follow me,” Haymitch ordered. Effie covered her mouth. She turned to the mayor of District 11. 

“What the hell was that? Why did that happen? That sign he made was for luck!”

“It’s a sign of defiance. A sign of hope. Katniss could start something,” the mayor pitched. 

Effie stared at him, full of confusion. What the hell did that mean?

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