Prologue: District 13, Panem; r.d.
I am awaken by the sound of static coming from my television set. The boxy object's screen lights up in front of me, and Buttercup hisses at it.
I rub the rheum from my eyes and fixate my vision upon the lit screen, wondering what is happening. It shows a photo of President Snow and President Coin's gravestones. Looks like they were buried side-by-side. I think to myself. How ironic.
I check the clock on the wall.
4.30 a.m.
Buttercup jumps off my bed and walks over to what was once Prim's bed, and snuggles himself up on the white sheets.
Prim.
The static from the TV halts, and a familiar voice speaks out from it.
"Katniss," a distressed voice calls out.
It takes a moment for me to recognise the person's voice, and when I do, my eyes widen in shock.
"H-hello? Beetee, is that you?" I look at the top of the screen. A red light is flashing, and what seems like a camera stares point-blank at my face.
"Katniss," he says again, his voice wrapped in panic.
The image of the former presidents' gravestones changes into a live video of Beetee. He is sweating and his glasses reflect three monitors. One has a live video of me, while the other two is full of what I immediately predict to be incoherent Capitol jargon.
"What is it?" I ask, my heart starting to beat faster as I await the news from him.
"I was looking through the Capitol's security footage from yesterday." I can hear the clicks of the keyboard on the other end as his fingers fly across each key. From the reflection of his glasses, I can see one of the three monitors before him have a change of image. "It took me a while to find anything important, but..."
I lean in closer to the TV screen and look closely at Beetee's glasses to see the reflection of the monitors, and I almost faint when I see what looks like a beheaded corpse in one of the screens.
"I think..." He pushes his glasses up to sit firmly on the bridge of his nose. "I think I found Finnick."
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Hi guys! Rachel (a.k.a. fall-out) here! Raisin and I are planning to co-write a THG fan fiction, so this is our prologue. It was originally posted on my account, but I think Raisin deserves the credit. She's amazing. <3
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