Prologue
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I stare at the casket. It can't be true. Rue would never die. She can't. Still, a voice whispers in my head. She's dead, Sage. Dead. I can't make a single sound. Mother and Father are sobbing. Saffron's to young too understand. My younger siblings, who are triplets, Lila, Heather, and Willow, seem to. Something dawns on me. With Rue gone, I'm the oldest. I'll have to take care of my family now.
As we watch the replay of the Games, we see how Rue died. A sudden anger burns in me. For the Capitol. For the boy who killed my sister. Even for that girl, Katniss Everdeen. I had hoped that Katniss would protect Rue. I know its wrong, but I can't help but think that Katniss had let us down. That she was responsible for Rue, but she failed us.
That night, my older sister's death replays in my head. But instead of the boy dying, he rips the arrow in his neck out, and starts coming for me. I wake up panting. I glance around my dingy little cottage room until my eyes land on my little sister, Saffron. She rolls over in her sleep, mumbling something about Rue and coming back. I dunk my head into my pillow and squeeze my eyes shut.
That's all I can do to stop myself from crying.
Copyright © 2012 anniema3
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Eleven
FanfictionAfter Rue dies, her body is brought to District 11 for her parents, her 10 year-old sister Sage, eight year-old sisters Willow, Heather, and Lila, and three year-old Saffron. Two years later, Sage is reaped and has to participate in the 76th Hunger...
