Prue and Cinna are dressed in what I think is their best clothes. This time, Peeta approves. Breakfast is a quiet event, Haymitch decided to join us, he's scared this is the last time he'll see us.
We walk to the center of town, all holding hands. Prue and Cinna have numbed my hands, they're holding on so hard. Heads turn as we appear, eyes full of pity and remorse. One woman comes up to me.
"May the odds be ever in your favor, dear. You and your husband have served the district well; much better than any other victor has ever done. I hope your children are very lucky and can live a happy life with no interruption from the games." She says. She takes my hand away from Prue and squeezes it tight. I smile at her walk towards the peacekeepers. Prue and Cinna go first, they both wince when blood is taken from them. I tell them to go and join the little kids while my blood is being taken and wait for Haymitch and Peeta. We stand with the adults, Haymitch holding my hand and Peeta holding my shoulders. How are they planning to get me in the games? Have the rules changed? What are my children going to do without a mother? What is Peeta going to do without me?
I watch as Effie bobs into the center, sporting the same pink wig as she did the last time I saw her. She clambers on stage in her killer Capitol heels and totters to stand behind the microphone. Thanks to all of the Capitols products, she hasn't aged a day. It's a little disappointing that all my work to try and knock down the Capitol didn't work. The only difference now, is that Pluratch is president, not Snow.
"Welcome. Welcome, welcome!" She greets. "Happy hunger games and may the odds be ever in your favor. Gosh, it feels so good to say that. Now, even thought District 13 is up and running, I still have a very special film, brought to you, all the way from the Cap-it-ol" She emphasizes the three syllables in 'Capitol'. Instead of showing the nuclear bombing from District 13, the film shows the downfall of the Capitol. I see myself, twenty years younger, as I'm about to kill Snow. -- I don't look much older, lucky for me, my ageing signs more or less stopped when the games finished -- Several heads turned to look at me, smiling as they remember the Capitol weak, and vulnerable. The video goes on to show the affects 'these horrible acts have had on the Districts.' It ends with mine and rue's four note whistle.
"Now," Effie announces "The time has come to select one courageous young man and woman, who will have the honour of represent district 12 in the 76th newly annual Hunger Games!" Instead of walking to the 'Ladies' bowl, she goes to the boys. Her hand goes in and she mixes the papers around before dramatically pulling a piece out. She unfolds it and holds it above her head as she walks back to the microphone. she clears her throat.
"Cinna Mellark!" She shouts.
NO! This could not be happening! Was this their plan. Instead of sending me in, send my child. My twelve year old child? He steps out and walks forward, head held high.
"NO!" I scream "Not my baby boy! How could you?" He looks at me and bursts into tears. I run out and pick him up.
"Listen." I whisper "It's okay. You're okay. You're going to win this. Daddy and I will be with you until the day you go into the arena, along with Haymitch. We'll teach you everything we can. I knew I should've taught you to hunt. Why didn't I take you along more often? I love you lots. You're going to be fine." I kiss his forehead and tell him to go up to Effie.
"Well, look at that. Katniss Everdeen, our very first volunteer and Peeta Mellark's child has been drawn. Lets hope he has Katniss' skill and braveness." She has to keep the smile on her face for the public, but I catch her eye and she looks just as distraught as me.
"How are you feeling, darling?" She asks Cinna.
"Scared." He answers "Why do I have to go in? My family have suffered enough."
"I'm sorry." Effie frowns "I really am. I love your mother and father and would not have wished this on them. None of us would have. But I don't fill these bowls. I'm not told what piece to choose. Well you know what you need to do."
"Yes." He nods "I'm going to win these games with the help of my mom and dad." Everyone claps for him, some even whistle. Effie hugs him briefly and sends him into Justice Building.
"Now, for the ladies." She repeats the same actions as before, pulling out a piece of paper and holding it above her head. My little boy. I have to be strong, for him. I'll teach him all the ways I know to kill. He'll slaughter every player in the game and come home to me. My little boy.
"Prue Everdeen." Effie calls.
No!
Where you expecting that?! didn't think so. That's not it for the surprises! I think I might take a break from this for a while LOL!JK don't forget to vomment and who would you rather win, Cinna or Prue.
Prue= Banana socks
Cinna =Shakespeare's pet wig
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The Girl On Fire (undergoing editing)
أدب الهواةThis is my idea of what would happen after Mockingjay. Who says the hunger games saga has to end there?
