The first time it happens, its two days after the war.
Katniss walks quickly, easily dodging the occasional civilian with a practised ease. A hood is pulled low over her head, hiding her face from the cold breeze and the curious gazes of passers-by. She had just finished her weekly visit to Greasy Sae, making sure the elderly woman was adjusting to the new life that had befallen the survivors, and was heading back to the safety of her cold little house.
'Nearly there, Katniss. Just a little bit further.' She silently tells herself, and that's when she sees her. It's a faint glint of polished metal that catches her eye, first, before the ghost from her past properly registers.
The knife is in a sheath strapped tight to her thigh, a second one on her belt. She wears green combats and a size too large zip up charcoal hoodie, a light blue t-shirt peeking out from where the zip is left open. Her dark hair is plaited over her left shoulder, a fading bruise decorating her right cheekbone.
'Clove?' Katniss dismisses the thought as quickly as it appears, shaking her head. 'No, she's dead. Just like everyone else. It's just your minds playing tricks on you. Nothing else.'
Katniss continues walking, but not before turning her neck to peer over her shoulder. She catches a glimpse of dark, calculating eyes analyzing her every move, fingers twitching towards a knife handle, before the Career disappears out of her sight.
When she gets home later that evening, a neatly folded note awaits her on the table. Every door and window to the house are still securely locked, with no evidence of being opened by someone other to herself.
'What in the hell...' Katniss cautiously picks up and unfolds the note, a shocked gasp is forced from her lips as she reads, and she drops the knife to flee the room.
'Surprise, Fire Girl. I'm not dead. I'm right here, in District Twelve. The monster inside can not be killed, believe me. And that monster currently has a mission; you. We'll talk again soon, but be careful, a great deal of people wish to see you dead.'
The next morning, Katniss goes down the stairs to find the note missing.
The next time it happens, it's a week after the war ended.
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But, You're Dead? [Clovniss]
FanfictionAfter the war, Katniss sees Clove a bunch of times, but Katniss thinks she's just imagining it, Clove's supposed to be dead. One night, Katniss is attacked, and she learns that Clove is very much real, and, alive.