Trapped in the Consequence of Time

Comprehending and disagreements - Rye's POV

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I was exhausted by the time we got out of the crater, James was taller than me and was stronger so I had to walk quicker just to keep up with him. If it was possible we were covered in even more dirt and I had about a million tiny stones in my shoes - which made my already bad day worse. James hopped over the edge of the giant crater we were in and I scrambled after him, he must have seen my face because he smiled slightly and stopped where we were.

"One minute rest." He said and I collapsed on the ground; watching the clouds chase each other across the sky. The fact that I had travelled backwards one hundred and five years was just starting to sink in. The Capitol was in control and they were at war with the Districts, a war that they would win and create the Hunger Games which would cause my parents to get together and so many deaths.

Only they weren't winning.

I supposed that was a good thing but would time going out of whack have worse consequences. A cure worse than the decease. If time went haywire would Panem have even existed? Would somewhere a lot worse be here or would nothing be here? I tried to push the thoughts out of my head but they kept floating back.

I wiped my sweaty hands on my trousers before I sat up to see that Coral was staring around a look of interest painted clearly on her face - and I knew why District Thirteen as we know it is still mostly underground, there are area's above and a few buildings but nothing like District Thirteen at its peak. Which so happens to be the time I was standing in now.

The buildings were all small versions of the houses in Victors village; the road was clean and completely smooth; the glass in the buildings reflected the sunlight onto pretty much anything shiny; the air was somewhere between clean or fresh and a sickening smell that I couldn't place. There was a light layer of dust from our crater on the road and a crowd was starting to gather - all of them, I noted, looked very well fed - even with twenty years of regular money District Twelve wasn't this rich or well fed or clean, there was still coal everywhere.

I got to my feet and picked Willow up again before glancing sideways at Aquila who happened to be standing next to me, she caught my glance and set off pushing people out of her way causing the crowd to part.

"Come on." I murmured to James and we followed her, I went first pushing people aside while James swore under his breath behind me. I tried to ignore him and focus on Aquila's swinging mass of brown hair but his voice was a little carrying. After a few minutes we came out in a main street that was full of pedestrians and - I was surprised to see - several cars. There were no Peacekeepers like I thought there would be and there was propaganda everywhere; all over the walls; the lampposts dotted at random intervals, it was like being in a smaller version of the Capitol where everybody wore normal clothing. Aquila checked to see if we were still behind her and ducked into an alleyway, James sped up slightly and dragged me after him, I glanced around to see a few people were staring at us strangely and smiled lightly before being jerked backwards into the ally. Aquila was waiting for us on the other side and was peeking out onto the street I took the moment to stop James and catch my breath again.

"How do you do so much exercise?" I asked and he laughed.

"Hogwarts, our school is a castle, its huge I get a workout walking from my dormitory to the Great Hall to have breakfast add in walking around for lessons, getting lost and running away from people, I do a lot of running."

"Are you two coming or what?" Aquila hissed and I glanced behind me to see that we were the only ones in the ally.

"Where are the others?"