District 4, Panem.
Running. Screaming. Crying. Sweating. I'm dead already. Bullets of sweat sting my eyes and mix in with my tears of anxiety. I start to go blind, and I feel gravity pulling me in. They have won. They have caught me. I'm dead. I feel one on top of me; putting my wirsts together, and cuffing them. They are so tight that I can feel them cutting off my circulation. Both men pull me, still blind, to thier ladder. One heists me up upon his shoulder and we go up. Up to hell. Ironic isn't it? Up. To hell. I just want to die now. And I probably will.
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An Avox Story
FanfictionFlorence Odair is caught for a crime, prostitution, and is turned into an Avox by the Capital. After rotting in her jail cell, she is considered to be an Avox servant for the Hunger Games Tributes. Later learning that her brother, Finnick, has been...
