I sat down in the field. It was a day after I faked my death in the arena. Thankfully, my fiery exit had burned away my tracker. Well, after it fell out of my arm. I heard the rustle of grass and then I felt a cloth press against my nose. I then felt the air get knocked out of my lungs as something hit me in the gut. I breathed in the chloroform on the cloth and everything went dark.
When I awoke, I was attached to a machine. I tried to escape and then I felt something sharp cut deep into my cheek. I stopped trying to escape.
"Amazing. When I first started experimenting with serums to give my Peacekeepers extra abilities, I never thought that this would happen."
I looked around and I saw President Snow sitting nearby, staring at me intensely.
"Well, it seems that you've overcome my power inhibiting serum. How?"
I wanted to lie. But it was like I couldn't.
"Tracker Jacker venom. And the poisonous smoke"
"Ah... they drove it out of your system, didn't they?"
"Yes"
"Intriguing. Well. You cheated the system. And cheaters..." He snapped his fingers and unbelievable pain swept through me. It was unbearable. I felt knives enter my body from various places, sinking deeply into my skin. It was like my body was in acid
"... need to face the consequences"
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Alive
FanfictionBook 2 of my Hunger Games series. It takes place a few weeks after Jake's Hunger Games
