ATHENA GREY, WAS FOURTEEN WHEN SHE WON HER GAMES..
'FOURTEEN? IS SHE DANGEROUS?'
EXTREMELY..SHE RAN INTO THE CORNUCOPIA AND TOOK OUT TEN TRIBUTES..ON HER OWN..
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dan·ger·ous
adjective
1. full of danger or risk; causing danger; peril...
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"THE 75TH HUNGER GAMES..."
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⎯STARING AT THE SCREEN WITH WIDE EYES, I watch in horror as the boy from District Two get ripped to shreds. The mutts tear and pull at his limbs making him scream out in agonizing pain. This had to be the worst thing I've ever seen in years. Grimacing as a cannon goes off, I shut my eyes not wanting to see the close up shot of his body, muttering small prayers for it to end. Feeling Haymitch tap my hand comforting, I open my eyes to see the camera focused on Katniss and Peeta. It never gets easier.
Standing in front of each other, they hold hands, a small pile of nightlock in their intertwined hands. What the hell are they doing? Lifting their hands up, they go to eat the berries, but Cesar Flickerman's panicked voice cuts them off. Opening my mouth in shock, Katniss and Peeta drop the berries on the ground, instantly pulling the other into a tight hug.
"What the actual fuck." I whispered, staring at the screen in awe.
"This is not good." Haymitch whispered back, chugging the last of his whiskey.
"Snow has got to be pissed." I whispered, as the screen cut out to show an aerial view.
"This isn't gonna end well, for any of us." He whispered, as the other Mentors stared at the screen in awe.
"I have a bad feeling that Snow is gonna do something." I whispered, as Avox handed me a glass of water.
"Why couldn't she just kill him. This is boring." Gloss groans at the T.V, as Katniss and Peeta continue to hug each other.
"Because she fucking loves him, Gloss! Not every Games has to be horrific and bloody." I argued, as Brutus chuckled at Gloss's shocked face.
"What an exciting end to this year's Hunger Games! I don't think that the Capital has been this excited about the games since Athena Grey's games!" Cesar said, making all eyes on me.
"That's right, Cesar! Let us highlight her games!" Claudius Templesmith said, as the screen displays my games.
Feeling all the color drain from my face, I stared at the screen in horror as short clips of me were on display for all of Panem to see. Videos of me waving at cameras with a big smile in different extravagant gowns. Videos of me dancing at Capitol parties. Pictures of me smiling at 'special guests' of mine. Before the dreaded clip of me and Ares's final battle began to play.
The camera pans out to the forest, large pine trees scattered around when the camera picks up the sight of a young girl. The young girl, no more than fourteen, can be seen running. Her clothes were drenched in blood and her hair was knotted and drenched head to toe with blood and dirt. Her name was Athena Grey, she had turned fourteen less than a day ago and was from District 10. That girl was me.
"Come back here you little shit!" A voice yells, making the girl whimper.
"Athena~" The voice calls out, as the girl hides behind a large tree.
