Chapter 2 - The beginning of the 'end'

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Katniss Everdeen POV:

How simple those first games were compared to the Quarter Quell  though. When I shot an arrow to destroy the arena...

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Flashback

Enemy. Enemy. The word is tugging at a recent memory. Pulling it into the present. The look on Haymitch's face. "Katniss, when you're in the arena..."  The scowl, the misgiving. "What?"  I hear my own voice tighten as I brittle at some unspoken accusation. "You just remember who the enemy is," Haymitch says. "That's all."

Haymitch's last words of advice to me. Why would I need reminding? I have always known who the enemy is. Who starves and tortures and kills us in the arena. Who will soon kill everyone I love.

My bow drops as his meaning registers. Yes, I know who the enemy is. And it's not Enobaria.

I finally see Beetee's knife with clear eyes. My shaking hands slide the wire from the hilt, wind it around the arrow just above the feathers, and secure it with a knot picked up in training.

I rise, turning to the force field, fully revealing myself but no longer caring. Only caring about where I should direct my tip, where Beetee would have driven the knife if he'd been able to choose. My bow tilts up at the wavering square, the flaw, the... what did he call it that day? The chink in the armour. I let the arrow fly, see it hit its mark and vanish, pulling the thread of gold behind it.

My hair stands on end and the lightning strikes the tree.

A flash of white runs up the wire, and for just a moment, the dome bursts into a dazzling blue light. I'm thrown backward to the ground, body useless, paralyzed, eyes frozen wide, as feathery bits of matter rain down on me. I can't reach Peeta. I can't even reach my pearl. My eyes strain to capture one last image of beauty to take with me.

Right before the explosions begin, I find a star.

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fter that I thought I had finally escaped the games and might be able to go and live a relatively quite life. But then I was taken in by the rebellion to be their mockingjay.

A/N:

Woo two updates in like 1 week. I'm impressed with myself 🙃. Its a MIRACLE. And yes that does have to be bold underlined capitalised and in italics. Bye. Please comment. Dont be a ghost. Feel free to vote.

Em xxx

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