The Mockingjay's Sacrifice {4th Quarter-Quell, Hunger Games Fan-Fic}

The Hunger Games and love aren't two things you'd usually put next to eachother in a sentence, right?

Well, that's what I thought, until I was reaped for the 100th Hunger Games and was stuck in an arena with someone who I couldn't help but fall for.

You see, getting reaped was never something I considered, quite honestly. I'd never thought about what I'd do in an arena with twenty-three individuals, who were mostly bigger and stronger than me, having to fight to the death.

In all the years that I'd watched the Hunger Games, it had never dawned on me that it could be me in there, battling for my life. It could be me trying to survive another day, a day that meant I could see my family again.

Who I was didn't make it easy to avoid the Games, though.

My mother is Katniss Everdeen. My father is Peeta Mellark. And, unfortunately, I turned seventeen on the Fourth Quarter-Quell. The Quarter-Quell where the only tributes are those of the Victor's children.

How the heck am I going to get through this when I have to kill the guy I love?