21 parts Complete Eighteen-year-old Nixie Marlow never wanted glory. Reaped from District Four and thrown into a brutal arena sculpted for collapse, she quickly learns the Games are less about strength and more about what you're willing to lose. With blood on her hands, grief carved into her bones, and only a wooden bird to remember the fallen by, Nixie must decide who she becomes when survival demands more than mercy. As the arena turns to ice and the body count rises, even her mentor, Finnick Odair, may not be able to pull her back from the edge.
*This is a FinnickxOC fic. It is not edited*
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