❝ never trust a survivor until you find out what they did to stay alive ❞ ―Kurt Vonnegut, Bluebeard [ the maze runner × the hunger games ] No one was ever happy in District 12. They were the poorest among the districts, had the unhappiest citizens, and never enough to eat. But when Rosalind Mellark's name was reaped, and she found herself facing her worst nightmare―playing in the Hunger Games―a rare spark of hope ignited not just among the people of her district, but throughout Panem. Little did she know that one day, a certain girl on fire would be the catalyst to the hope that Rosalind had sparked. DISCLAIMER: This story ties in with my tmr fanfic series (Count On Me) and includes many references to that, but it's okay if you don't want to read it :)