AN: Thanks for checking out my story! It is my first one so please no flamers, but criticism is appreciated. This story is co-written by Wisegirl6 so check her out too.
Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN THE HUNGER GAMES ( I wish I did)
Note: this story takes place in the first chapter of Mockingjay 2012
Chapter 1
I looked around the barren landscape. There wasn't very much left of district 12, just some smoldering ruins. A chill ran down my spine as I realized how much my home resembled the charred buildings in district 13. I headed to the only buildings still standing, the Victors Village. I ran into my house.
Everything here is blissfully unchanged. I open my bag and began to fill it with things my mother and Prim didn't have time to grab, my parents wedding photo, my fathers hunting jacket, a spare archery set, some of my moms precious jewelry, and a few changes of clothes for myself. I walk up to my bedroom and sit down on my bed. That's when I see it, a white rose sitting on my windowsill. I cautiously picked it up to sniff it. It was fresh, that much was clear. I breathed in the sickeningly sweet scent.
The rose dropped to the floor. Snow. He had been here, he had left that rose.
I leapt from the bed and tore down the stairs. I was just at my door when I felt a pain in my leg and everything went black.
When I opened my eyes I was in an unfamiliar room. It was a prison cell, small and dark with only a bunk bed and a small stool.
I sat up, noticing a figure sitting in the far corner. The figure was big and bulky with messy blonde hair. I saw a flash of silver and I squinted to see. Was it a metal cuff? Was it a weapon that he was going to use on me? I squinted harder and drew back in shock. It wasn't a cuff or a weapon, it was a metal leg.
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