5 AM

Awoken from pounding, she curiously opens the door to see who's outside. The girl discovers a hooded man with a crooked smile. The man snatches the teenager and brings her to the capitol. This is her story...

Girl's POV Chapter 1

I'm in a dark room. I can sense that it's small, and a feeling of clastrophobia engulfs me. The walls seem to creeping closer and closer, trapping me in this mysterious place. Taking in a deep breath, and slightly hyperventalating, I somehow manage to quickly regain a somewhat sane state of mind and attempt to discover what had happened.

The last thing that I remember is sitting at home, awaiting the arrival of my foster parents. Tired and hungry, I layed on the plushy pink sofa, and took a nap. Something then woke me up, a banging of some sort, but I passed out and don't know anything more.

Steps, floorboards creaking, and the sound of footsteps swiftly traveling through the room. Squinting I can vaguely make out the figure of a man, a cloak covering his face. Standing in front of my restrained body, he taps a light temporarly blinding me, long enough for him to get the job done.

Regaining my vision I feel lost, no longer do I know who I am. No recolection of anything, memories, thoughts, just a blank void of emptyness, somehow clouding my brain, everything draws a blank and I'm left unaware.

The door creeks opens, a man with a snowy white beard, and a stern face walks through the threshold a package enclosed in his old, wrinkly hands. The questioning look on my pale face, seems to excite him. Something's wrong here. The face I know from somewhere, a warning alert signals through my head, but with no evidence the man is in fact a threat I give him my undivided attention.

"Who are you," the way he asks the question makes me feel as though it's a test. Though as he is expecting an answer, I tell him the truth, that I don't know, and magically a haunting, sly grin creeps onto his face. Concernednai begin to analize the man in front of me once more, only to shrug off the errie feeling, not wanting to waste my energy overthinking something so simple.

After asking a few more questions, all of which I cannot answer, he seems satisfied, giving me the package, and leaving me alone once again. Tossing the box around in my hands for a few minutes, I decide I'm being idiotic and open the box spreading the contents on my lap.

A map, a picture, a knife, and an envelope, diplayed in front of me. My numb fingers reach out for the envelope, opening it careful not to rip the paper inclosed.

The writting is mostly scribbled out but I somehow manage to decifer it. Quickly skimming down the page, I notice there's a number next to it the word trader.

Giving any other child this paper, a number of questions would have been asked, but know what to do. Though having no evidence of my life, I feel like as though I am a fighter. The blood of my victum will taste sweet with my victory. I imagine a my new knife in one hand, blood gushing from the open cut, my victum paralized with fear as well as pain, tears flying as they beg for mercy. Stabbing the heart, a victorious feeling of power and being feared overcomes me, a wicked gleam sparkling in my eyes, and smile brightining my pale face.

Picking up the picture, I smile even more. Examing the boys features, cocky grin, chisled body, perfect. This boy is most likely going to be too concerned with his looks, than thinking of the small girl that is awaiting to kill him.

The map displays the boys (4712) every move making him even easier to track down. It also has a blue dot giving my current location. A sly grin appears on my face when a I look down and find that irontically 4712 is in the building with me.

Grasping the blade, and shoving the rest of the items in my pocket, I stand up and walk through the door, hungry for my first kill.

A/N So this is my new 'creppy story'. During the story your not only going to read about this girl, but your trying to idenify her, since nobody else knows who the main character actually is. I will tell you all right now, IT IS NOT KATNISS! That would be too obvious. PM me if you have a guess, if your right I will tell you. Please review:D Thnx!