*This is my first fan fiction so be nice*
*Chapter 1*
A familiar whistle rang through the air as I quickly turned my head around. It was my good friend from the arena, Rue. " Rue! What- Who- How-" I spit out all at once. " Katniss, Calm Down. An elderly man, he said his name was Beetee, brought
everybody back! Isn't that wonderful!" Rue replied. I thought about Cato, Marvel, Glimmer, Foxface, Clove, and Thresh. Not to mention the 13 or so other tributes that died in the first Hunger Games. "Is it EVERYBODY or is it just the tributes from our Hunger Games?"
I asked curiously. " Its all the tributes from ours and some other people I don't know but I think that they are victors, my family doesn't have such a big TV to watch the Hunger Games every year, but I could be wrong. All different ages, too," replied Rue. " Come on,
let's go see Peeta!" I said. Rue agreed so we started off from the edge of the woods toward the Victor's Village. During the rebellion, everybody thought that the Capitol had completely bombed The Hob, where I live. But what nobody knew is that Beetee could rewind time and
make it so that The Hob wouldn't be bombed. He made it so and Peeta and I currently live together in the Victor's Village with my daughter Rosalee and my son Jacob (Everybody calls him Jake). When we got back, Rue was fully informed about Peeta and I but that's pretty
much it. "Hey everyone! Peeta, we have a visitor," I called out happily when I arrived at our house. "Who?" I heard Peeta call out. He was probably either busy baking some elaborate cake for his shop or a painting. " A very surprising one," I called back. Sure enough, he
emerged from the kitchen with a bowl of batter in his arms but when he saw Rue his mouth literally dropped open as he froze and dropped the bowl. Rue got a good laugh at his frozen face and I had to go over to him and shake him awake in order for him to respond. As soon
as Peeta was able to move again, words started POURING out of his mouth as Jake and Rosalee finally rushed in to greet me. "Who's this?" Jake asked curiously. "An old friend who I lost in the first games where I met your father," I replied. And then, of ALL POSSIBLE TIMES,
Beetee walked in with a TON of other tributes and old friends that all had died. I saw the tributes from both Hunger Games file into our house. "Its a good thing Peeta convinced me to let us have a huge living room because a small crowd was forming," I thought to myself as
more people came in. "Katniss, Rue probably explained the situation that I wonderfully created!" Beetee exclaimed cheerfully, proud of his work. Then I really started to really recognize the tributes. Cato still had the sinister look in his eyes that I had seen that day on top of
the cornucopia as he was fed to the mutts. Marvel, still as evil as ever, still stood there, knowing that I was the reason that he hadn't won, although I doubt he would've anyway. Clove had her black hair pulled back and she actually didn't remind me of that girl Thresh killed
and that girl who tried to chop me up into a million pieces. Thresh was there too, standing tall and silent. I saw Glimmer looking at me along with the still-sneaky-eyed Foxface. I saw Blight, Wiress, Boggs, Bonnie and Twill, Chaff, Gloss, Cashmere, Brutus, Woof, Cecelia, Darius,
Lavinia, Enobaria, Homes, Mags, Madge, basically everyone I know who has died. Then I see them making their way through the crowd... Prim and Finnick and...I don't dare believe my eyes...I must be going crazy again...I see my father.