Note from the author:

I clearly do NOT have the story or publication rights to own "The Hunger Games". That truly belongs to Suzanne Collins. If I did, everything would be very much different. Just saying.

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The End

Flashback in Flashback

"And now, let the seventy-fourth Hunger Games begin!" fuchsia, unnatural-colored lips move, as the American voice of Effie Trinket booms across the stadium. All eyes turn towards her, every head moving in a swift, synchronized pattern, all of them full of yearning.

"Ladies first!" She says, and her gloved hand carefully descends into the clear glass bowl, shifting around lazily, as this has been done already eleven times. The whole District holds their breath. Finally, after what seems like two hours, a small, white piece of paper is revealed. Her delicate hands unfold it carefully. The District holds their breath again. Effie Trinket hesitates, and then reads it aloud:

"Primrose Everdeen!" She announces.

A small girl with blonde hair and startling blue eyes with a blue plain dress on, about twelve years old, walks confidently onto the stage. She is just about to reach it when-

"Prim! I volunteer! I volunteer for Prim!" A tall, teenage girl with black hair done up in a side-ways braid runs up to the stage. Everyone from Twelve is shocked, as replacements are only seen in either Districts One or Two, very rarely in other Districts.

Two Peacekeepers drag little Primrose back, and chuck her into the audience. A young, teenage boy with brown hair and brown eyes takes little Primrose and puts her on his back. Primrose bangs him with her tiny fists, yelling,

"Gale! Get off! Katniss! No! I won't let you take them, I won't!" The boy carries her into the crowd, and the scene is ended. The audience turns back to the stage, where Katniss Everdeen stands.

"And now, Peeta Mellark!"

End of FIF

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Katniss's POV (still flashback)

"Peeta, no!" I yell. I can see the blood even in the black of the night, my body shivering. I watch as Clove stabs her knife into Peeta's stomach for the tenth time. She smiles a devilish smile, and runs off into the dark of the night, howling with laughter. I sob, as I hear a cannon boom, and a red light flashes across the arena, with the symbol of District Twelve on it.

"Katni-" He begins. Then a last, soft, warm breath emerges out of his mouth, and his head drops down.

"No! No, no, no!" I yell, Mockingjays zooming past me, flapping their wings in the night.

End of Flashback

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