3-23-12
A/N: Hi everyone :) This is a short oneshot I wrote about Prim's nightmare that she has at the beginning of The Hunger Games book. It is written from Prim's point of view. If you are following my other story Wizard Protection Program, I apologize for the delay in updating but just know that I am working on it and will post the next chapter as soon as possible.
"May the odds be ever in your favor!"
I watch with sickening dread as Effie Trinket crosses over to the glass ball with the girls' names. I hold my breath as she reaches her hand in and draws out a slip of paper.
"Katniss Everdeen!"
No. No. No! I see my sister as she bravely walks up to the podium. I want to run to her, to tell her not to go, but my legs are frozen to the ground. I can only watch helplessly as the Peacekeepers take my sister away. I blink. Why is my mother being taken as well? I want to scream for my sister, for my mother, for my family, but my throat constricts and refuses to make a sound. I fall to my knees, sobbing silent tears. I see my sister and my mother boarding the train due course for the Capitol. I see the train leave. They never look my way. The world swirls around me, my vision obstructed by thick mist.
I am at home with Buttercup curled up on my lap. I look down at him in shock. He is nothing but skin and bones. I look at myself and realize that I am no better off than him. I rise from the sofa, wanting to find some food for us. My legs are so weak from starvation, that it is all I can do to hold myself up on shaky legs. I check the cupboards for food. Nothing. I panic and collapse onto the sofa, unable to hold myself up any longer. The TV abruptly turns on. My eyes widen as the screen flickers between two horrifying images. I see my sister pinned to a tree by an arrow pierced straight through her heart, blood seeping through her shirt. I get chills as I recognize the arrow to be one made by our father. The image changes and I see my mother spread eagle on the ground, lifeless. There is no blood this time, only her blank eyes that seem to look straight past the camera and into my soul.
The TV flickers off and I look down at Buttercup. My heart falls into my stomach. My precious cat is lying in my lap, dead from starvation. I weep. I weep until I have no tears left inside of me. Scooping the limp body of Buttercup up in my arms, I stand up and make my way outside, to bury my beloved pet. I freeze in my tracks. My darling goat, Lady, is lying motionless on the ground, her head inches away from her empty food dish. I hug Buttercup's body close to my chest and run over to Lady, ignoring my body's protests of pain. I kneel down and stroke both my pets' fur. I have no one left. Everyone I ever loved is dead. I feel lost. I lie down next to the deceased animals and rest my head on the dirt. I begin to cry once more. I am alone.
Thanks for reading! Please review to let me know what you thought of it. Since it's a oneshot, it doesn't make much sense for you to put it on story alert, so the only way I know if people are reading this is if you review. Thanks again! DFTBA :)
