It hit me. My son was going into the games. I let out a blood curling scream.
My name is Annie Odair, my husband is Finnick Odair, he survived from the rebillion. We have a son, Finn, who is 18 and is going into the hunger games.
The capitol came back and the victors children will have to go in. With the parents to mentor.
Finnicks face was deathly pale and he glared at the television. Finn stood there, shocked.
"For the tributes, there arnt as many but here they are" said Ceaser.
"From district 2,victor Enobarias daughter, Eno, 18"
"From district 4, Finn, 18, son of two victors. Annie Cresta and Finnick Odair."
"From district 7, Johannah Masons daughter, Jo, 17, hmm, i wonder if shes like her mother, a tad scary"
"And lastly from district 12, our Mockingjay, and Peeta mellarks son and daughter, Primmy,18 and Gale,18,that will be all. The train will be there in two hours. Get prepared." Ceaser then disappears.
"I might have to kill my best friends. I won't mind Eno but Jo and Primmy and Gale! These games won't last a day!" Finn screamed.
"They are just doing to games to torture us, and it's working. I'm going to call Johannah and Katniss and Peeta" I announce.
"Johannah" I ask after she picks up.
"My child is going into the GAMES" She cried.
"I'm so sorry Jo, good luck" I whisper the ending. I then call Katniss.
"ANNIE, THEY ARE GOING TO KILL EACHOTHER, OH MY GOD, I SHOULD HAVE BEEN A BETTER FREAKIN MOCKINGJAY" She screams and hangs up. That went well.
"Are you packed" Finnick asks Finn. He nods.
"Lets go" we walk to the station and board the train. I am deathly pale and shaking. Finnick pulls me into a hug as I sob into his chest.
"Mom, It will be okay" Finn whispers. But it won't. The games are back, worse then ever this time.