The Virus
A/N: Ok new hunger games fanfic don't know if people are going to like it so this is like a story trailer. I don't know either way enjoy and R&R (for those of you who don't know that means read and review and please do both criticism is welcome along with anything else) thanks!
Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN THE HUNGER GAMES OR IT'S CHARACTERS!
It all started with just a few deaths in district one. No one was concerned, that is until it started happening in district two then three, and four until all districts except for one were infected. People all over panem were panicking. No one knew the cause of the sickness or worse, how to stop it. I'm Katniss Everdeen. I live in district 12, The only safe district left. We are the only district that has not yet been infected. The Capitol is trying to control this outbreak by not letting anyone in district 12. It sounds great right because we won't get the infection. That also means that we cannot get food, wood, clothing or tools that we would normally get from the other districts. So now we are slowly starving to death.
My writing in my journal is interrupted by a scream coming from the living room. I race down the hall to see what caused the commotion. As i enter the living room i see a man, most likely from the seam on the ground twitching. His body is a ghostly shade of white with many angry red welts scattered across it. The man is wheezing terribly coughing up blood and a blueish purple thick liquid. This continues on for about two more minutes the woman screaming I assume is his wife who is now on the floor sobbing in a ball rocking herself back and forth as she watches her husband, the love of her life in agony. I've always had a low tolerance for watching someone in pain, so I scream for my mother to do something. She stands there with a worn book and a pen writing vigorously only glancing up occasionally to study the patient. All of a sudden the man lets out what i could only describe as a death scream, and then I hear a very subtle pop. The man lets out another shuttering breath before another pop is heard. The man's eyes open impossibly wide and he starts to thrash wildly like a fish out of water.
The woman screams"do something! you must save him!" And my mother just stands there with a solemn expression on her face. She finally moves to her makeshift medicine cabinet and I let out a sigh of relief she is going to save him. My mother returns with a small syringe with an indigo colored liquid. I remember that specific color from somewhere but where?
*Flashback* "not these Katniss, never these. These are nightlock. You'll be dead before they reach your stomach." my father explained to me, so i dropped the pretty indigo colored berries and continued on with my father. *End of flashback*
My eyes widened . I knew what she was about to do. I stayed quiet not wanting to upset the mans wife. My mother inserted the needle into his stomach, she then pushed down on the plunger and the nightlock juice entered his system. Suddenly the man went still unmoving, not breathing. He was dead.
The woman seemed to understand what happened. She crumpled next to her loved ones body and sobbed. I heard a small choke. My twelve year old sister was standing next to me with tears falling down her face. I didn't even know she was watching, I should've known she was the next doctor in the family anyway. Not wanting her to see the rest of this ordeal my mother shooed her out of the room.
My mother told me to take the woman back to her house and calm her down. So I ushered the shaking crying mess out of our living room and to her small run down house.
She sat down mumbling incoherently. I decided to make a cup of tea to calm her down. Looking in the small makeshift kitchen I found a place to boil water. While waiting for the water to be hot enough I mixed mint leaves and chamomile leaves and put them in a tea ball. I dipped the tea ball into the cup, in which i poured the boiling water.
I set the cup in front of the lady. She finally calmed down enough to speak so I decided to ask her some questions.
"What was his name" I asked quietly
"William, William Mawden." she answered just as softly
"Do you know what happened to him?" I inquired
"Not for sure but I have a pretty good idea" her eyes were filled with dread and fear. "I... I think he had the virus"
I immediately ask her for the full story of what has happened knowing it may be useful information for my mother. Even if he didn't have the virus the back story must be important.
"It started a little over a week ago maybe 9 days. William had seen this large mockingjay behind our house, its wing was twisted badly and we could see the creature was in pain but we knew we couldn't fix it."
She sounded to me if she was trying to defend something terrible her husband had done.
"We were so hungry we haven't eaten anything but stale bread with some old cheese, so william took a knife and stabbed the poor creature killing it quick so it wouldnt be in pain. That night william fried it up nicely adding some herbs to it for a better taste. But when the poor creature was set in front of me I couldn't eat it." Tears sparkled in her eyes. "It was so weak, so helpless and we took away its right to live, and it made me feel sick with guilt. I went to bed early no longer with an appetite assuming William would eat my part to then join me in bed. The next morning William had a terrible cough. He blamed it on working in the mines for years but this cough sounded different not the usual hacking sound I had gotten used to over the years. The next day came the hives. Ugly huge puss filled hives erupted all over his body. The welts followed soon after angry red lines decorated his already hurt body. The last thing was the hallucinations. Screaming and clawing at invisible enemies. He even became so violent I had to have the boys from his mining group tie him up and bring him to your mother." She finished with tears leaking quickly from her eyes.
I got up knowing I needed to get this information to my mother fast. I ran all the way home and slammed open my door. Mom and Prim were staring intently at the television set. My mothers eyes were glazed over and unfocused while Prims held such a look of fright, but now I could understand why. The reporter said the words no one in district 12 wanted to here.
"... the virus has now spread to District 12. It seems no one is safe anymore."
I heard several screams coming from the houses around ours. That's when all hell broke loose.
Ok so thats the first chapter let me know if I should continue or not Thanks for reading and any of the writing that is like this means it is a thought or flashback. R&R please Thanks bye guys!