A/N: Hey guys! Thanks for bothering to check out this story, it is very much appreciated! And so are reviews *hint hint*. Anyways,back to the story. For school, we had a project where we had to make an ABC book over anything, so obviously, being a geek, I chose the Hunger Games. I thought I'd share the new and polished version with you, and if you like it, I'll keep updating. And in order for me to know you like it, like I said earlier, REVIEW! Critique it, say what you liked, say what you didn't like, send me hate, send me love, I don't really care! Just review! ^0^ And here we go!
A is for Annie Cresta.
The scene circled over in her mind constantly, like a nightmare she could never escape from. It would start with the boy, Manos, running ahead of her to make sure the coast was clear while she sat behind watching silently. Then the terror would stun her at the sight of the axe snare just before- She couldn't bear to relive the image of his headless body once more. In her heart, she knew it was her fault he was dead; There had been enough time to warn him.
Annie, it's okay, it's just a dream. He isn't really dead.
She kept murmuring that unbelievable lie over to herself. Yet, what good could it have actually done? It didn't matter how much comforting she did, because in the end, even through the madness, she knew this was reality and that she was going to end up the same way within a few days.
Her mind channeled back to Finnick, wherever he was. What advice would he give her now? To simply keep on fighting through the misery? Hell, she couldn't even make out shapes of anything thanks to the impenetrable streams of tears, much less fight on. Then again, Finn wouldn't tell her to just sit there and wait for someone to kill her either. She knew in her heart that he cared more about her than that.
Yet, poor Annie was left oblivious to the fact that her Finnick, even now, was still fighting to bring her home alive. She didn't know that up in the control tower of the training center, he was making a deal with the devil to flood the arena. She could win if she had to out-swim the others, he thought to himself, plus she wouldn't need to be a murderer like I was. She had the potential to still be the same girl he'd fallen in love with years ago. To save his true love, Finnick Odair made a pact with that snake of a President that in return of Annie's survival, he would give his body to anyone who was willing to buy it.
Snow smirked as he watched the pieces to his fool-proof plan fit together perfectly.
