This is a bit of a strange story, with no plot continuity at all, but I was bored, and there's only one thing to do when I'm bored... Write silly fanfictions! Bit of a short chapter, but the rest will be longer. This one's Kate.
Henri looks at me sternly, "Katniss, if you die out there, I'm going to kill you!" He means it as a joke, but the twinkle doesn't quite reach his eyes as it normally does. Especially nowadays, he tries to keep up a light mood. This era is particularly hard, we're in completely different families, there's not really any reasonable excuse to communicate. Except now. I'm in the Hunger Games. Henri is supposed to have won it before, but of course he hasn't, he's too peaceful for that. It's just typical for him to give himself the one life in District 12 that would give him luxury, and leave me to be a peasant. That's Henri for you. I guess I should be calling him Haymitch now, but Henri has always been the one that stuck. That was when it all started. When I realized I could make people immortal. It's such a rare legacy, not even Pittacus had it. My deepest regret (apart from becoming a girl, which somehow didn't happen to Henri) through all these adventures is that I didn't know about that before Sarah died. And Sam died. And Six died. And Nine died. All my friends who died. Heck, even keeping Five alive would've been good! It's hard to be immortal, you have to watch so many come and go. There was Harry and Ron- Henri was an awesome old man, I still have no idea how he came up with the name Dumbledore-, there was Thomas and the Gladers, which is a time I don't miss so much, Theresa was a crazy person to be. Then there was the faction system and all those problems. I thought people were meant to learn from their mistakes, and that was only a tiny fraction of the lives I've lived. In most of them I was famous, which is a bit difficult when you don't age, but a few drops of modified polyjuice potion and some memory charms usually does the trick. Hogwarts was a really useful school. I went through the years three times, I enjoyed it that much. By the third I was suspiciously good, so Henri made us move on. Spoilsport. So you see, I'm not actually worried about the Hunger Games, it can't be worse than the Selection, that was torture. Henri really didn't like that. He strongly disagrees with all of my boyfriends, Loric are supposed to fall in love for life. Whatever. And honestly, Gale is so funny and clever, and though we're not going out yet, we probably will be soon. I wonder what that Peeta's like, I've never really spoke with him before. Now I have to live with him. Then I have to kill him. I hope he's not a nice guy.