A/N Hey everyone! This idea just popped into my head today, so I thought I'd roll with it!

MOCKINGJAY SPOILER WARNING: This is taking part when Katniss is about to kill Snow, but I added a few twists. In this story, Prim is still alive, and Snow is spilling some interesting information that could change everything!

I'm also looking for a Beta to help me with this. Just someone to pre-read everything before I post, and to help me with ideas. I tend to get writers block easily. So please PM me if you're interested in helping! :)

Disclaimer: I do not own Suzanne Collins, or any of the characters in her book. Just fun with my imagination!

Prologue

My name is Katniss Everdeen. I am seventeen years old. My home is District 12. There is no District 12. I brought down the Capitol. President Snow hates me. I will kill him.

" Katniss, I thought we promised not to lie to each other?"

The stench of roses sting my lungs as I inhale a deep breath. He's captured. Finally he is captured, but what is this feeling that is pulling on me? Pulling me down. Making me question all of my previous plans.

President Snow hates me. I will kill him. I repeat for reassurance, but it's useless. The pulling continues.

" Katniss..." I fight the voice that is almost too far away to hear.

The crowd cheers, but my eyes stay squeezed shut. Everyone is watching Snow being shackled onto a post in the center of the District 13 square, waiting execution. By me. More cheers rip through the crowd, but that voice lingers in my head. Back and forth. A fight between what I should do and shouldn't do echoes in my head, pulling me in two. I give in.

" Wait!" All eyes shoot to me as my scream propels through the crowd.

I walk towards Snow, ignoring all questions from people I pass. Haymitch yells through the ear piece, Peeta tries to block my path, Gale is handing me my bow and arrow, but I pay attention to none.

I'm standing in front of President Snow now. His snake eyes flicker with amusement, but also seriousness. I hate him. There's no questioning this part.

" So, you're interested in what I have to say, Miss Everdeen?" His thick lips stretch out into a smirk.

" Lie to me and I will kill you." I snarl.

" Oh Katniss, I would never lie to you. Everything I told you earlier was true. Are you sure you would like everyone to know?"

I feel anger boil up inside of me. " Witnesses would be nice." I say through clenched teeth.

" Well, where to start? You haven't won my dear rebels. There are other people. People, who long ago helped create the Capitol. And they aren't very happy-" He chuckles and blood gurgles in this throat.

" There's more than just your country of Panem. The few people I was mentioning escaped after the Dark Days. I've had contact with a couple concerning the rebellion, and they told me something. They told me that if the Capitol was ever brought down, that they would be back. Back to kill you, Katniss. Well, after killing everyone that gets in their way of course."

President Snow is a liar. He lives to make me miserable. I hate him. He hates me. But why do I believe him?

Before I can reply a hand grabs my arm." Katniss!"

" Oh look, Lover Boy comes to the rescue. You aren't here to call me a liar, are you?" He stares coldly at Peeta, before setting his gaze back at me.

" Katniss, don't believe him! He's making everything up!" I jerk my arm out of his grasp.

The fight in my head continues. What if he's telling the truth? Everyone could be in danger.

" Say if I believed you. What could I do about it?" Peeta is yelling at me to kill him, but I just can't.

" You don't kill me."

The crowd explodes with disapproving yells, both at Snow and at me.

My heart beats faster." What benefits could ever come from that?"

The crowd settles down when he speaks. " I could help."

" Katniss! Snap out of it!" Haymitch is now out of my ear and is standing on the other side of me.

" Shut up, Haymitch!" I snap at him.

President Snow wants to help? Help me?

" Why?" I take a step closer to him. I'm numb to the smell of roses and blood now.

" I'm not too fond of these individuals. They've caused us problems in the past, but it was unclear how they could be dealt with. Until now."

His eyes spoke of the truth. These people must already be on their way.

" Okay." I whispered.

My name is Katniss Everdeen. I am seventeen years old. My home is District 12. There is no District 12. People beyond Panem are out to kill me. I just let President Snow free.