Authors Note: Hello! Well ive had this idea of a more darker Katniss and ive been trying ideas for a few weeks and since this is my fist fanfiction I think its pretty darn good. please read and review :3
Disclamer: I do not own the hunger games only my ideas,and some paper.
I wake up the third time that night breathing heavy, it's the same damn nightmare too, the shadow always coaxing me into this place he calls a "mindscape" and I cant get away from it! I sighed, I do not have time for this shit. I get up my bones popping as I do so. I make my way to the closet ,careful not to wake up Prim, and get my fathers hunting boots and jacket .As I walked towards the door Prim's cat Buttercup just so happened to make an appearance. I make a disgusted face as I kick him out of the way. " You should be glad I don't sell your worthless hide" I growled out. I decide I don't need my game bag as I sneak out the door to the abandoned streets of 12. As I walk towards the woods I pass the bakery, the same one that Prim always stars at. The same one with the boy who saved me all those years ago. I continue to the gates witch seem to be never electric from the amount of neglectance it was given. I crawled under the fence and walked to the "Hanging Tree" to get my fathers bow and arrows.
The rest of my night was frustrating to say the least. I mean for there to be no animals? In the woods? Really? I sighed it was Reaping day after all. And that this is Prims first time having a slip In the picking bowl. I wonder where Gale is its odd for him to not show up before the reaping. I made my way home with no food and my agrivated self. When I got home Prim ran to me hugging me tightly. "Katniss! Where were you I thought you ran away again!" "Prim I just went to the woods im just a little… tense is all." After we had breakfast Mother did our hair for us, Prims in a neat bun with some strands loose and mine in the braid only she can do. As she wished us luck I tucked in Prims ducktail. Again.
As I play out Effie Trinkets words in my head I hope the odds are in our favor.
If only I knew how wrong I was.
A/N: I hope you guys like it! Its more of a proluge than anything else. R&R and you guys will get some bread!