Possibly the Worst Fanfiction Ever
I wake up panting and sweating like a pig. Its just a dream, Katniss, go back to bed, I tell myself this every single night. Why, you ask? Well let's get started.
I'm in the hob selling deer meat when suddenly a man with blonde hair walks in. I recognize him from the back as none other than Finnick Odair. He doesn't seem to notice me, though. I'm thrilled to see him because he supposedly died earlier. I tap on his shoulder to say hello, but when he turns around I am not looking at the man that just walked in, but at a dark haired and muscular man. " What Do You Want?" he asks me. I am at a loss for words, so I just say what pops into my head, "What's Your Name?" I ask him. "Four" he says. I couldn't imagine a parent giving a child a name like that, so I assume it is a nickname. "Oh," is all that I say. "so you are that one who won the games, right?" he asks me.
"Yep, that's me," I say.
"Well I know how you won." He says. I expect him to go into an explanation of how the sponsors set me up for victory, but I could not be more wrong.
"that tracker… the one that they injected in you, well it was all a simulation. All of the games-everything. It was all fake." I couldn't believe what I was hearing. " All that I did to get here, it was all just a dream?" I ask him.
"Not a dream, but a test. Our government wants to know who you truly are, and you are very selfless at sometimes, but at other times very selfish. You also showed many signs of smarts and bravery-Katniss, you are Divergent.
I had to get out of there-it was all just so overwhelming. To get relief from the confusion of today, I decided to go to Haymitch's house for a drink.
"Everything okay there sweetheart?" Haymitch asks me as I walk in. I tell him about all that has happened. About Four and my Divergence. "I'm just so confused!" I tell him when I am finished. "I'm not, not at all," he responds, and leans in to kiss me.