A/N: Yes, it's only a small prologue, but it's dramatic. My friend, Anoushka, is my Beta for this fanfiction. I want to say a huge thank you to her for helping me with this. 3
Katniss: Sam does not own The Hunger Games or any of the characters in it. She does, however, own the characters she made up.
Ah ^_^ thank you, Katniss.
They keep me in a silent embrace. None of us have anything to say. We are too frightened. Too worried. Their tears fall from their eyes onto me. They know what I am going through. They have been through it before. They hold me tight. I don't want to let them go, but I have to. My brother sits beside us, too upset to say or do anything. We are given the sign and time is up. They have to leave. My father stands first and my mother follows him, then my brother. They mutter words of "I love you" and "We love you". My mother whispers "stay alive" and my father shoots a glare at her. I reply the same back to them. There is sadness in their eyes. Anger in their eyes. A man comes in to take me out and he nods at my parents.
"Mr and Mrs Mellark, what a pleasant surprise." I can hear sarcasm and resentment hidden deep beneath his words.