A story of a district 6 boy who was kid in the hunger games but revived as a capital muttation. He realizes he then must escape or become a puppet of the Capital.

prologue

I am falling. The world around me is nothing but black. I feel as free as a bird but as caged as pet. I hear my sister's screams, my mother's mourning, and my best friend's sorrow. I want to get back to them but I am always out of reach. Then suddenly I am looking at myself collapsed on the floor. No, this can't be me! I'm right here. I want to yell but the sound sticks in my throat. Then I notice the blade in my copies heart and the gathering pool of blood around his limp body . I feel a searing pain that can only be one of a fatal wound. As it lies on the ground I realize this is not a copy, but me only 5 minutes before. A shiver goes down my spine and I know I am dead. But I feel alive, or a least in a mental consciousness. I don't know if I am truly dead and in a limbo or I'm in a suspension. One thing I know though is that everyone thinks I'm gone. And right now there is no changing that. Suddenly there was a flash of white light and I was in an operating room walled in with sleek white walls. No dents no crevices just a flat surface. One thing for sure is that no lock pick could get me out of here.

You like it? It was short, I know but I'll start making full chapters soon.