Does everyone remember when all the victors voted to have a final hunger games using capital children? Well this is a story in the perspective of a capital child that has every reason to hate Katniss Everdeen that is sent into the games. Please enjoy!

I'm sitting in my home on the couch, watching a televised bombing of District Eight. I'm watching the bombs rain down destroying the enemy, the rebels that are trying to destroy the peace in our nation. President Snow appears on the television screen, congratulating the capital soldiers on the successful bombing of the main rebel bases in eight. I smile with pride. My grandfather, President of Panem, and my father, head of the president's army. He is in eight right now, in hovercraft zero nine three. Suddenly another flight appears in the sky.

"Mum look, it's dad's hover craft! He's in the point plane!" I say to my mother, who is watching her show one of our other TVs. She runs in, wearing her favorite designer jeans with her one should top and neon pink streaks in her hair. That is her only extravagant feature. She does not have any tattoos or skin dyes. In Capital standards, she is quit plain, but I think she's beautiful.

" Why, yes it is," she says with a smile

I'm so proud of my father. He is out there in the war, fighting the rebels, fighting to save Panem. I love him so much.

I leave the room to grab a snack from our kitchen but a cry from my mother brings me right back in the living room just in time to see my fathers plane get shot down in a burst of flame. "Dad!" I scream. I run over to the TV and put my hands on the glass. My father's hover craft crashes into a blue warehouse, which also bursts into flames. My mother is staring at the TV in shock, as if she's not really grasping what happened.

" What? How…" She whispers

The camera locks on someone standing on the warehouse across from the one that my father's hover plane crashed into. There are three people on the roof, but the hovercraft's camera is to far away to make out who they are.

Suddenly the camera zooms in to the people on the warehouse. There's Paylor, past victor and mayor of Eight, and… Gale Hawthorn! One of the leading rebels from Thirteen! And the last figure… Katniss Everdeen! The Mocking jay is in Eight! I can't really make out what she's doing. She's lifting some long, slender object in her arms and is pointing it at the hovercraft that is filming at the moment. She makes an odd pulling motion with her arms and something flies out of the object. It's coming closer and closer to the screen and it's about a meter away from the plane. The last thing I see on the TV is an arrow before it hits the hovercraft and the screen goes static. I gasp as I realize that that was how my father's hover craft was crashed. The Mocking jay, Katniss Everdeen… she just killed my father.