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I own nothing. Suzanne Collins owns everything but the plotline.
Prologue
5 Years Earlier
"What are we going to do now?" asked Gregor. "About Virginia?"
"I don't know. We'll work it out," said his dad.
"I don't want to go to Virginia," said Lizzie, and they all looked at her in surprise.
"But you said you did, Lizzie," said their mom. "You were the first one packing when I mentioned it."
"I don't want to go anymore. This is our home. I don't want to run away," said Lizzie. "Ripred says if you run from things that scare you they just chase you."
"What about you, Gregor?" asked his dad.
Gregor tried to imagine living in Virginia. Tried to imagine staying here. "It doesn't matter. I don't care where we live," he said. It would be awful wherever he was. He pulled his jacket off of the hook by the door. "I'm going for a walk."
He hadn't had a destination in mind when he'd left, but in a few blocks he knew where he wanted to go. He checked his pocket. Thirty-five bucks. That would be plenty. He hopped on the subway and headed to the Cloisters. He had to see the stone knight who had gotten him through these last weeks.
A/N:
Hey guys, let me know if this story sounds like it has any promise. I've been holding onto it for a while and don't know what others think about it.
Thanks,
HAA5O
