Hi guys! This is my first fanfic, so I hope you all like it. Reviews are dearly welcomed, along with constructive criticism.
Please take some time to mail me some things I should include in the Games, such as muttations, special scenes, flora, fauna, etc.
This is just a taste of what is coming next.
Prelude
A young girl kneels beside a boy, a boy lying on the soft snow, eyes closed, who couldn't be much older than she is. His blood stains the crisp white floor, as the girl's screams rip from her throat, echoing through the woods. Her hands stack upon another as she places them on his chest. She presses down once, twice, three times. She stops to wipe the tears streaming down her face, smearing the dirt and the blood. Is it her blood? Is it his? She doesn't remember. She only remembers the spear piercing the boy's stomach. She leans over and listens for his breath.
"No no no, please breathe! Please come back!" She pleads. She repeats the action with her hands. Once, twice, three times. She listens again.
"Please, come back!" Something gut-wrenching inside her stomach threatens to rip through her throat. She covers her face with her bloody hands. She just wants to go home.
A blonde girl stumbles through the trees. She is tired from the constant running, but not tired enough – she fixes her eyes on the dead young boy, and then the young girl. She processes them both in her mind for a moment, and then a smirk spreads across her complexion. She begins, running, running towards the young girl.
The young girl looks up. She sees the devilish expression on the blonde girl's face, plastered on like a mask. She has no fear running through her veins. She takes one look from the boy, and then one look at the clear blue sky, and silently whispers goodbye. By now, the blonde girl was closing in, she could almost touch her.
The young girl raises her head as the blonde girl brings down her axe.