A/N

So, I already have written this. The first thirteen chapters are done and ready to go. I'm continuing the POV from Instagram onto here.

I DO NOT OWN THE HUNGER GAMES OR ANY OF IT'S CHARACTERS!

(Clove's POV)

I wake up with a huge headache. I sit up, but the pain in my head is too great and I'm forced to lay back down. A man dressed in white is standing next to my bed writing something in a clipboard.

"Where am I?" I ask.

The doctor does not answer me. Just then, my mentor, Enobaria walks in. When she sees me, she sighs. "Oh good she's awake."

"Enobaria, where am I?" I ask again.

"Your in the Capitol. You died in the games, but the Capitol brought you back to life," she explained.

This made no sense. "So the Capitol brings all tributes back to life?" I ask weakly.

"Only the ones who seem too promising and strong to be forgotten," Enobaria says.

I smile, glad to be considered promising and strong. Enobaria frowns. "Don't be happy, Clove. You still lost the games. But what really pisses me off is that you lost the games to a fricken rock!" she screams.

The doctor speaks now. "She just woke up, Enobaria. Can you please yell at her some other time?" Enobaria sighs again. Walking out of the room, she mumbles, "The best tribute I ever had lost to a damn rock."

Ignoring her, I ask the doctor, "So why did you bring me back to life?"

"We want you in the rebellion," he answers.