Hi guys!
So, here is the sequel to More Than Just A Piece In Their Game ( s/8482254/1/More-Than-Just-A-Piece-In-Their-Game) my first story. As sequels tend to do, this story picks up where the last one left off; though if you didn't read the last one and you don't really feel like reading it now, don't sweat it! You can pick up here and probably understand what's going on. Still, if you want to check out the first story, the link is above. Basically, this story takes place about 16 years after the last story, so the Katniss/Peeta generation are in their 30s, while the next generation is in their teens. As always, sorry for typos, grammar errors, and any errors in general. Reviews are always welcome, even encouraged, and I'll try and post the next chapter as soon as I can. And now...the PROLOGUE!
Disclaimer: I do not own any content, characters, or anything else belonging to the Hunger Games. That all belongs to Suzanne Collins.
Lily walked through the white halls effortlessly, knowing every nook and cranny chiseled into the wall. She felt a sense of familiarity here, even though she'd never actually been to this place. It was a dream Lily knew, and yet she couldn't help but be curious as to where it would lead her this time. All of her dreams had always started off the same, in this bright white hall that lead to anywhere. The question was, where would they lead tonight?
She passed a couple of closed doors, ignoring them as she continued to walk. One room, she saw, was set up almost like a hospital, full of white linens and beeping machines. Lily hurried past that door. The next room was even more peculiar than the first. It was completely white, with a single red rose on the floor, and a note attached to it. Lily's mind itched to read the note, but her feet continued to walk, and she knew she had not yet reached her destination.
Finally, at the end of the hall was a large blank room. Like the others, this room was completely white, save for a single blond headed figure near the corner. Lily squinted her eyes, trying to make out the person.
"Finn?" she asked hesitantly. Her voice echoed across the white walls, eerily. The figure turned around, and sure enough, it was Finn Odair standing before her. Unintentionally, Lily felt herself suck in her breath. He was beautiful, a mirror image of his father. Lily had always thought that something so perfect must be so breakable.
"Lily?" Finn said, disbelief coating his voice.
"What are you doing here? This is a dream." Lily questioned. Finn smirked a brilliant smile.
"So what you're saying is you dream about me, Lily?"
"In your dreams, Odair." Lily sassed back, trying to keep her tone neutral, though she felt herself blush slightly.
"That would make sense, since I thought I was dreaming too." Finn seemed to contemplate something before asking, "Does this place seem familiar to you?" Lily, taken aback took a moment to respond.
"Yes, though normally I'm here with someone else." Finn looked at her curiously, but instead only mumbled, "Me too." Even though her heart and mind told her not too pry, the words spilled out of Lily's mouth.
"Who do you normally come here with?" Finn smiled again, though this time his eyes were full of sadness, like he was remembering a fond memory of someone who had died.
"If I told you, you wouldn't believe me."
"Try me."
"Okay," Finn began, "Normally I come here with my father. He leads me down a hallway to a room and shows me something, or we just talk. I've never been here with anyone but him. This place, well, it contains my only memories with him. Without him here, I sort of feel out of place." Lily nodded, and sauntered over to Finn. He welcomed her into his arms, and suddenly Lily felt like she wasn't quite so alone here.
"Ahem," came a meek voice from the doorway. Lily and Finn broke apart and turned to the entrance, only to find an average height blonde woman, and a tall blonde man standing in the doorway. "Not to ruin the moment, but this is sort of important." The blonde girl said. Lily and Finn locked gazes, before walking over to the other two people.
"You both have seen a lot of this place, learned it's secrets, explored it's many rooms, even created memories, but that isn't why we brought you here tonight." The man's voice was deep like the ocean, and Lily gaped at the resemblance between him and Finn. If she hadn't known better, she would have thought they were practically twins.
"A war is coming," the blonde woman continued, "One that will effect Panem as we know it. It will be a war for freedom, though not from who you'd expect."
"We need you two, now more than ever, to give us your allegiance, to follow us wherever we may lead you, knowing that we would never intentionally put you in harm's way." The male blonde looked them both in the eyes. "Can you tell me honestly that you can do that?"
"Yes," Finn replied immediately. "I would follow you anywhere, Dad." It was as if a light bulb had gone off in Lily's head. Of course, this was Finnick Odair, Finn's father.
"And you, Lily," the girl asked, "Can you promise?" Lily considered this for a moment. Promises were not just some words you threw around, not to Lily. If she was going to agree, she had to be one hundred and fifty percent sure this was the right thing to do. Lily looked into the blue eyes gazing back at her, at the blonde curls that coiled around the female's arms. She had always vaguely reminded Lily of her mother, Katniss, and Lily felt drawn to her. This was the woman who had taught her how to breathe underwater, how to heal someone who was hurt, and how to love those who seemed despicable. She could trust her, couldn't she?
"I agree," Lily said, surprising herself with the amount of confidence in her voice. "I know you will take me down the right path." The two adults looked at one another and smiled a knowing smile.
"We do not know exactly what lies ahead, though you two will play a big part in it." Finnick began.
"You both should know that we are so proud of you, that everything you've done has surpassed our expectations. The road ahead is a hard and long one, but we know that you won't let us down." Lily looked at the woman, and decided to run and give her a hug. Finn followed her lead; giving Finnick a hug only a son and father could share.
"Not to intrude or anything, but who exactly are you?" Finn inquired, nodding his head in the blonde females direction. She smiled wistfully.
"I'm Rose, though once I went by another name."
