The Mockingjay Returns

by Mad.0522

Katniss and Peeta think they are finally safe until one night their son is taken from his room. The next day there is a knock on the door. Hoping to find their son, Baylor at the door, the find the head of their son's stuffed rabbit cut off with a mockingjay symbol burned in the face of it. Katniss is determined to find her son, but at what cost?

3. Chapter 3

"You have 24 hours, and then we are coming after you. Go!" The men told me yesterday. I'm guessing that my twenty-four hours are almost up. When I left yesterday it was midnight. The sun set about 2 hours ago. I'm scared, but I know that I have to keep going. I know that I have to try to put as much distance between me and those men as much as I can. "This is your parent's past, and now it's your present. They're going to have so much fun when they find out where their son is. I hope she dies when she finds out how her son died; how he died living through the torture of the Games. Then she'll know how we felt when she killed our president." What did he mean by that? Where am I? I run past a boulder that I'm pretty sure I've already ran by before. My head hurts, so I decide to stop and sit down. I look around at my surroundings. There are a lot of trees and greenery. It's like the woods at home, except I'm all alone. In school, we learned about the Hunger Games. My teachers say that they were like torture for the people that were in them. I know that my mom and dad were in them. I know that my mom is the reason why we don't have them anymore. Sometimes they show us pictures. These woods look a lot like those pictures. I think that I'm in the same arena as the first Games; well not the arena because they tore those down, but a replica of the arena. I just want to go home.

I scoot back into a bush so I won't be seen. My heart starts racing and I feel like I'm going to throw up. I lean back against a tree and rest my head on it. I keep running the last few days through my head. I was taken from my room. I had to make a video to send to my mom. I was thrown into this arena. I now only have a few hours until I die. I try to think of all the things that I can. I try to remember the memories I have. Me and my mom playing in the meadow, while dad was working in the bakery. Dad showing me how to paint and bake. Running through the woods and playing find me with my parents. Find me is this game where one person has to hide while the others have to find them. I would always win at find me because I would hide my body under the ground while my head and arms were hidden in a bush. They could never find me. I rise up off the tree and start digging up the ground. I dig until my fingers start to bleed. I lay down in the small bed in the ground and I start to cover myself with the dirt. I hear a loud gong, and know that it must be time for them to come after me. I start covering myself up faster. My heart is racing and I feel like I'm going to throw up again. My entire body is covered in dirt and I'm in a cluster of bushes. I lay my head back again a rock and take a deep breath. I think that I can last. A grin forms on my face. I think I can outsmart them.