A/N: Here's chapter ten!

Yes, District 3's power is inspired by that blonde girl from Twilight's vampire ability thingy. I hate Twilight but I think it would be pretty awesome to have a power like that in real life. Don't you think?

Disclaimer: I don't own the Hunger Games or the idea for District 3's power. Rights to Suzanne Collins and Stephaine Meyer -_-

Chapter Ten-14- I can't let them die

I'm in a white room. The walls are dulled by the dim light coming from the light bulb that hangs in the middle of the celing. I'm crouched in a corner, huddled as far back into the wall as possible.

A girl sits across from me. Her ginger hair falls in waves down her back and shoulders as she sits crouched in the oppisote corner. She's hunched forward, her fists resting on the ground as she looks at me wildly, a bird watching it's prey.

"Who are you?" I ask.

Her emerald eyes catch the light as she tilts her head to the side. I think I catch a glint of white. She's grinning. "I work for Lynn," she states.

"Who are you?" I demand.

"I'am her ally," she simply says. "Her assasian. Her acompliance."

"What is your name?" I ask nervously.

"I'am here to kill you," she laughs.

"Why?" I whisper.

She cackles, her head bobbing and causing her curls to bounce. "Because I can."

My heart is beating so fast it feels like it's going to burst. I swallow the lump in my throat and ask again, "What is your name?"

The girl's smile grows wider. "My name is Mya Zachary Walls. And I'am here to kill you."

I wake up with a bloodcurdling scream. It echos in the air and bounces around in the forest. What did that mean? Mya Zachary Walls. Kaliana Zachary. Zeb Walls. That girl was a spit of them both. She had Kaliana's eyes. Zeb's nose. Their hair combined together to make the ultimate ginger colour.

She was their daughter.

"Prim!" Zeb exclaims, dropping from the sky and landing beside me. "Are you OK?!"

I shake my head to get the image of the girl as far away from my frontal thoughts as possible. "Yeah," My voice is ragged and quiet so I cough and say it again. "Yes, I just had a nightmare."

"Are you going to be OK?" He asks.

"Yeah, nothing I haven't endured before," I reply with a small smile. Like my mother, I sometimes get tormented by nightmares. Most of the time they're things I can't make sense of. Other times the point of them are perfectly clear.

I examine my surroundings, just to confirm to myself where I'am. Yup, still in the Games. The area I sit in is still frosted over but there's a small river of water pouring down the rocks by the pond I froze.

"Wayne made that," Zeb says. "So you could drink."

"Oh," I reply simply.

"Look at them," Zeb murmers, pointing off to the left.

I turn and can't help smiling at what lies before me. Wayne and Jack are asleep, propped up against a tree. Wayne's arms are tightly wrapped around Jack's sleeping form protectivly. It's so adorable I think I'm going to cry.

I swallow it down hard and smile instead. "That's so sweet."

"Yeah," Zeb muses. "Very much so."

"So," I ask. "How long do these Games last?"

"Ages," Zeb replies. "Literally months."

"Why?" I ask.

"No-one is meek or afraid. Even the tributes who aren't Careers. They all have a power. They're all confident," Zeb explains.

"That makes sense," I reply. I can't think of what it's like. Tributes walking round with confidence . . . it's frightening.

I cross my arms over my chest and shiver. The wind whistles through the leaves of the trees and the sun pierces through the holes in the green plants in ribbons of bright light.

"Jack dies today," Zeb states randomly. The world stills for a moment as my heart drops into my stomach. "What?" I ask.

"Jack will be killed today," Zeb explains.

My gaze flies back over to the sleeping boys again and my heart cracks open. No. That can't happen. Jack won't die today. He's got the power of winter behind him, what could possibly hurt him?

"District 3," Zeb says. "The funny thing is it's those two tributes that are the most dangerous in the whole Games. Not the Careers. Not one of the more well known Districts. 3 are the most powerful. 3 are the most dangerous."

"Why?" I ask.

"The boy is harmless," Zeb explains. "His name is Quail. He can barely use the power. It's the girl you have to worry about."

"Why? Who's the girl?" I question.

"Her name is Eva," he answers. "She slept with the Head Gamemaker so he'd give her this power. It was orignally assigned to District One. To Esmerelda and Jacob. But she convinced him not to give it to them. She's deceitful Primrose."

"What's 3's power then?" I ask.

"They draw you to them. Then they can make you feel whatever they want . . . with their eyes," Zeb explains.

"I don't think I understand," I reply.

"You will. She's coming right now," Zeb says gravelly.

My blood runs cold. "How soon?" I ask.

A pause. "One minute."

I go to scramble to my feet but Zeb makes an arrow appear in his hand and uses it's power to touch mortals to jam it into my jeans back pocket and pull me back onto the ground. "You can't Prim. You know you can't."

"I can't let him die!" I snap. "Wayne loves him! And he loves him back! They just found each other Zeb! I can't let him die!"

Zeb digs the point of the arrow, which is still stuck through the fabric of my jeans, so far into the ground that I can't pull it back out. "Zeb!" I yell. "Let me up!"

"I'm so sorry Prim," Zeb whispers before vanishing.

"ZEB!" I shout, trying desperately to pull the arrow out of the ground. "JACK! WAYNE! WAKE UP!" I scream as loud as I can.

Wayne, being a career and knowing how to sleep lightly, wakes up and gently wakes Jack up. "Mary, what's wrong?" He asks in alarm as Jack climbs out of his embrace.

"Someone's coming you have to run!" I shout as claw at the arrow, trying to pull it out again.

"What about you?" Jack asks, running over to me. "What's wrong?"

"I can't get up!" I answer. "Just run!"

"What? Why can't you get up?" Wayne says, running over to me.

"They can't see the arrow," Zeb tells me. "They won't understand."

A cannon suddenly goes off and a girl's cackle is heard in the trees. "Run! Please, both of you just go!" I yell. "Please!"

"We're not leaving without you!" Jack protests.

"Yes you are!" I snap.

The cackle get closer and I jump when Eva glides out of the trees effortlessly. Her hair is glowing blonde and reaches the small of her back and beginning of her waistline. Her eyes shine purple and her lips are a vivid red colour. She's porcelin pale and curvy. She wears a white dress that reaches her knees and gold sandals that lace up her shins.

"Hello guys," she says, her voice velvety soft and curling round each word like silk. "Going my way?"

"Oh please!" I scoff, my hands still grappling at the arrow in my pants pocket.

"Look at that," she says. "Something wrong Mary?" Her head tilts to the side and her purple eyes blink curiously.

"I can't get up Princess OK?" I snap, pulling the arrow which is still stuck fast.

Her eyes flick over to Jack and Wayne and a small smile creeps up onto her face. "I was going to torture you guys with the obvious attraction Mr. Lawerence gave me but I can see in your auras that you two are already on a different wagon completely," she says.

"Oh and she can read auras," Zeb puts in. I roll my eyes and continue to pull.

"Oh yeah thanks for telling me!" I snap out loud.

Eva bursts out laughing. "I can see it now," she says smoothly, looking back at me. "You've got the fever."

I push myself off the ground a couple of inches and try and pull the arrow out using my body weight but it isn't working. I fall back onto the ground again with a moan. "Zeb Walls I'm going to kill you!"

"Bit late for that Prim," Zeb replies.

"So, since your all on your own and you two are . . . 'out of the closet' or cabinet or cupboard or where ever the hell you guys hide, I'll just kill you," Eva grins. Her eyes zone in on Jack, who's standing in the middle of the three of us. "Starting with pretty boy."

"Don't touch him!" Wayne shouts, storming over to Eva to try and fight her.

Eva smiles, her expression stonic yet pleased. "Pain," she states.

He's only gotten a couple of steps before he writhes in pain, falling to the ground. "Wayne!" Jack screams, his hands flying over his mouth.

I look at the calm expression Eva holds as her eyes bestow the pain onto Wayne. "Stop it!" I scream. "Stop it!"

"Take me instead!" Jack yells.

"No, No, No, No, No!" I shout.

Eva grins and releases Wayne, who gasps in relief. She holds out her hand and curls her finger in a 'come hether' gesture. Jack complies, walking over to her with his head held high. "Take me first," he says.

"No," Wayne whines weakly from his position on the ground.

"Leave him alone!" I warn.

"So cute," Eva says wiping some hair away from his forehead. "4's a lucky guy."

"Leave him alone!" Wayne shouts, fighting to pull himself up off the ground but the aftermath of the pain keeping him down.

"Too bad your boyfriend can't save you now," Eva sighs. Her purple eyes look round at Wayne and she smirks. She turns back to Jack and states, "Pain."

Jack immediately crumples to the ground and whines in pain. "NO!" Wayne screams.

I yell unintelligate words at Eva as I continue to pull at the arrow. Her eyes don't blink and her expression doesn't change as she continues to stare down on Jack, causing more and more pain.

After five minutes of this, I scream and gather all my strength to pull as hard as I can.

And the arrow comes out.

Scrambling to my feet, I launch myself at them. Pushing Jack out of the way, I hurl myself into Eva's eyeline and take up the pain.

It's crippling. The only way to describe it. Crippling.

I feel my muscles tense and I fall to the ground. My back arches against the ground and I try and shake the pain away.

"YOUR HURTING HER!" Someone screams."MARY! PLEASE STOP IT! STOP HURTING HER!"

"I'm sorry Prim . . . I couldn't bring myself to tell you this time," Zeb's voice echoes in my mind. "You save Jack from Mary."

"ZEB!" I scream, clutching my heart as the beats get slower. My eyes get groggy and my tensed muscles release as the world slides away from my perception.

"Prim, I'm so, so, sorry."

~xXx~

I'm dropped into another body. My mind is foggy and I feel heavy. My eyes droop momentarily before I remember where I'am and slap myself, effectivly snapping myself out of it. I may have died, but one thought forms into my head.

I just saved Jack's life.

I scan my surroundings and realize I'm in the middle of a well-kempt city. I notice I'm dressed in a black short skirt, matching black leggings, pink sneaker boots that reach up to my knees, a white shirt and a black leather jacket.

'5'

Here we go again.

'4'

I wonder how this one is going to go.

'3'

I wonder which one this is.

'2'

My does my throat feel weird?

'1'

The District one girl jumps off her podium and twirls forward a couple of steps before doing jazz hands. She opens her mouth and out comes:

"Tonight, I'm going have myseeellfff, I real good timmmeee!"

You have got to be kidding me.

A/N: HA! I know, I know, so many feels right? But I had to! Don't worry, you'll enjoy the next Games! If you can predict what it is anyway. If the District One girl hasn't given it away already that is!

Why did Zeb lie to Prim? Will Prim herself discover the next part of the epiphany? Was that really Zeb and Kaliana's daughter in her dream at the beginning? Stay tuned to find out!

Zeb and Kaliana's 'daughter' in Primrose's dream is named after my best friend's newborn baby girl, Mya Carson, who I have decided to dedicate the Echos of the Descendant trilogy to. I love you baby girl xx :)

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