Since I have kind of been a jerk about the whole updating process for this story, and I have no time left in the day to type out a long chapter, I give you a peek into what is coming in this story.
Here we go.
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I wake up with a start, panic washing over me with the brief flash of light directly into my eyes. A hand over my mouth holds back the scream that bites at the end of my tongue. Fear takes its place inside my head until I look over to see the pair of tan arms gently massaging warmth back into my own hands.
"Finn?" I whisper thickly against the hand still attacking my mouth. I'm tempted to bite it, but it creeps slowly back into the dark where it came from.
"Shh Kat, I'm right here." He whispers. His eyes meet mine and I notice the gash over his eyebrow.
"Finn, my god, what happened?" I gasp and the hand comes flying back over my mouth.
"Shh, Kat, we're almost there, please be quiet." His firm hands trace my cheeks as he soothes my aching face.
It's then that I register the movement; we must be walking through the woods.
"There she is. Over yonder, boy put the girl down. Tarney will want to see 'er." The gruff voice is oddly comforting, and I cocoon myself in its familiarity.
I'm being lowered to the ground, and as soon as my butt hits the hard gravel, I notice the lights up ahead. There are two, shining brightly directly on my face.
There are orders from somewhere, someone is trying to pull Finnick away from me but he refuses, eventually they give up on me too.
Someone's hands are all over me, poking and prodding, trying to find sources of the injury everyone seems to think I have. Its then that I notice the deep red covering one eye. I must have a nasty gash on my head.
"Finn?" I whisper, but the same hands shush me and I bite down hard.
"Fuck." I recognize Finnick's deep rumble of a chuckle as the owner of the hand sends curses in my direction.
"Seriously Haymitch, what did you expect?" he chuckles.
My heart fills with a soaring voice as I realize who the gruff words were from earlier.
There were survivors. My mind races and my thoughts fixate on something far away in the hazy corners of my brain.
"Prim." I shriek much to the dislike of Haymitch and Finn who both try to shush me and sooth me back into my position on the ground. The rush of adrenaline coursing through my body is too much for them and I fight them off, startled by how dizzy I feel when I first stand.
"Katniss, you need to calm down." My mother's voice floats in one ear and out the other. I have to find her… I have to find my Prim.
More people have gathered around us, none of them are in the usual district thirteen uniforms, most just wear suits similar to the one I wore in the arena. The mocking jays sown in on the thin material does not go unnoticed.
"Katniss, please, sit down. This isn't going to be easy. Please." My mother tries again, and again, I ignore her.
It's only when Finn wraps his arms around my waist, restraining me, that I break. I start screaming, kicking, and punching. Anything to get away to find my Prim. The world around me doesn't matter. Not without her.
Finnick finally presses a soothing kiss to the top of my head and my resistance weakens. I slump over in his arms, tears make their way down my cheeks and sobs wrack recklessly through my body. He holds me through it all, and I sink deeper into his arms when he finally gets me to settle back down on the ground.
"Hey sweetheart, we have some news, and you aren't going to like it." Haymitch's gruff voice hits my heart hard and I tremble in Finn's arms.
He soothes me, rubbing warmth into my extremities.
"We tried Katniss, we really did." A voice I recognize pulls into the cold reality around me. She's gone.
"Where is she?" my voice turns into a broken sob halfway through.
Everything good in life, everything golden and bright and wonderful is dead. Peeta, and now Prim. I have no hope left in life. Without them I will not pull through. I cannot, not without the hope of having her. My life is over. I'm done.
My thoughts are quick and scattered, flying through my mind at what seems to be a million miles per hour.
"Katniss?" Finnick holds onto my hand as Haymitch continues.
"She isn't gone yet Katniss, we have a team being shipped out at once. We're going to get her back." Haymitch pats my arm reassuringly.
The glimmer of hope that I lost momentarily is back until I realize where she is. The capitol. They have her, and they will pay. Peeta was one thing, but Prim is another. I will kill them, I will kill them all.
I force everyone off of me, fighting against them.
"Let me go." I shriek, kicking Haymitch's leg. He howls in pain as I land a punch to one of the rebels that lunges at me next.
"Miss. Everdeen, is that any way to treat someone that just saved your life?" A soft female voice shocks me, and I am oddly frozen by her voice. It freezes me long enough for Finnick to wrap his arms around my waist.
The rest of the four rebel men around me step away, no doubt my attack of anger has shocked them. They haven't been around me long enough to know that I can't control my emotions very well.
Finnick's grasp on me is tight, but not uncomfortable as I turn to look at the short woman in front of me. She is short, but nothing like Coin with her stiff presence. Her hair isn't pulled into a stiff bun, instead it's in a loose ponytail, and strands frame her face wildly.
"Hello Miss. Everdeen." She smiles.
At this point, I don't know who to trust.
This will be the most important AN you will ever read from me: I have decided that I will write only one more story after this. I will finish the stories that I have started, no, I haven't forgotten about them. This new story is going to be different and it will mean more to me than the world.
If you have read Fixed, you can tell, Delly and Thom have an important role in the fiction. That's because Delly is me. After this story I will be telling my story. Uncut and unedited, only my Thom doesn't know just how much he has done for me yet. Delly has a dark past, and I am going to tell it. I hope you all will support me like you always have and I know it will be a success.
Once I post the last chapter of that story, I will formally quit writing Fan Fiction. I am going to start focusing on my real writing and get back into my originals so that maybe someday a few of you will know me as more than just dedicatedwallflower.
I hope you all will enjoy the stories that I will finish, and if you like this story you will love Fixed. Katniss and Peeta have a past that you see a lot of.
This does not mean that I will leave the site; it just means that I will not be posting new stories. It will be a long time before this actually happens, because I do have to finish every story that I have started with the exception of stand by me.
Love to All,
Dedicated