As much as I would love the idea of rescuing my sister and chopping off that idiotic girl's head off, I couldn't. Because we all made a perfect, fool proof, plan. Back at our hideout behind these three moss covered lofty trees was where we came up with it.
FLASHBACK: Fuming mad. That's how mad Finnick and Peeta were. Peeta's dazzling blue eyes turned a stormy dark color and Finnick's were red and puffy. You'd think he was sensitive from the way he blubbered about Haymitch and Gale, but from the glare he was giving the ground you'd quickly take that thought back.
There was silence. Not regular silence, but a tensed one. One where it felt like it was meant to be silent. Apparently Prim didn't get the memo. "We need to do something about this.". "We obviously can't. They're stronger than us in every way." Victor replied. He hadn't talked at all since we got here and the first thing he said was something negative. I don't know why, but he had this glint in his eye like he was dying to escape.
"Yeah, but the last time we fought together we were separated, but if we fought together we could be unstoppable against them therefore wining the games." My sister said. My sister. My sweet, innocent, little sister was saying this. The games were changing her along with everyone else.
"Prim, won't they be expecting us?" asked Peeta. "Exactly, that's why we need a distraction and a way for them to lead us to their hideout."
It wasn't a bad idea, so I decided to speak up too. "Not a bad plan Prim. I say we go along with it." Prim replied with a big grin. "So this is what's going to happen. After that person distracts I'll follow whoever gets distracted and give everyone else here a signal."
"I'll be the distractor." Declared Prim. There were no objections just sad farewells. I gave Peeta a light kiss on the cheek which he happily returned and I gave Prim a kiss on the forehead and whispered "Be safe."
FLASHBACK END
Now that's how I ended up here. Silently and stealthy I followed behind the girl who killed Gale and Prim itching to get my hands on her vulnerable neck and snapping it in half, but I restrained myself.
There were close calls like twigs breaking and stumbling in muck. Hopefully she couldn't tell. About twenty minutes later I knew we were there. She looked to the left and then to the right and finally to the back of her and I had to duck out of sight.
She opened up what looked like a curtain of moss an stepped inside. Now was the time. We all had to think of a good signal. One not to obvious and one not to subtle. That was when it hit me. Rue's mockingjay call.
I heard rustling in the trees and say everyone pop out after I gave out the signal. (Huh, so they were following me.) This was the day we would avenge.