The Hunger Games: A different scenario

by Anonym Author

In this fanfiction I imagine what would happen if Katniss and Peeta won the 73th Hunger Games instead of the 74th, two years before the Quarter Quell. This leaves us with Katniss and Peeta as mentors for the two new tributes. I do not own these characters or the original story. I love the original and I know I cannot reach the perfection of Suzanne Collin's triology.

21. Chapter 21- The cameras

Author's Note

I am sorry I have not updated this story for some time. I have had a wonderful time with friends I had not seen for more than two years (I am a social butterfly, I know). Old memories were flashing by since I went to school with them (which I do not do anymore). I did read the Hunger Games for the first time when we were in the same class and therefore the theology brings up so much happy memories. Do you guys have a similar bond to these or any other books?

I hope you like my story this far. Have a nice evening or day depending on where you are when you read this. 😊 – A.A.

Chapter 21 – The cameras

Madge Undersee just spoke up for Gale. She is not the one who use to tell everyone her opinions, and I know she only speaks when she thinks it is important. When she really cares about something. I know they became closer before the wedding since they were both there and spent a lot of time together. I could not be with them all the time since Peeta and I had a schedule to follow, but something might have happened. What if she likes him? And what if he likes her? It would be a little strange, since they are two of my best friends, and it is a little strange to think about them together.

Before we go to bed president Coin announce the promises she gave me and Peeta in front of the whole district. Now there is no turning back. Tomorrow Peeta and I are the mockingjays, and we will make everything in our power to help the rebellion. The rebellion I wanted, the rebellion I only dreamed about. When we go to bed that night I am happy. And I think Peeta is too. We put the girls in their cradles and rock them to sleep. I kiss Peeta goodnight and fall asleep listening to his heartbeat. When I wake up again, it is already morning.

The first thing we have to do like the faces of the revolution is showing the world we are alive and well. And fighting against the brutality of the regime of Panem. The first thing we are told to do is to meet our new camera crew. So, we meet Cressida, our director. She is from the capital, that is totally clear when she opens her mouth. No one here has that accent. It is an accent to fear and make fun of in the districts. Gale and I were making fun of it in the woods before the ceremony three years ago. It feels like that day were a decade ago. I was someone else back then, or am I just someone else now? Would the past me be proud of this, future self I have become? Cressida wakes me up from my thoughts in my head, and I feel Peeta's hand in mine. He smiles at me, and I see the sparkles in his eyes. "So, today we are filming in the studio. I want you guys to tell the nation you are alive and well. I need you to tell them they are living a life they do not need to live. That there are alternatives and they can choose to join us for the future we all wanted for the last 75 years." Cressida says. She leaves me and Peeta for thirty minutes to learn the script for the day's video. I hate scripts. It is the worst thing I know. And Peeta knows it. He does not have a problem learning the scripts and make their words to his own. He learns his part and then he reads my part to be able to help me out. When Cressida comes back, she got her camera crew with her. Castor, one of the men in the team, greets us. Pollux, the other man, just nods. I recognize something in his way to swallow, it is too similar to Lavinia and Darius. The red-headed avoxes that were our servants in the capital. Who did not have the ability to speak. The capital took their voice away. The capital took Pollux's voice away. He is an avox. Just like Darius. The peacekeeper, who was one of them who really cared about the district. About its citizens. I will never forget how he risked his own life to help Gale.

We start to shoot and I can do it. I lose myself in the script. I do not remember anything and we have to start over and over. When we do, I hear a voice I would recognize anywhere. Haymitch. He is laughing. He comes into the studio and he grins. "And this is how a revolution dies, my dear ladies and gentlemen. Do you really think this will make people join the fight?" he says. He finds himself hilarious since he chuckles while he says it. "This is completely ridiculous." Cressida Pollux and Castor have already realized it hours ago, but Coin and Plutarch made us keep going. They need a response to the interview with Gale. They need to show we are on their team. Plutarch may be the previous head game maker, but he is not a good director.

"Can you tell me one time when Katniss Everdeen affected you?" Haymitch asks the invited people in the meeting. Here we go again. I remember when he called me a dead slug before the first interviews in the capital. He looks like he could call me that again. I get it, I am not very charming and not very likable. "And I mean when SHE made you feel something. Not a moment when Peeta made something to make you like her. Not when she wore a nice dress. When she made you feel something" He continues. I almost get confused when Cressida asks for the word and tells us about how I affected her when I volunteered for the reaping. Peeta tells the people about the speech in district 11 when I held a speech about the girl with the mockingjays. And when they hear Peeta talk about me talking about Rue, someone mentions the little act of rebellion, when I buried her in flowers. When they have talked about several moments in my past Haymitch asks, "And what did these moments have in common?" and everyone looks at each other. Peeta already knows the answer. I see that in his eyes. "No one told her what to do." He says.