I am back! I've estimated that this sequel has about... 3-4 chapters left? Maybe five?
'Cause the games will go into detail, and I'll have longer chapters. Some will span over the minimum of 3 days.
With all of that said, I hope you all are wondering what I'm gonna do. Reminder that this is different than Catching Fire (;
I love all of your feedback! Hearing from you all has made me so happy.
One year ago, I submitted Sparks Fly! Crazy, right? And yesterday was the one year mark for my break up with the ex.. you all know butt-loads about him. It's kinda sad.
Anyways, I had a bad day yesterday. The family that I'm watching animals and watering plants for forgot to give me the disarm/arm code for their alarm, so I was running around the house freaking out with the alarm going off. I got a call from the police station and I told them the situation, and then they came! I was FREAKING OUT! And then they kept the alarm off while I went to a family friend of their's (and mine) and she gave me the code.
It was almost the most embarrassing day of my life! And then I went to the next family's house and their cat was loving me, so that made my day c:
Let's get on with the chapter. It's taken too long to write this A/N out.
Read on, buttercups!
So hold on.
Be strong.
Everyday on we'll go.
I'm here, don't you fear.
RyanDan, "Tears Of An Angel."
His wedding idea didn't go as planned. But I guess that's what he gets for messing with fire.
In law, I'm now officially married to Cato, so we spend the night making the most passionate love. For through our actions, we express what's hard to express: fear, joy, sadness, confusion. Hope.
Hope that maybe one of us will get out.
I fall asleep in his arms, listening to the sound of his heartbeat through his warm chest.
Katniss' POV
I wake in the morning, wrapped in Cato's arms. I could feel his muscles tensed, even though he was asleep. His grasp on my body was so tight.
Today is the Hunger Games. No wonder he's holding on.
Before I say anything, I feel like this is my last time I'll feel safe. The last time we'd lie together in peace, without any tributes trying to kill us. So, I turn around to face him, watching him as he sleeps. He truly is an angel in slumber. His eyes are relaxed, his muscular figure isn't puffed out, and his mouth is in a slight smile. It makes me more protective just staring at him. I can't lose this boy.
Just as I'm about to play with his hair, Effie knocks on the door. But her usual, happy voice is gone today.
"Wake up. The Games are today.." It just doesn't sound like her. It's depressing, yet relieving that she doesn't yearn for my death. To know I have someone on my side.
Cinna won't be here today, so Haymitch and Effie are going to help me prep before I go into the arena. It's sad that it was the last time I'll ever see him, but Haymitch and Effie say they have something up their sleeve.
Cato wakes up after Effie's announcement, his clear blue eyes piercing mine groggily.
"It's today, huh." He says. I just nod and he sends me a sad smile. "It'll be okay, Katniss." Oh, I wish. I wish I could just forget the Hunger Games, forget Panem, forget that I'm called the Girl on Fire; my fire is dimming quickly.
Cato cups my cheek in his large palm, rubbing his thumb against my skin. It's a soothing gesture, one that sets my nerves at ease. Oh, I love him.
I try not to be all mushy and a big glob of a goggly-eyed girl. I've never been that way. But what Cato makes me feel is so different from the rest of the world. I knew that I was destined to be with him, but fate hasn't been the kindest.
We both get out of bed reluctantly, and Cato picks me up bridal style. Normally, I hate it when he holds me like this, but we only have a few days with each other before one of us will be dead. So he carries me into the kitchen and sits down, with me still buried into his chest.
Haymitch has a calm demeanor, which is utterly surprising in this state. Effie is sad, yet you see a gleam in her eyes of something... mischievous.
We all eat our breakfast in silence.
It's around one o'clock when an announcement is made for us to go to the launch hovercraft. It was the place where our trackers were inserted, so the Capitol could tell who died and who hasn't.
Cato and I sit next to each other, with a lot of compromise. He holds my hand, and when the lady asks for my arm, I stick it out. She inserts a small chip this time, instead of a round device. She goes to the next person with their assigned tracker.
Once everyone is done, we all sit there staring at the floor. For everyone's worst nightmare has come true. We're going back into the place that changed us from strong to weak; pure to a monster. And the reality of it all is even more frightening.
I'm not afraid to die; I'm just afraid to lose Cato. He's the only thing on my mind.
And if I lose him? No. It's not going to happen.
We come to a stop and everyone exits into the building.
Haymitch is waiting for me in the launch room. Effie waits in the dressing room to fit me into my arena costume. It's a blue, thin jumpsuit with a light blue belt around the waist. The feet have padding on the bottom, to keep our soles protected. My hair is put into a braid, in which I do myself.
Haymitch puts on my pin.
"Look, it's going to be okay. We.. we have a plan. Whatever sponsor gift you get, look between the lines on my notes. It's not what it seems."
"Haymitch, wha-"
"Katniss," he interrupts. "Trust me."
I nod my head, knowing he's been sober most of the time.
A voice on the intercom informs us that I have sixty seconds left.
"Now," he starts. "Go for the cornucopia. I don't care what I said last year; go and get your bow and arrows. Or someone will go and get you.
"Stick with Finnick and Cato. And whoever is with them. I know you want to lie low this year, but newsflash: it ain't gonna happen."
I nod my head. Some things were a bit jumbled in my head, but most of it, I understood.
"Good. Now, come here." He pulls me in for a hug and I squeeze his figure tightly. Despite my father being gone for years, I feel has if he's with me in the form of Haymitch. Yes, he drinks, he's sarcastic, and he's twice my age, but he's been there for me and I owe him a lot; god, I hate saying that.
After that, Effie comes and lightly hugs me. I just stand there.
"Goodbye Effie." I whisper.
"See you soon, is what you mean to say. We'll get you out of there."
A weight is slightly lifted off my shoulders as I'm about to step into the tube. Ten seconds remain, and once I'm in, I freeze. All my confidence is gone. What if someone gets to me before I get to the bow? What if Cato's killed?
That's a funny question. Cato's one of the strongest people here, so I can't worry right now.
The tube closes and I slide up easily. My heart is bound to beat out of my chest.
Bright sunlight blinds me, and then I see clear blue waters surrounding me. Chaff and Enobaria are next to me, and then Finnick rests between Mags and Enobaria.
My mind is blank until the last twenty seconds are presented.
I love you Cato.
I love you Prim.
I have to get out, but only if Cato is alive. I can't function properly without him.
Ten.
Get to the bow.
Nine.
Be careful.
Eight.
Stay strong.
Seven.
How can I be strong?
Six.
Get ready to jump and swim.
Five.
Almost there.
Four.
I glance at Cato, to see him watching me.
Three.
I look back down at the water.
And when the gong sounds, I jump and swim for my life. Other than Finnick and Mags, I'm the first one there. He holds my bow and quiver, handing them to me quickly. Cato soon stands by my side as people get there.
Let the Games begin, Snow. Let them begin.
Okay, so the Games have started. Excuse the short chapter, but I needed to cut it short. It was gonna go a little bit farther into it, but hey? You have a chapter!
That you all for the wonderful reviews. It really makes my day, and I love replying to them.
Reminder: about four, long chapters left.
I bet all of you crazies like me know about RyanDan from videos of the Hunger Games. I knew about them for a few years!
I hope you all have fun waiting for the next chapter c; It will be longer!
Sayonara!
~HeyoMyFellowReaders101