The True Story

by nerdyjamjar

What if the 74th Annual Hunger Games was rigged by Katniss', actually alive, father and other rebels. All the tributes this year are especially chosen but how will the games play out when it was planned for the star-crossed lovers to win together in the first place. Some twists to the original story. Please give it a go, just take a moment to read a couple of the chapters.

38. Chapter 38

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38

Capitol-Katniss POV

"Augh! She is worst then Glimmer and she was bad. Who believes this rubbish nobody's going to be as gullible to believe this act!" I say to Cinna as fixes my hair and make-up.

"Clearly everyone does" He says pointing to my prep team who are in pool of tears. "Now when you're out there when it comes to the end of your interview I want you to twirl around. If Ceaser doesn't suggest it then I want you to suggest it yourself."

"Okay! Katniss time to get line up backstage." Effie hurries.

"Is that a your wedding dress! This is mine look isn't it beautiful Rosie did such a good job designing it!" Clove exclaims with excitement.

"Why are you wearing your wedding dress?" Johanna asks in disgust.

"Snow made me wear it."

"Make him pay for it." She says before turning her head back to the screen.

"Well you look beautiful tonight." Peeta says taking my hand.

"So do you."

"Katniss Everdeen! The Girl on Fire!" Ceaser finally introduces to the audience who are all crying and sobbing over the dramatic speeches or in Finnick's case a poem.

"Hello, Ceaser." I say beneath all the cries coming from the audience.

After a minute of quieting the audience they finally toned down to an audible noise level.

"So is this the wedding dress you would've worn on your wedding dress?" He asks.

"Yes it is. President Snow wanted everyone to see it."

"Well President Snow is always right. Isn't he guys!"

And a cheer erupts around me except from the ones behind me, the victors. They all stand there with a hatred look on their faces, of course, Snow. He uses them, controls them but no one knows. They are scarred like me, Peeta, Clove and Cato.

"So would you please do the honor Katniss."

I begin spinning and the crowd all gasp. Smoke engulfs me and once I stop I see myself on the screens, Cinna has turned me into a mockingjay. From my arms feathered wings drape. I look over to Cinna and he nods. I raise my hands up high as if preparing for flight. It's an act of rebellion and I remember once he said 'I channel all my emotions into my work, that way no one gets hurt.'

And the buzzer sounds signalling my three minutes are up.

"Well her time is up! Everybody Katniss Everdeen! The Girl On Fire!"