Petals

by ailurusfulgen

District 12 is gone. There is no hope. Primrose is about to give up, when Haymitch gives her a very important job in his plan to taking down the Capitol. Her role is vital. Will she be up to the task? An alternative ending to the trilogy, especially directed to those who didn't like the ending or the way Prim was portrayed.

3. Flaws

Yay! Final Chapter! Wooo! So yes, here is the exciting (I guess) conclusion of Petals! Please please please review and check out some of my other fics if you liked this one that I wrote years and years ago. Thanks! ^.^

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I don't remember Poppa much, as he was killed in a mine explosion when I was only seven. I do remember him a little, but not as the man Katniss describes him as (in her sleep. She never consciously talks about him.). Why, I don't eben remember him ever singing, for Snow's sake. I remember a witty man, wise and clever. He knew a lot of things, like how long to fry an egg so it tastes just right, or how to make people have a good time. The most vivid thing I remember is one thing he told me one time. I was sitting on his lap, and he was holding both my hands. I can't even remember what we were talking about. I just recall that one sentence… "Prim, everyone has the same flaws, but those who can hide them the best appear flawless."

Right now, I'm having a hard time hiding mine. Sheesh, he never said hiding them was hard… I look over to President Snow, who is readying his grip on me. He pulls out a gun from a drawer in his desk.

"It's not loaded," he tells me. I can tell it's a lie. I nod. "Are you ready?" I nod again. "3… 2… 1." His arm goes around my neck, and I clasp onto it. I start kicking feverishly, trying not to hit him. I order tears to come, and they do. Snow orders me to scream.

"KATNISS! KATNISS HELP!" I let out a terrified squeal. I heat dashing footsteps coming towards the foyer. "Katniss!" I let it out again. She comes through the doorway, and her face goes pale.

"Prim!" She loads her bow, and as she gets ready to fire, I chuck my leaf-knife at her. Katniss dodges just in time, and steadies herself again.

"Katniss, wait!" I yell. She looks confused, but before she decides what to do, Snow speaks.

"Give up, and I'll give you your sister back," he taunts. "You'll have to surrender. Not just you, but all the Districts." He smiles. "If you don't, she dies." Indecision washes over Katniss's face.

"Katniss, it's okay. I'll die. It's better than you guys giving up," I choke out.

"Prim, I told Haymitch it was a horrible idea! I'm so so sorry." I rip the gun from Snow's hands and point it at her.

"You should be."

I pull the trigger.