(Hey guys, a little note from TSS here. This is my first fan fic, so, tell me if you like it, and try not to be too cruel if it's horrible - but either way, let me know. This is before I read Catching Fire and Mockingjay, so I apologize if the continuity doesn't quite line up. Thank you, and enjoy!)
Blaze
Her name was Blaze; at least, that's what he called her. The name stuck the first time he met her, her red hair a bright contrast against the gray backdrop of the diamond mines. It was a great romance, the gossip foretold. They'd make a great couple – a marriage waiting to form. It was true; she'd feel her heart lift and her stomach flip every time he called for her, and she'd run, as the name implied, in a blaze of fiery red hair towards him, wrap her arms around him, be with him. It was all that mattered for the time being. But it wasn't enough. Soon, he got to thinking and arguing, about her, about the Capitol, about everything that made Panem tick. And soon, escape was on their minds.
He told her to run; at least, that's what she heard. All the weeks of planning their momentous escape unraveled with the snap of a branch and a twist of a leg. Perhaps it was doomed from the start. Perhaps District 13 was only imagination, speculation, hope that there was something waiting for them after the long journey was finally over. But any possibility was snapped, along with the twig, when they heard the warning song of the mocking jays.
There were two children there; at least, that's what she remembered. They were hidden in the bushes, cousins maybe, with the same cold gray eyes and silent gaze. What were they doing there in the woods alone? They're barely kids. But they could help. Why didn't they help?
There was a crack, a black lightning bolt shot through the air, and Blaze was hoisted up without a second to blink or fight. The black bolt was hoisted up as well. With him pierced straight through it. Limp. Lifeless. Gone. She screamed. And still the two hid motionless, gray eyes on a green field. The last image she would see for a long time.
Her world was shattered; nothing more could break her now. At least, that's what she thought.
But oh, there was so much more the Capitol could do.