FIRE RISING (Johanna)

Johanna Mason was- is- a child of the trees.

They talked to her, whispered in her ear, told her deep, dark secrets.

Things she shouldn't have known.

Like her mother's infidelity.

Or her father's crippling depression.

Her family was never together, never whole, never perfect.

But they were enough for her.

So why had it taken Snow's brutal iron fist-

hours of listening to them cry out in agony,

hours of watching them writhe in wreaths of brilliant blazing reds and yellows and oranges,

hours of sobbing over soggy, broken, charred remains

-to realize it?

When Johanna looks at the star-crossed lovers, all she sees is fire.

It takes all her willpower to convince herself that it's the good kind of fire.

Cinna's fire.

Fire that isn't meant to collapse, to hurt, to destroy.

That's all it's ever done to her.


A/N: I've always liked Johanna Mason :3 She's so tantalizingly complex (from the hints she drops) yet Suzanne Collins never really gives us a good backstory on her. So did it do her justice? Review, please! :)