So this is the 5th chapter. I hope you like this and continue reading. In this chapter, Ginna, Deeno, Madie, and Fin will be arriving at the Capitol.
This chapter is Ginna's Point of View. Please review.
DISCLAIMER: I am not Suzanne Collins.
An arrow, specifically my new found arrow, was hazily thrown in front of me. Almost piercing my leg. "Deeno!" Madie exclaimed, "What was that for?"
But Deeno ignored her like I ignored him, all of them, for the past hours. "Get up, Mellark!" he yelled at me, "Just because you heard some plan about killing your family, that doesn't mean it's the end of the world. You're still alive, for goodness sake! You're still breathing! Your hearts still beating! And if you don't get out of there, sooner or later, your family's hearts will stop beating. You know why, because you're not doing anything! You're just waiting for them to die! You're still alive, Mellark! You can still save them, protect them, if just get out of there! In your little, This-is-All-my-Fault world." He turned his back to me as a tear fell down my cheek.
In a millisecond, the arrow he threw me, went piercing through the air, in the middle of Fin and Madie, who are leaning on the wall, almost cutting Deeno's left ear. It hit the wall. They all stared at me in shock. For Deeno, with victory.
I looked down, covering my long bangs with my eyes, gripping on my bow while wiping a tear. I looked at them, my blue eyes, fierce and strong, ready to fight.
After a few minutes, we have already devised a plan on how to stop President Rose, or even kill her.
While waiting to arrive at the Capitol, Fin sneaked in to the cafeteria to grab some snacks. Madie searched the packages for weapons or useful things or information. While, Deeno and I rested, leaning on the wall, silent. Suddenly, I just started singing,
"Deep in the meadow, under the willow
A bed of grass, a soft green pillow
Lay down your head, and close your eyes
And when they open, the sun will rise."
"What song is that?" Deeno asked suddenly. I grinned.
"It's a lullaby. Mom usually sings it to me every night." I replied.
"You have a really nice voice." He complimented.
"Thanks." I replied, "I got it from –" I stopped short. Madie looked up. We all listened intently.
Deep in the snow, under the cover
A pile of moss, a dark black shadow
Lay down your head, and close your eyes
And when they open, the sun will rise.
It stopped. "What is it?" I asked.
"A mockingjay." Madie answered.
"What is mockingjay really?" They ignored me.
"It could be a jabberjay." Deeno said, talking to his twin sister.
"If it's a jabberjay, it should have repeated our conversations." Maddie explained. Deeno just shrugged.
He looked at me with those onyx eyes, "Sing again, please." I nodded and continued my song.
"Here it's safe, and here it's warm
Here the daisies guard you from every harm
Here your dreams are sweet and tomorrow brings them true
Here is the place where I love you." I sang. The mockingjay repeated, changing some words while the twins dug the piles and searched for it.
Here it's free, and here it's fun
Here the roses hide you from every harm
Here your hopes are mild and tomorrow brings them true
Here is the place where I love you. Deeno looked at me warmly, and it's obvious they haven't found it. I sang more.
"Deep in the meadow, hidden far away
A cloak of leaves, a moonbeam ray
Forget your woes and let your troubles lay
And when again it's morning, they'll wash away."
Deep in the snow, hidden far away
A cloak of roots, a sunshine ray
Forget your foes and let your troubles lay
And when again it's morning, they'll go away. As the mockingjay sang, I shook away tears that are attempting to fall.
Perched on Deeno's arm is a black bird with white patches on its wings. Deeno smiled at me. "Is that the mockingjay?" I asked, "It's a bird."
"A mockingjay is a hybrid of a jabberjay and a mockingbird. Jabberjays are a type of bird the Capitol used to spy on the rebels way back. Mockingjays are able to mimic human songs. In the case of your mother, Mockingjay is like her code name. She had become a symbol of rebellion because of her pin." Madie explained. My mom's pin. I saw it before, she was wearing it on her first day of being a mayor. I thought it was just a normal bird.
The mockingjay titled its head, staring at me. "I think it wants you to sing more." Deeno suggested. The twins sat beside me, leaning on the wall once more, with the bird perching in my arm.
I started singing another song my mom taught me.
"Are you, are you
Coming to the tree
Where they strung up a man they say murdered three
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it be
If we met up at midnight in the hanging tree."
It sang,
Are you, are you
Coming to the tree
Where the dead man called out for his love to flee
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it be
If we met up at midnight in the hanging tree.
I smiled. When Mom first taught me this song, "The Hanging Tree", I was seven, and we were at the Meadow. The mockingjays sang their own version and it really freaked me out. I even cried. Mom continued singing the second verse, and once again the mockingjays sang their own version. She told me to stop crying and understand the song.
"Are you, are you
Coming to the tree
Where I told you to run so we'd both be free
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it be
If we met up at midnight in the hanging tree."
The mockingjay started singing its version of the second verse
Are you, are you
Coming to the tree
Wear a necklace of rope, side by side with me. Then suddenly, Fin came from the cafeteria carrying a platter of cupcakes, interrupting the mockingjay.
"Bad timing?" he asked with a mouthful of pretzels. The twins laughed, ran to Fin, and grabbed some food.
I remained there, looking at the mockingjay. "I'll name you, Primrose, or Prim for short." I said to the bird. It reminded me of Aunt Prim. Grandma, Mom's mother, always compliments me on how I resemble Aunt Prim because of my blue eyes. The mockingjay has blue eyes, which is very unusual. Mockingjays usually have dark or yellow eyes.
"Ginna, come here and eat." Fin said. I laid Prim on my bow and ran to my friends. We ate a delicious yet simple meal. We slept for a few minutes.
I was sleeping peacefully on a hill of letters when someone was shaking my arm. "Ginna Ruesella Mellark!" she yelled in my ear, "Wake up!" I opened my eyes, finding patience with this girl. She sat in front of me. "Come on!" Madie pulled me up and towards the window. Fin and Deeno were peeking with awe.
"What is it?" I asked, rubbing my eyes.
Fin looked at me. "We're here!" he exclaimed. I ran to the window and peered.
It was a lot different from the pictures I saw of the Capitol before. There were normal houses and citizens do not wear wigs and over dress anymore. It looked so normal…and amazing.
I can't believe that this is the place where war once occurred. I can't believe that this is the place where evil is hatching a plan.
End of Chapter 5
Thank you for reading. Please review. I hope you like it. –I.M. Collins