It's been a long time since I updated. It's Holy Week and we are currently on vacation. Thank you very much for those who added this story to their Favorites.
DISCLAIMER: I am not Suzanne Collins. I do not own the Hunger Games.
Oh, and the first part is Ginna's POV.
I turn around to find Fin falling helplessly on the floor, clutching his bleeding leg. Beside him stood the person who did this to all of us. She was holding a very sharp knife. "Fin!" I called as I rushed over to my friend. He shrieked in pain.
I checked his wound. It is very deep. I tore a piece from his shirt and wrapped it around the wood. Fin stopped fidgeting and I noticed that he has blacked out, again.
Her laugh continued to ring in my ears. She walked to the small table, lifted the glass cover and smelled the flower she was obviously named from, Rose.
I ran to get my bow and arrows. I readily aimed at her heart. She laughed again. "Go ahead, Ginna! Shoot me! Kill me! I don't care." She exclaimed, "But when you do, he's coming with me!" Who?
I turn around to find the two boys I love the most. Dad gripped my crying brother by the neck. He is pointing a knife to him, ready to stab him any moment.
I noticed that Dad is different. He still has that ashy blond hair. His eyes; his eyes are different. They are not the bright blue eyes I also possess. They have the color of indigo; a dark color. It's slowly turning to purple by the minute.
My father stopped behind Rose. "Ginna!" Caleb called in fear, "Ginna!"
"Caleb!" a familiar voice replied. She gasped. "Peeta!" I looked at her. Her Seam gray eyes are filled with worry.
"Mom?" I said. She looked at me, tears coming out of her eyes.
"What a happy reunion, right?" Rose suddenly said in a very happy tone, "Let's see. What will we play first?" She positioned her knife and panged it on the center of the blooming red rose. She lifted it up and violet colored liquid dripped from the blade of the knife.
"How about," she said, as she beckoned Dad to come near, "kill the Mockingjay's family game?" Dad slowly came forward. Caleb helplessly tried to free from his grasp.
"No, Peeta!" Mom called and ran towards them. She immediately kissed him. Dad was really surprised but then he gave in. He closed his eyes and lived the moment. They let go.
He fluttered them open, revealing those bright blue eyes. "Katniss?" he asked, confused. Dad let go of the knife as he looked around. Caleb got out as they hugged. "I'm sorry." Dad whispered in Mom's ear.
Before my mother could reply, Caleb screamed. Rose is tightly gripping him on the neck with one hand. On the other is the poisoned knife, ready to kill my brother any moment. "I suppose I should do it myself!" Rose gritted her teeth.
Katniss' POV
When I saw those blue eyes of the boy with bread, I felt like the happiest person in the world. I have him back.
Then I heard my son scream. Rose gripped him by the neck. I held Peeta's hand as tightly as I could. I don't know what to do anymore.
The knife with dripping poison neared Caleb's heart. My legs felt weak. Why am I not doing anything?
Suddenly, my hand felt empty. Peeta's hand isn't there anymore.
I ran to where they are. I wish I could stop time; to prevent this from ever happening.
The blade hit his stomach as he stepped in front of his son. He fell to the floor once the knife was removed. "Peeta!" I called, my world spinning. I laid him gently, tears falling from my eyes.
He afforded a smile before he closed his eyes for eternal rest. "No!" I exclaimed. Everything is turning dark. "Don't, Peeta! Don't leave me!" I was too late.
Ginna's POV
I watched my mother cry as she lost the love of her life. I felt a piercing pain in my heart. I cried as well.
Rose's laugh removed me from my grief. Anger filled me from head to toe.
She started to run away. I eagerly grabbed an arrow. I cut the poisonous rose using it and scraped its arrow head on the metal floor, starting a fire.
I aimed the arrow. Rose turn around, laughing happily. I shot it. It reached her chest. Her eyes widened; her legs wobbly. "We are more than just a piece in your games!" I exclaimed, aiming another poisonous flaming arrow. "I am more than just a piece in your games." I shot the arrow. Rose fell to the floor as the poison in the arrows killed her.
I wiped away the tears. I turn around, seeing an unresponsive Deeno, an unconscious Fin, a crying Katniss, a dead Peeta, and a young Caleb falling to the floor as the poison reached his open wound.
My world is hopeless.
End of 'I Am More Than Just A Piece in Their Games'.
I feel like crying, really.
If ever you reach this chapter, thank you for reading…and reviewing. I feel so accomplish and for all of you guys, reviewers, subscribers, people who favored, thank you.
I am part of Team Peeta. So, if you are too, sorry. Peeta really needs to die. (It hurts me too.) But we can't just let them (Peeta, Caleb, and Madie) die, right? So…read the upcoming sequel. It is entitled, 'I Wanna Still Be Me'.
Yes, it's another line of Peeta. I will be posting it as soon as I can, maybe in 2 days. It'll probably take a long time because I'm not at home and there is no wifi here.
Thank you very much. And please review. –I.M. Collins