Disclaimer: I am not Suzanne Collins. So I don't own the Hunger Games
Since I forgot to say it yesterday, Happy New Year! Whoo! 2016! Yeah. Enjoy the Chapter!
After killing a squirrel and thinking things over for an hour, I decided to leave the woods and go home. When I arrived at Victor's Village, I noticed my front door was opened by a crack, which is very surprising. Mom is super cautious, and would never leave the door open. Apparently not today.
When I peeked through the open slit the door left for me, I saw 2 Freedom-fighters* talking to my weeping mother and enraged father. What's happening? Then I begin to listen to the conversation.
"No! This isn't happening! It isn't real…" Mom sobbed into Dad's shirt.
"I'm sorry, Mrs. Mellark. Snow is trying to regain his grandfather's former glory, and is succeeding. We can't fight back if you don't step into the picture again." replied the female Freedom-fighter.
"No. Katniss and I have already had enough wars in our lives. We're not going to step into one just like that!" Dad shouted at the Freedom-fighters in rage. War?
"I'm sorry, Mrs. Mellark. Plutarch orders this. You are going to be the Mockingjay again, wether you like it or not." firmly stated the male Freedom-fighter.
Mockingjay?
So, what's happening? Who's this Snow? Well it's defiantly not Snow's zombie or anything, but who is he? Read on!
* a Freedom-fighter is Panem's new type of police. Peacekeepers/makers don't exist anymore.