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Quick summery of whats happened: A girl was captured. President snow says she is his daughter and is to fight for the right to rule Panaem. The truth is that the girl is a traitor who tried to assassinate the president. This is the 74 hunger games. The gamemakers+president think it will add more entertainment to add another tribute. Besides that, the girl (Rose) has been trained.
Things unknown: Relation to Katniss, who she was before she was captured, whats going to happen in the Games.
Katniss POV
It was time for the interview. The first person was the extra tribute, Rose Snow. She walked on stage, and I blinked. Her outfit was modeled like a fighter. No, fighter wasn't correct. More like a hunter.
Something about her seemed to trigger a memory that was from about 3-4 years ago. Of a girl who was one year older than me. The girl's name was Ivy. She also hunted in the forest back home. Yet she had disappeared from the face of Earth a long time ago. I saw her bow, and her set of knives lying on the forest floor. There was blood too.
Back then, I had assumed that she was attacked by some animal and killed. Yet could it be, that this Rose in front of me was Ivy?
I stopped my thoughts as the interview started. After a bit, it was easy to tell how she was going. No matter what, she was a fighter. I envied her. She had no idea what was actually happening, no memories to hold her down. She knew what she was going to do, even if it was to kill. This is what I learned from her interview. She followed the rule of survival of the fittest. Ironic, considering that we were in the Capital where money and status are the rulers.
The crowd cheered. The interview was over. By the look on their faces, many would be placing bets on her. I bit my lip as a crazy idea came to mind. Could I ask her to team up? That would be beneficial, until I end up with a knife in my back. I put the idea away. If I got desperate or something, I might use it.
Rose POV
I walked off the stage, trying not to put my hands on my ears. Despite living here, I was disgusted by most of the people. Their sense of beauty, the way they could be so cheerful. They didn't have a care at all. Food appeared easily. Most had an endless supply of money. I hated them. I wanted to remake everything.
I blinked. What was I thinking? I was the presidents daughter! I couldn't have such thoughts! I pushed away the feelings of rebellion, but it still lingered in my brain. What if I could destroy everything, and create a better society?
I'm sorry its so short even though its been so long...