~me again, I love the u.s.a and united Kingdome, and chine and Austria cause there the most view/visitors and so just say I LOVE YOU GUYS. Just going to building up to the arena, also the interviews will go as planed (like in the movie/book) so keep with me. Also~ review this time~ for some ~ also still have my eye on you France. (mere888 look her up)
Sometimes curiosity can kill the soul but leave the pain.- "her name is Alice"-shinedown.
~piper pov~
"What have I done to disserve this?" thought piper, walking through trainee of woodland.
"Besides getting sucked into the hunger games series, ending up in district eleven, volunteering for rue, going into the arena, and then having a breakout with my three companions." I thought, sarcastically.
Ever since the three of them left, leaving behind not only a tearful/sadden star family, but also threshes grandmother and his sister that had a bulky build to her, and quit fierce looking and ironic her name was bunny.
"Do you think we're close?" said vulpix, who was lagging behind.
"I'm sure it's not much longer, and if so we could always set up camp." I called back to her, head facing forward.
"I don't think we'll reach it today." said thresh, putting a hand on pipers shoulder stopping her in her tracks.
Looking back and forth to thresh, vulpix and then forward piper gave a sigh, and nodded her head. Finding a hollowed out tree that could hold all three of them was pure luck, they had a small fire going not to long after finding there temporary sleeping quarters.
As they settled in, the sound of a jet engine could be heard not far off.
Sticking his head out, thresh could see a herd of capitol plains scrutiny the forest, most likely looking for them.
"we have to go!" thresh said, banking the fire by shoving dirt to smother the flames. Vulpix's face had visible worry lines. Grabbing there stuff, they bolted outside only to have a spotlight shine on them. "RUN!" vulpix screamed, heading off in the direction opposite of the capitol plains, which was the direction they were heading to begin with. And piper and thresh kept pace with her, trying to out run death.
~Haymitch pov~
Nothing to remember, drinking away the past was the only way to cope. Drinking more then regular Haymitch was trying to drink the day events away. Not to long ago, which was today really, he caught the little darling katniss along with her dear finance, watching his tape of his hunger games.
And that was something he was trying to forget, and what do they do they watch them! as though it was a drama movie. He couldn't hold a grudge against them, they were just curious, even if they were two idiots that couldn't walkout the door without someone to hold there hand, they must have some kind of common since.
Running a hand down his face, he closed his eyes that then flew open when he was greeted by a knock on the door.
"Package to Haymitch Abernathy!" the little pipsqueak said, a delivery peacekeeper, he looked like he could easily wet himself if threatened.
But he didn't seem to care of the runt, he took his letter and slammed the door in that slime balls face. Tearing the top off, he poured the contents onto the living room table. Looking at the contents, which had the same face as the seventy-fourth hunger games stylist.
Shuffling through, he was finding valid, and barely anything on this young women. No date of birth, no childhood records, no school information, no family information, no photoset of any of her, blank after blank page was turning up. Making him think she completely came from nowhere.
The only sort of information he had was, she lived with a working associate who was her joint partner Portia, and how she was a stylist along with working in district twelve hunger games.
"This makes no sense." Haymitch said, shuffling them back together and thrown them back down on the table. while falling back onto the back of the coach.
"Who is she?" he said, out loud to himself. "Who is what?" said katniss, coming through the door for her training session.
"Diana." said Haymitch, gesturing to the paper stack on the table.
Looking down to the papers and back to his face, katniss began to shuffle through them herself.
"What is this?" she asked, looking to Haymitch for answers.
"Girl got no history, like she came out of thin air." he said, waving his arms for enthuses.
"But how can that be, if she never been recorded how come she's living in the capitol?"
"That's what I want to know darling" haymitch replied, looking at her as he took another shot of brandy.
"This is crazy!" she muttered, coming to sit with him on the coach. "I know darling, I know." he said, and the two of them sat in silence, wondering who this women who helped to create, the girl on fire, could be.
~ Johanna pov~
"Damn, damn, damn." she yelled, having had another outburst for the news of the quarter quell, was getting to her.
"This is all his fault!" she screamed, referring to the president of the capitol that ruined her, and made her this way against her will. she had her humanity but deep down she lost it, anger, rage and even fear was taking hold. She still had a loving/caring side but that was hidden way down.
"Curse you snow!" she yelled, taking a vase and watched as it smash through a window. Dropping to her knees, all she could muster was how she wished she had Diana there for her, when she was in her hunger games.
~I just had to add the Johanna part; I love her, one of my top five characters (of original characters) and know haymitches suspicion has spread to katniss now how can that turn out, also what's going to happen to piper and the gang also where's Maryanne pov… find out soon…REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW. i still have my eye on you france.