D5 Mentor

Mara Griffith:

"ANDYYY NOOO!"

I jolt awake, sweat dripping down my brow. My heart is racing, and I feel extremely nauseous. I immediately place a hand over my chest and run my free one through my hair. Trying to calm myself down from the nightmare that's been haunting me for the past 7 years… I don't know if I could ever forgive myself. Tragedy after tragedy just kept striking. Yet despite it I'm still here. Even when I didn't deserve it. I know my district was filled with mixed feelings when the news of my winning had spread through the district. They all were hoping I'd die in those games, yet I somehow miraculously made it through. Now all those scenes flash through my head. The shadows of other contestants. The paralyzed left in the factory due to the fires and electric outbreak. Andy's glossy eyes that once held so much within them. His obnoxious and persistent jokes. Those upon which I still hold so dearly. Andy never deserved what I had put him through. Then as cruel fate the universe decided it'd be even better to just toss him into the games. As if it was some sort of sick joke.

I take a deep breath in and hold it for a mere moment. I let my attention drift towards the sound of the pounding rain against the window. What a bleak day. It's as if this whole day will be filled with mourning. Not just by me for Andy and the ally I had gained. Not just by the poor family members and friends of those who've been lost and who will be sacrificed today. But by the entire nation. The world itself is mourning. Every terrible thing that has happened in this world. I wish I could have run away from it all. Panem in its entirety. But here I am now training the poor kids who now stand where even I had stood years ago. It's so tiring.

I pull myself up out from under the blankets and slip my feet into the slippers nestled close to my bedside.

Slowly I shuffle to the window and pull it open. Sure enough I see Scorpius out there laying the new batch of flowers I had bought yesterday on my makeshift graves. Sadly, we were never able to recover the bodies lost in the games. So as a way of comforting me Scorpius was kind enough to make a couple headstones that we have since planted in our garden. We had made one for Andy and Abel. I wouldn't be standing here now if it weren't for those two. As much as things in the world still suck. I've been able to gain some sort of peace. I certainly know Andy wouldn't have wanted me to sit here killing myself from the inside anymore.

Scorpius slowly rose from where he was kneeling on the wet ground. Sheepishly he turned around and waved at me. Through his soaked attire he seemed so at peace within this moment. I lifted the windowsill and shouted out to him.

"Don't sit out there forever sir, we have to go get ready!"

He rolled his eyes at me and sarcastically spat, "You mean YOU have to go get ready miss victor."

"And so what of it?" I raised an eyebrow, "At least get in here and let me forget that I'm getting ready for a reaping!"

"Shall we pretend we're going on a date then?" he smirked at me.

"How about instead of pretending you actually take me on one," I teased back.

"Oh, you know I would ma'am!"

I sighed, "I know…"

He walked over and placed his hands on mine, giving me an empathetic look, "I'm sorry I know you don't want to go."

"Of course I don't, it's a constant reminder of my shortcomings…" I took a breath, "All the people that I couldn't save…"

"Hey don't beat yourself up over it, you know Andy would hate it if he heard you talking like that!" Scorpius exclaimed.

I glanced to the side, not being able to keep eye contact. Slowly I retracted my hands turning around.

"I know but let's go get ready for their dear 20th hunger games…"

Hi everyone!

As a disclaimer you may all remember me as Merp1Molecule who had previously started can you escape the rain!

this here is to serve as a rewrite of that paste left unfinished work.

I did lose all access to that account so i lost all tribute originally submitted to this story and as my love for this series returned i did genuinely love the idea I had created for this arena and potential story plot. So here I am bringing it back to all of you.

PS. Please only send submissions to my PMs I'd rather the submitted tributes hold a certain anonymity before I start writing about them and releasing chapters!

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