The Girl on Fire

Rue is the daughter of the famous Katniss Everdeen, when the Quarter Quell comes around what tricks will young Rue face? And who will her mentor(s) be.

NOTE: The name may be changed again soon as Rue is more of a water lover than a fire lover any name suggestions would be lovely and gratefully accepted- please keep it like the Girl on Fire but to do with water?


3. Opening Ceremonies.

I’m ushered inside. Effie tells me to stay  and wait for my stylist. I do.

‘Rue Everdeen?’ I spin round. A young man, who looks remarkably like my mothers stylist, Cinna, is standing there.

‘Ummm yes, that’s me!’ I say, a bit too enthusiastically for someone about to fight for their life.

‘Come with me.’ He laughs. He leads me to a room with a bed, table type thing and two other people. ‘This is Choux.’ He points at what I can only assume is a person from the Capitol. I wave. ‘This is Lemongrass.’ He points at another Capitol resident. ‘These are your stylists. I am Cinna.’ I nod. This is my stylist team then. Wow. They straight away get to work. I lie on the table allowing my hair, make-up and nails to be cleaned and made presentable.

‘How’s the weather in district 12?’ Asks Choux. Trying to make a conversation.

‘Warm in the Summer, cold in the Winter.’ My short response ends all attempts of involving me. They chat about fashion in the Capitol and how they pity the other districts.  Cinna comes in. ‘Wow. You look just like your mother.’ I am confused. Cinna died in the rebellion. The failed rebellion, lead by my mother, The Mockingjay.

‘I thought you....’ My voice trails off, realising how inappropriate that must’ve sounded.

‘You thought I died? So did everyone. They found me in the sewers. They fixed me up and gave my job back.’ I stared in amazement. ‘Right. We need you to be ready. I think we will use... the fire outfit.’

‘The one Katniss and Peeta used?’ Choux asks. ‘Yes, Peeta’s should fit Wade, Katniss’ should fit Rue and we need new ones for Katniss and Peeta.’ They scurry off.

I’m fitted into skin tight black suit. It’s amazing but nothing special, like district one will have. Cinna works on mine and my mother’s outfits then sets them on fire. We are hurried onto a chariot and rushed into the vast crowds. Everyone stares at us as we glide along the pathway. The flames engulf us but all we feel is touch of heat. I feel myself waving as we move and I’m smiling to the crowds. They are throwing flowers and staring at us. We stop at the end of the pathway then carry on through some doors. Cinna puts out the fire. We know training has begun.

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