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?


5. Private Game Maker Sessions.

I’m sitting withmy family and the other tributes. We will go in one at a time and show ourskills to the game makers. For scores. District one. Four people from eachdistrict. As I sit and wait I start thinking. What if Haymitch was called instead of my dad? Would he survive? District two. I fidget and can’t sit still.

‘Don’t be afraid,just go in there and show them what you’ve got.’ Says Wade, encouragingly. I smile. District three. It feels like the districts are getting quicker. The career districts anyway. The last person from district three has been in therea while. Another career district. District four enter. I stand up. I need to think of what I will do. Will there be paint? Or bows and arrows? Will there be snares?

‘Calm down.’ Myfather whispers in my ear. ‘You’ll be fine.’ I smile. District six are going in, I must’ve missed five. I play out different scenarios in my head. One has snares. Another has paint. Another has a bow and arrow with targets. I play out all the possible scenarios I can think of, even one with a trident. ‘You will get sponsors, don’t worry.’ Haymitch had assured me before coming in here.

District seven.

District eight. District nine.

District ten. District eleven.

Wade gets up and makes his way to the door. He turns back, smiles and walks in. I do not worryfor my brother; I know he will do well. I wish I could hear what is going on inthere. But I can’t. My father gets up and heads to the door. He nods and smiles and walks in. My mother comes over to me.

‘You can have this.’ She held out her hand revealing the Mockinjay pin. The real one, not ones that the Capitol made in the rebellion.

‘Really?’ She nods. I find myself standing and hugging her. ‘Thank you mum.’ She smiles.

A light appears on or in my wrist. I figure it’s time to go in. I smile and head over to the door.

I’m standing in an empty room. The Game Makers aren’t even watching. I notice some paint. I paint camouflage onto a canvas. I head to the Bows. I pick it up. I cough loudly,hoping for their attention. I don’t get it. I remember what my mum had told me,about every force field having a weakness. I aim for what I think is aweakness. I fire. It smashes a wine glass.

‘Thank you foryour consideration.’ They stare at me as I leave the room. My mother had said that in her Hunger Games.

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