Hunger Games Fan Fiction (COLLAB)

In the world of Panem, where Katniss' win never exsisted, its the 75th Annual Hunger Games. Which calls for a Quarter Quell. Just an hour before the reaping, Flora Caverley bumps into Katniss Everdeen. They instantly become best mates... but then the reaping tares everything apart.


3. Capitol, here we come... {Chelsea}



That moment when I saw Flora on the stage, my heart stopped. The girl who seemed like a such beautiful soul I would soon have to kill. Now I sat on the blood red velvet couch, wondering about my fate. Do I really have a chance winning the Games? I seriously doubt it. The careers seem like they've been training their whole lives. The door swung open and Prim rushed through the doorway.


"Katniss! No! You can't do this for me!" she screamed, tears swelling in her eyes.


I gave a faint smile, "Prim, behave for mother... Ok? She'll need more help when I'm gone-"


"KATNISS EVERDEEN! You can't leave me! Please!" Prim screeched before I pulled her in for a hug. After a long hug, she pulled away and screamed some more. Peacekeepers bounded into the room and dragged Prim away. I couldn't cope when my mother walked in. We had a lengthy conversation.


"Just..." my mother coughed, "...Don't let the Capitol change you. I want to see that Katniss Everdeen I know and love the arena, no one else."


I nodded as my mother was taken away from me. I collapsed onto the floor and burst into tears. I couldn't believe this was actually happening. I felt a small tap on my shoulder. I expected it to be Effie, instead it was a young boy. He looked vaguely familiar.
He gave me a shy smile and held out his hand, "From Flora. I was going to give it to her, but she asked me to give it to you."


I stretched out my fingers and the boy dropped a golden object into my hands. It was a mockingjay pin, with both of its wings outstretched in flight with an arrow caught in its mouth.
I gave a nod of approval, "Thanks. I really appreciate it."


The boy blushed and ran out of the room. I chuckled to my self and stood up. I pinned the pin to my dress. I gave a sigh and the Peacekeepers bounded into the room. I was dragged out of the Justice Building and towards a train. I climbed aboard and they led me to my room. I gave them a quiet "thanks" and the Peacekeepers left before I could say anything else. I investigated my room. A four poster bed sat in the corner while a window stretched across the wall with the districts zooming past.


A knock at the door frightened me, "Katniss! Sweetie? Would you be able to get dressed in some of the clothes provided?" Effie's voice asked.


I frowned, "Sure... whatever..."


I scoured through the drawers and picked out a simple outfit, denim jeans and a white t-shirt. I tied my hair up into a loose bun and another knock by Effie annoyed me.


I gripped my hands around the doorknob and swung the door open, "What now?"


Flora stood there in shock, "Oh... Sorry. I didn't mean to disturb you..."


I shook my head, totally embarrased, "Flora! I thought you were Effie, I'm so sorry..."


"It's alright," Flora smiled, "I just wanted to tell you that Effie wants us in the dining room to meet our mentor."


I nodded and slipped on some flat shoes. I made my way down the hallway with Flora. We pulled the door to the side and Effie greeted us with a large grin.


"Girls! I'm glad your here! We have lunch or if your not hungry, we have some specially made drinks all provided from the Capitol," she cried, gesturing us over to a large couch, "We'll get to the Capitol about tomorrow morning. But for now, stay here and wait for Haymitch."


I sat on the comfy couch and took a sip from a glass of whatever it was. It was a taste of... apples... just a mix of various fruit really. Suddenly, the door slid open and caused a large bang. My head snapped up and there stood a drunken Haymitch. Haymitch won the last Quarter Quell (the 50th) and was the first winner for District 12. He gave a mean glare at us and sculled the rest of his drink.


"Hi... I'm Haymitch..." He slurred, "I'm you mentor for the Quarter Quell... blah-blah-blah... where's the drinks?"


Oh god... how the heck did he win the games...

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