The Hunger Games: After Mockingjay: Book 2

This is the squeal to The Hunger Games After Mockingjay.
I don't own The Hunger Games, Suzanne Collins does.
Katniss and Peeta are Mentors now, will they be able to help kids survive or will the kids die because the couldn't be helped?


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I want to apologize for the pregnancy parts because I know little about being pregnant, and I would like to keep it that way for a while. Also updates will become less often because I have to go back to school soon.



Katniss's POV


The victory tour seemed to be pretty boring, nobody was amused by anything we said, but they weren't going to rebel, they know that the peace wouldn't last long if the rebels won. Some crazed Capitalist will end up taking over. In District 6 I saw the faces of Crystal and James. I shot them both with my bow. I plastered a fake smile on my face and grabbed Peeta's hand. Crystal had 3 little sisters and a very ill mother. James had 3 older brothers and a grandpa. I played with the silk on my white, sleeveless dress. Like in every District, a little girl handed Peeta and I flowers.

Every district was the same, talk, kiss, hold flowers, and smile. When it finally came time for the meeting, I was tired and bored. I sit down with all of the other victors. Peeta sits next to me in jeans and a shirt. "Look someone dressed up!" Johanna laughed at my white silky dress with my hunting boots.

"I wouldn't be wearing this if I wasn't attacked by Effie and my prep team." Peeta and Haymitch laughed. I scowled at them both. "Hey, your lucky that your prep team thought you could dress yourself and you," I said pointing at Haymitch. "You are lucky that you girlfriend didn't get you to dress up." I say in a huff. I rub the silk between my thumb and index finger. Paylor and Coin come in and start talking about the games.

"We are here to talk about the games, some of you have mentored them and others have been in them not listening to rules," Coin starts shooting me a look.

"Hiya." I said looking back at her with a smile. She continues with babble about the games and I get annoyed ant stand up putting my hands on the table and say "starting the games again was stupid. I know you really started them to get back at me and I don't see why you haven't killed me yet. You could get you Peace Keepers and shoot me or are you suddenly above killing children, because surely you know I'm pregnant with twins. I'm sure all of Panem knows." I say letting a few gasps fill the air as Coin comes around to me. She stands in front of me for a few seconds before punching me in the mouth.

I fell back from impact and Peeta tries to help me, but Coin says "stay back pretty boy." I stand up and make my way back to my seat as Coin makes her way to hers. I watch blood fall onto my white dress for the rest of the meeting. When we get back on the train Effie screams.

"Katniss! Your dress! Your face!"

"Yeah, yeah. Its blood. My blood." I say waving her off as all of the victors filed in.

"Katniss, why don't you go get cleaned up and Peeta, help her with her face." I rolled my eyes and pulled Peeta to out room.

I got changed into shorts, a shirt, and my hunting boots. Peeta cleaned up my face.

 I walked out and hugged Effie. "Do you like my outfit? I put it on just for you." Effie squirmed out of my arms and left the room. I broke down laughing. I laughed so hard that tears rolled down my face. When I finally stopped Haymitch hit my in the back of my head. "Common Haymitch, you thought it was funny too." He just looks at me. "Fine, I'll go apologize."

By the time Effie excepted my apology it was time for dinner. We went sat down. An attendant came in and said "Katniss Mellark, the phone is for you." I got up and answered the phone.


"Katniss, sweetheart, I'm sorry. Im so sorry." My mother said. Slurring a few of her words.

"Mom? Are you drunk?"

"I had a few drinks, but Prim, she stopped breathing, but she should be okay by the time you get home. She's on the hospital now."

"Will she be okay?"

"She should be okay. There is a slight chance she won't make it, but she should."

"So, what your saying is my daughter could be dead by the time I get home?" I screamed loud enough for all of Panem to hear.

"Well, yes."

"What happened?"

"Well, I had a friend over and we had some drinks. And, uh, well, Prim rolled over, face down on a pillow and stopped breathing." I hung up the phone and walked back in the other room.

"Let's have children, they'll be fine. Please Katniss." I said in a mocking tone as I slapped Peeta in the back of the head.

"What's wrong?"

"Prim-she-she stopped breathing, but she's in the hospital now, she should be okay, but she might die."

I squeaked.

"What?" Peeta asked.

"Please don't make me say it again." I pleaded.


"She rolled over, face down on a pillow and suffocated."


The whole way to twelve I worried about Prim. When we got to twelve I put on a fake smile and waited for the cameras to go away. When they did Peeta and I ran to the hospital. When we got there we had to go through hall after hall.

We finally got to her room a bunch doctors surrounded her. "Hello Mr and Mrs Mellark. Your daughter is fine. She has asthma, she will have to have an inhaler and breathing treatments once a day. We will teach you how to do them." The head doctor said.


13 years later

They taught us how to do her treatments and a few years later we found out that she can't go into the games because of her asthma. Tomorrow is the reaping and nothing is stopping 12 year old Willow and James from going into the games.

Sorry this chapter is short, but I thought cliff hanger. Tell me what you think.

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