Heylo, bambinos, its Hestia! This is yes, I know, ridiculously short, but this was a chapter off a short story I've been posting on my Instagram blog ( thelandofmisfitfandoms), so its expected to be short, if there a good responses to this, I will post the next six super short chapters and then get back on track with proper length ones, I promise :)

Anyways, Happy reading!

It is not a fine year to be the daughter of the late President's right hand man.

It's not a fine year at all.

Because this year, this day, I am sent off to die.

Just last Fall, the rebels charged the Capitol, killed President Snow, and handed me my death on a silver platter.

A symbolic gesture, they say. One last game. One last victor. Of course, in their own twisted sense of humor, we are to be covered on live television. We'll be provided with mentors, sponsors, interviews, the lot. A sick, twisted joke.

The Mockingjay they call her.

The savior of the districts, the bane of the Capitol.

She put on quite a show in her games. Kisses, love, the entire package. But it was obvious. In her eyes, that is. She wanted to survive. She wanted to survive without the burden of a death of someone who loved her. Logical. Cold, even. But it is a fact, no one untainted ever leaves the games. It is the reason why I am predicted on to win. Because I am unfeeling. Because I am ice.

The Capitol favorite will be Lucinda-Marie, of course. The President's grandchild. Still waddling after him like lost ducks, they are.

I was once devoted to him as well. But that was before he blew my parents sky-high.

My posture straightens with resolve. I walk up the stage as the woman announces my name. I look straight ahead. Not turning when Snow's little girl comes in next to me.

The world is watching for one last time. And so I look straight into the camera and send a silent message to Panem.

I will burn. I will burn, and will take them with me.

So I've explained its length up there, so I don't have much to say, but you should check out my series of pjo one shots :D

Anyways, if you've read this far without leaving, I love you so much, and I won't offer you guys virtual cookies because I know it just makes you hungrier.