NIGHTLOCK Part 5: EpilougeEpilogue:NIGHTLOCK Part 5: Epilouge by ~Welcome2TheTeaParty
The Game makers were furious. They had planned everything out so carefully, so perfectly, that the last 4 tributes should have endured the most gruesome death possible. Snow killed them all after our death, to remind others that our crime would not be tolerated. The way we had gone so peacefully went against the Games itself, and he feared it might inspire others to do the same, to rebel. I hoped so. I hoped our deaths were the spark that set fire to the Rebellion. I hope that every last citizen of Panem will fight to end the Games. That's a long way off, though. I wished I could have seen the day the Capitol fell, but I f
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Chapter 19: For The Very Last Time (Bonnie)
I woke up from my last peaceful sleep ever and rolled over. Today was the day. The Games started in just a few hours. From this moment on, I would never stop having nightmares, never be comfortable around people, and always feel like someone was watching me. I could barely touch my breakfast, knowing it was possibly my last meal. I strode toward the underground platform with a shaky step. I really hoped I died before the Games went too far. I just don't think I could live with that kind of fear. Hopefully, I wouldn't have to.
Chapter 20: Avoxes (Clyde)
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Chapter 11: Looks Can Be Deceiving (Bonnie)
I woke with a start, seeing the bright lights before me. The shining, sparkling city that was the Capitol. The citizens of the Capitol were nothing like that of 5. These people, if you could call them that, had bright green skin, or hair the same vivid color of the dress I had seen Effie wear one year at the reaping. These people looked like a rainbow threw up on them, and yet they considered themselves better than us?! It made me sick. Capitol citizens were slaves to trends and fashion, enjoying the pain of thos
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Chapter 7: Accepting Fate (Bonnie)
"Bonnie Parker!" Effie Trinkett reads my name with perfect clarity. I see my next choices flash before my eyes. I could run, I could fight, I could kill myself now, right here in the square. All these choices would be easy. I realize, however, this time I will need to take the hard way out. In a way, Effie and I have always had an unspoken understanding. One day, I would die, and she would get to cry over my "wonderful life that was so tragically cut short." Lies. She hated me. I hated her. She thought that I didn't even deserve to live here as a regular citizen in District 5,
Thankyou MCR*read description first*Thankyou MCR by ~AlexLovesGeeWay
I sit, crying and in the dark, alone...surrounded by shadows, listening to the voices in my head.
My Chemical Romance are done and dusted.
So, what do I do now? Do I smile for their 4 exceptional albums
or...do I cry because that is all there will ever be.
The blood drips,
The skin stings,
The recorded voices
are loud in my head.
I close my eyes,
My tears tasting of salt,
As they collide with my lips,
That are busy quivering,
Sadness has washed over me,
I feel death swallow me whole,
I don't scream,
I don't fight,
But I let it take me.
This is impossible,
and that's when it hits