End Of The Hunger Games Catching Fire Novels & Stories

I gasped. His smile was broken, sad. “Now you see.” And then he lifted his hands. The earth split open at his feet. From the chasm, black flame erupted, swallowing the last of his army, devouring the clearing, racing toward Kael and me. I grabbed Kael, dragging him up, staggering under his weight. “Stay with me,” I begged. “Please—please.” But the fire was faster. It closed in, a wave of death and ruin. And as it reached us—

"No one leaves. Everyone stays. Until that fire burns out. Until those bodies turn to ashes. Everyone watches." The crowd freezes. Bodies locked in place. No one can move. No one can run. No one can look away. I hold my boys tighter. Zev is crying against my chest. Lucan is staring at the fire with wide eyes. I try to shield them. Turn their faces away. Cover their ears. But they see. They hear. The fire burns. The bodies turn to ash. The crowd watches. I watch. Kael watches. The sun sets. The fire dies. The night comes.

"I will protect the two of you! Just stay here and don't worry." She nodded, clutching her son tightly. Frank barked orders to the guards and ran to join the Alpha. Outside was chaos. Suffocating thick grey smoke filled the air making sight and breathing impossible. Tables were upturned and people were screaming and running in every direction. The beast opened its jaws and exhaled. A wave of molten heat rushed out and he saw flesh been melted from the bones of dozens of people. One the council elders, Gale, was caught in the fire, his body turned black before collapsing into ash.

"Their leader—I saw her. A woman, dark-haired, beautiful. She's not here." "Lilith?" "Not Lilith. Someone else. Someone working for her." Caspian's voice was grim. "This feels like a probe. Like they're testing us." Lena's blood ran cold. "Then this is just a distraction." "A distraction from what?" --- The answer came too fast. Fire. Behind them, the camp erupted in flames. Lena spun, her heart stopping. The shelters—the hybrid cabins—the *children*—all of it burning. Orange and red consumed the homes they'd worked so hard to build. Black smoke rose against the darkening sky. And through it all, she could hear screaming.

His body was charred by the fire. I pulled him into my arms. ​"Lucas! Look at me! We won!" I began to shake him. ​Lucas slowly opened his eyes. His irises were now a pale grey. He grabbed my hand. "Sophia... the gas... if it mixes with the air, everyone will die... you... you have to seal it..." ​"How?" I panted.

Running is not an option because it has been tried before and those who ran were always caught and killed. "Mother I am very aware of this. I know that you are all concerned in your way for me and I thank you for that. I will say that I know that there are many possibilities of what could happen to me, but I am tired of worrying over something that I have no control over. I wanted to enjoy the little bit of time that I had left. I have heard from the leaders of the village that this year there is only going to be one hundred males and females for the reaping, and out of that one hundred, only Michael is from this village. That means that most likely I will never be coming back here." I hear

I raise remains into the air, and drop them as people are trying to run away. Everyone around is screaming and running in fear. I raise my other hand; I watch as fire extends from my fingers, I smirk, I throw the fire towards all the buildings engulfing them in flames. Charles is laughing in amazement, as the town starts to burn. We quickly run towards the gate, passing through, we close it and place a boulder in front of it, sealing their fate.

He noticed she smiled unconsciously and moved closer to it. He was happy observing her, but suddenly she snuggled even closer to the fire and placed her arm above the pit. He tried to scream but no sound came out, he moved his feet yet still couldn’t move. The fire rose and took over her still sleeping body. Then, the flames made their way towards him as if someone had left a trail of rum straight into his spot and the fire was coursing the flammable line. When it reached him, the blazes rose higher like a curtain of chaos that lit the path between them.

I snapped my fingers and let the black flames consume me. ***