SUPERNOVA! she cried, as the world before her exploded into seemingly millions of stars-glowing, waiting for the touch of it's owner. Sitting upright, the woman couldn't pull her eyes from what sat. And she knew it was a horrible trick.
Nova Pete...
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FOGGY EMOTIONS, MOMENTS, EROSION THIS SUPERNOVA COULD CAUSE A COMMOTION.
SUPERNOVA! she cried, as the world before her exploded into seemingly millions of stars—glowing, waiting for the touch of it's owner. Sitting upright, the woman couldn't pull her eyes from what sat. And she knew it was a horrible trick.
Nova Peters, victorious of the sixty-seventh Hunger Games, had never wanted what was brought upon her. She was too innocent, too stubborn for her own good at fifteen years old. She was good. And how good she'd been—a crowd pleaser for her mature figure and confused ways, how stubborn and serious—which had gained her a great amount of sponsors. And in the end, she'd escaped.
Or so she thought.
At sixteen, much like charming victor Finnick Odair, the Capitol sold her innocence. Yes, she was the unity's heart. The victress. The scarring. The political. The mind. She was different, popular.
The five years go by in a blur. She slept with many, bought, sold. But Nova is soon launched back into the games with a pool of victors—reintroduced to people she'd once known, the memories—
And her fears.
TRIGGER WARNINGS
. the following will be enormously detailed throughout the story:
