dearlyfantastical5511:

The official first chapter to a one shot I had written a few months back. I decided to write it into a multiple chapter story. This is a snippet of the first chapter. The links on where to find it are at the bottom. 
Hope you enjoy! :)
Chapter One:
World Was On Fire
  Getting situated wasn’t a problem. I had done this job long enough that pretending to be someone else was my second nature. Sometimes I didn’t even know who I was anymore until the night terrors brought me back to the painful reality of who I was. Katniss Everdeen the orphaned assassin.
  Walking into the small hotel that I’d be staying in for the next few days was beautiful. It wasn’t one of more extravegent but more of the modest ones, but none the less was still beautiful. It actually suited my personal taste.
  The small room was painted a light ocean blue with a full sized bed a desk and a small balcony at the far end of the room. I quickly placed my belongings in the small closet to my right only keeping my messenger bag that held my laptop.
  Quietly and quickly I made my way to the desk and unloaded my bag. I pulled out my PANEM issued laptop and opened it to find a window with Agent Abernathy appearing on the screen.
  “How does he do that?” I questioned myself as I stared back at the screen.
  Agent Haymitch always had a knack for video calling right at the moment I opened or turned on the laptop. After four years of working with him I still couldn’t get accoustomed to it. I shook my head with a ghost of a smile creeping across my face. Letting out a sigh I pressed the green button connecting the call and immediately dropped the smile.
  “Well, Sweetheart took you long enough.” His voice rang with its ever present arrogance tone laced throughout every word. It took every last ounce of patience to suppress the urge to roll my eyes at my commander.
  “I just sent you the where abouts of the target. Commander Plutarch Heavensbee expects this to be done within the week.” He pulled out his flask and poured the contents into his steaming coffee mug.
  “Should be done within the next few days. I went over the file and don’t expect to be here long. He may be the best but that’s in Russia.” I said as I pulled out the file I had glanced over.
  I tried to keep myself detached from the intended target. I only needed to know the specifics. Such as what to expect as in combat and weaponary. The less I knew about the targets life the better. My voice was void of emotions as continued.
  “I haven’t come across anyone I couldn’t execute.”
  Agent Abernathy looked at me with his usual stoic expression but his light blue eyes held a glint I hadn’t seen before. Something other than glazed drunk haze filled his eyes and for the first time I took intrigue into Agent Haymitch. In all years of working with him he’d never shown any other kind of emotion beside annoyance.
  “Good to hear Sweetheart, but don’t get to cocky. Could wind up dead. I had Agent Trinket place some other files in your bag. Read them. Stay alive. Call when it’s done.” His eyes continued stare at me as if he was trying to communicate something silently.
  I would have usually found his words annoyaning but at the moment I was to focused on scrutinizing my superior curiously. I wanted to know what the man was getting at but for the life of me couldn’t come to any conclusions. Not only because the drunken idoit was good at his job, but also because Agent Abernathy picked up his coffee mug gesturing a farewell and ended the call…..
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dearlyfantastical5511:

The official first chapter to a one shot I had written a few months back. I decided to write it into a multiple chapter story. This is a snippet of the first chapter. The links on where to find it are at the bottom. 

Hope you enjoy! :)

Chapter One:

World Was On Fire

  Getting situated wasn’t a problem. I had done this job long enough that pretending to be someone else was my second nature. Sometimes I didn’t even know who I was anymore until the night terrors brought me back to the painful reality of who I was. Katniss Everdeen the orphaned assassin.

  Walking into the small hotel that I’d be staying in for the next few days was beautiful. It wasn’t one of more extravegent but more of the modest ones, but none the less was still beautiful. It actually suited my personal taste.

  The small room was painted a light ocean blue with a full sized bed a desk and a small balcony at the far end of the room. I quickly placed my belongings in the small closet to my right only keeping my messenger bag that held my laptop.

  Quietly and quickly I made my way to the desk and unloaded my bag. I pulled out my PANEM issued laptop and opened it to find a window with Agent Abernathy appearing on the screen.

  “How does he do that?” I questioned myself as I stared back at the screen.

  Agent Haymitch always had a knack for video calling right at the moment I opened or turned on the laptop. After four years of working with him I still couldn’t get accoustomed to it. I shook my head with a ghost of a smile creeping across my face. Letting out a sigh I pressed the green button connecting the call and immediately dropped the smile.

  “Well, Sweetheart took you long enough.” His voice rang with its ever present arrogance tone laced throughout every word. It took every last ounce of patience to suppress the urge to roll my eyes at my commander.

  “I just sent you the where abouts of the target. Commander Plutarch Heavensbee expects this to be done within the week.” He pulled out his flask and poured the contents into his steaming coffee mug.

  “Should be done within the next few days. I went over the file and don’t expect to be here long. He may be the best but that’s in Russia.” I said as I pulled out the file I had glanced over.

  I tried to keep myself detached from the intended target. I only needed to know the specifics. Such as what to expect as in combat and weaponary. The less I knew about the targets life the better. My voice was void of emotions as continued.

  “I haven’t come across anyone I couldn’t execute.”

  Agent Abernathy looked at me with his usual stoic expression but his light blue eyes held a glint I hadn’t seen before. Something other than glazed drunk haze filled his eyes and for the first time I took intrigue into Agent Haymitch. In all years of working with him he’d never shown any other kind of emotion beside annoyance.

  “Good to hear Sweetheart, but don’t get to cocky. Could wind up dead. I had Agent Trinket place some other files in your bag. Read them. Stay alive. Call when it’s done.” His eyes continued stare at me as if he was trying to communicate something silently.

  I would have usually found his words annoyaning but at the moment I was to focused on scrutinizing my superior curiously. I wanted to know what the man was getting at but for the life of me couldn’t come to any conclusions. Not only because the drunken idoit was good at his job, but also because Agent Abernathy picked up his coffee mug gesturing a farewell and ended the call…..

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The official first chapter to a one shot I had written a few months back. I decided to write it into a multiple chapter story. This is a snippet of the first chapter. The links on where to find it are at the bottom. 
Hope you enjoy! :)

Chapter One:
World Was On Fire
  Getting situated wasn’t a problem. I had done this job long enough that pretending to be someone else was my second nature. Sometimes I didn’t even know who I was anymore until the night terrors brought me back to the painful reality of who I was. Katniss Everdeen the orphaned assassin.
  Walking into the small hotel that I’d be staying in for the next few days was beautiful. It wasn’t one of more extravegent but more of the modest ones, but none the less was still beautiful. It actually suited my personal taste.
  The small room was painted a light ocean blue with a full sized bed a desk and a small balcony at the far end of the room. I quickly placed my belongings in the small closet to my right only keeping my messenger bag that held my laptop.
  Quietly and quickly I made my way to the desk and unloaded my bag. I pulled out my PANEM issued laptop and opened it to find a window with Agent Abernathy appearing on the screen.
  “How does he do that?” I questioned myself as I stared back at the screen.
  Agent Haymitch always had a knack for video calling right at the moment I opened or turned on the laptop. After four years of working with him I still couldn’t get accoustomed to it. I shook my head with a ghost of a smile creeping across my face. Letting out a sigh I pressed the green button connecting the call and immediately dropped the smile.
  “Well, Sweetheart took you long enough.” His voice rang with its ever present arrogance tone laced throughout every word. It took every last ounce of patience to suppress the urge to roll my eyes at my commander.
  “I just sent you the where abouts of the target. Commander Plutarch Heavensbee expects this to be done within the week.” He pulled out his flask and poured the contents into his steaming coffee mug.
  “Should be done within the next few days. I went over the file and don’t expect to be here long. He may be the best but that’s in Russia.” I said as I pulled out the file I had glanced over.
  I tried to keep myself detached from the intended target. I only needed to know the specifics. Such as what to expect as in combat and weaponary. The less I knew about the targets life the better. My voice was void of emotions as continued.
  “I haven’t come across anyone I couldn’t execute.”
  Agent Abernathy looked at me with his usual stoic expression but his light blue eyes held a glint I hadn’t seen before. Something other than glazed drunk haze filled his eyes and for the first time I took intrigue into Agent Haymitch. In all years of working with him he’d never shown any other kind of emotion beside annoyance.
  “Good to hear Sweetheart, but don’t get to cocky. Could wind up dead. I had Agent Trinket place some other files in your bag. Read them. Stay alive. Call when it’s done.” His eyes continued stare at me as if he was trying to communicate something silently.

  I would have usually found his words annoyaning but at the moment I was to focused on scrutinizing my superior curiously. I wanted to know what the man was getting at but for the life of me couldn’t come to any conclusions. Not only because the drunken idoit was good at his job, but also because Agent Abernathy picked up his coffee mug gesturing a farewell and ended the call…..

Read More 
AO3
FanFiction

The official first chapter to a one shot I had written a few months back. I decided to write it into a multiple chapter story. This is a snippet of the first chapter. The links on where to find it are at the bottom. 

Hope you enjoy! :)

Chapter One:

World Was On Fire

  Getting situated wasn’t a problem. I had done this job long enough that pretending to be someone else was my second nature. Sometimes I didn’t even know who I was anymore until the night terrors brought me back to the painful reality of who I was. Katniss Everdeen the orphaned assassin.

  Walking into the small hotel that I’d be staying in for the next few days was beautiful. It wasn’t one of more extravegent but more of the modest ones, but none the less was still beautiful. It actually suited my personal taste.

  The small room was painted a light ocean blue with a full sized bed a desk and a small balcony at the far end of the room. I quickly placed my belongings in the small closet to my right only keeping my messenger bag that held my laptop.

  Quietly and quickly I made my way to the desk and unloaded my bag. I pulled out my PANEM issued laptop and opened it to find a window with Agent Abernathy appearing on the screen.

  “How does he do that?” I questioned myself as I stared back at the screen.

  Agent Haymitch always had a knack for video calling right at the moment I opened or turned on the laptop. After four years of working with him I still couldn’t get accoustomed to it. I shook my head with a ghost of a smile creeping across my face. Letting out a sigh I pressed the green button connecting the call and immediately dropped the smile.

  “Well, Sweetheart took you long enough.” His voice rang with its ever present arrogance tone laced throughout every word. It took every last ounce of patience to suppress the urge to roll my eyes at my commander.

  “I just sent you the where abouts of the target. Commander Plutarch Heavensbee expects this to be done within the week.” He pulled out his flask and poured the contents into his steaming coffee mug.

  “Should be done within the next few days. I went over the file and don’t expect to be here long. He may be the best but that’s in Russia.” I said as I pulled out the file I had glanced over.

  I tried to keep myself detached from the intended target. I only needed to know the specifics. Such as what to expect as in combat and weaponary. The less I knew about the targets life the better. My voice was void of emotions as continued.

  “I haven’t come across anyone I couldn’t execute.”

  Agent Abernathy looked at me with his usual stoic expression but his light blue eyes held a glint I hadn’t seen before. Something other than glazed drunk haze filled his eyes and for the first time I took intrigue into Agent Haymitch. In all years of working with him he’d never shown any other kind of emotion beside annoyance.

  “Good to hear Sweetheart, but don’t get to cocky. Could wind up dead. I had Agent Trinket place some other files in your bag. Read them. Stay alive. Call when it’s done.” His eyes continued stare at me as if he was trying to communicate something silently.

  I would have usually found his words annoyaning but at the moment I was to focused on scrutinizing my superior curiously. I wanted to know what the man was getting at but for the life of me couldn’t come to any conclusions. Not only because the drunken idoit was good at his job, but also because Agent Abernathy picked up his coffee mug gesturing a farewell and ended the call…..

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I don’t know why people hate Malia. I love her!! I also really enjoy her and Stiles together! I am also going to say that I am a fan of Stydia as well! I LOVE Lydia! I just hate that people think you have to pick between Stalia & Stydia! I could go for Stiles, Lydia, and Malia all together. No hate just a bunch of lovin! So, in other words I totally ship both Stalia and Stydia but if I could have Stalydia(I don’t think it’s a ship name but idc) I’d totally take that!! ;)

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kaonashizen:

bleu:

look , i literally can’t stress how cute this deleted parks and rec scene is and im about to lose my fucking shit.

Im in love with Chris Pratt

I’m so lucky!! He literally reminds me of my hubby!!! That is something he has done for me on more than few occasions!!

(Source: bleu, via rustypolished)

awww this is my life chris pratt hubby

I’m outraged by what is happening in Ferguson. We are in the year 2014 and shouldn’t be dealing with racism anymore. This should be behind us as human beings, but sadly it isn’t. This kid who was just about to start his life shouldn’t have been killed. Even if what some of the media is saying that he robbed a convenient store 10 minutes prior to his death, is correct. Then he should have been arrested not shot down and killed. I’m disgusted with how everything is being handled in Ferguson. I might not be the same race as Mike Brown  but I am a person of color. I am hispanic. What bothers me is that some people when they read this will think that I only care because I’m a person of color, and not because what has happened and happening in Ferguson is morally wrong. I will say this now. I care because it was wrong to kill a KID! I would still care even if I was a different race because I have morals and know right from wrong. 

So, people wake up and smell the freaking roses! Inform yourselves on what is happening in Ferguson. This needs to stop! Racism needs to stop! 

ferguson mike brown i am disgusted this is so wrong justice where it's due people wake up open your eyes and see we are all human color shouldn't matter