Letters to {no} one/// Storm oneshot

To my family,
I know you all miss me, and I know you all are mourning for me, but try to be strong for me. I'm happy, I'm free, I'm flying with the fairies. Everything in the books I read are real. Goblins walk beside me, vampires fly through the night sky, this is everything I could ever ask for. I know I let you down the moment my name was called for the reaping. I fought, and I tried to return home. I wanted to return, but it wasn't meant to be. I was meant to come home in a box prepared for burial, dead, cold, stiff. I watched the funeral as you all mourned for me, but nothing was capable of being done. I was gone, but I'm not gone forever. I still walk with you all each and every day. I never leave your side, and I never will. I protect each and everyone of you. I know it's not much, but it's the best I can do. I'll never walk in my physical form, but if you look hard enough, you may can see my spiritual form dancing beside you, cheering you on in the weakest moments. If you could see what I see now, you wouldn't be mourning, you'd be happy for me. I'm living in my story books. All you have to do is pick them up and read them, and you'll see me. You'll see me with the fairies. You don't have to turn past the page and read farther, but look at them, and a new fairy will be placed in the book. You can see my face with a huge grin spreading from ear to ear. It breaks my heart watching you all cry, and mourn, and I know you are getting better, but it's there. I can see it when I look at you. Please don't mourn me anymore. Please move on. I hated dying in the games, but nothing can change. I know it's painful. I'm sorry for dying, but what else am I supposed to do now? Only one could win. Only one could be crowned victor, and it wasn't going to be me. I couldn't win and return home where every moment of my life would be reminded of the horrible moments in the arena. I've been made whole. I'm free, and I look forward to seeing you all again.

Ma, Pa,
I love you all so much more than any words can say. You brought me into this world, you raised me from the time I was born. You watched me grow from an infant into the fourteen year old I as before I went into the games. You watched me go through life with on worries in the world. You watched me fall, but you didn't leave me down. You picked me up and helped me along the way. You always encouraged me to carry on. You never put me down. You were there for me, and I can never repay it. I can never repay the happiness flowing through me right now. The moment I was reaped, I needed you, and you weren't there for me. You didn't come and say goodbye. You didn't come to see me for the last possible time, and I don't know why. I needed you, but you weren't there. I needed to hear you one last time, yet you didn't show. I waited in the justice building for all the time I had. I waited, but it didn't happen. You have no idea how much it hurt. All those years you said you loved me, but you didn't care enough to say goodbye. I know you no longer had any say in my life, but you could have at least said goodbye. You could have walked into the justice building when I was reaped, but you didn't. You ran away. You were the cowards. I don't know what you felt the moment my life was ended in the arena for all Panem to see, but I hope your last thoughts were of me making you proud. I tried. I really tired, but it wasn't enough, and I'm sorry.

Wes, Stell, Mocking, Fawn,
You all are awesome, and I don't know what I'd do if I never got the chance to say thank you for being amazing. You all cared about me. You helped me understand life. You helped me grow. I couldn't ask for anything better. Wes, you are smart and amazing. You were always there organizing everything. You made sure I was okay. You made sure everyone was okay. Stell, you are the genius. You helped me, and you understood me, you helped me. You didn't judge me for reading books. You helped me through life more than I could ever say thanks. Mick, bro, I always wandered what it was like for you when you did all your stunts. I always wondered if you would be okay, and you always were. I climbed the beanstalk bro, and I wasn't afraid. I wasn't afraid. Fawn, I'm so sorry about Jabber. I'm sorry he died in the games, hell, I'm sorry I died in the games. It was a hard couple years, and I'm sorry about it all.

I hope you all remain strong and keep moving on in life. You are so amazing, and I couldn't thank you all enough for being my family. You loved and cared for me when nobody else would.

Mist,
Mist, we're twins. We'll always be twins. From the moment we both entered the world we shared a bond that nobody would ever understand. You destroyed my books because you wanted me to spend more time with you. You never understood what the books meant to me. I was always reading as I wanted to be the fairy flying freely through the books. I wanted to be a vampire flying through the wind at night. I wanted to be brave and strong, but I wasn't, and the books allowed me to think I was. The last day we spent together before the reaping was amazing. I enjoyed spending time with you. I enjoyed learning about the stars. You helped me so much, and I'm sorry I never understood you. I'm sorry for telling you it would be okay when it wasn't. I'm sorry for everything. I'm sorry. Try to be happy for me. Try to remain strong. Move on without me. Live life without me to the fullest. Don't look back. I want you to be happy. I want us to be happy. Remember Mist, I made a promise I would never leave you, and I will always keep that promise.

Red, Violet,
Red, I'm sorry for the fight we had. I'm sorry I stormed out of the door. I'm sorry I left you hanging in the pit of madness. I'm sorry for it all. All you wanted was to hear the story, and I told you the story as my life fled from my body. I'm sorry I let you down. I never meant to hurt you. I never meant to destroy what held us together slightly. Red, I would love to read another story to you, but I can't. I'm not there. I hate it. I hate not being able to help you. I'm sorry Red. I'm so so so sorry, but it's too late now. I told you the story. I know it's not how you wanted to hear it, but it was told. I'm sorry. Vi, you were so young and innocent. You didn't deserve watching the death of Storm and Jabber. They took us away from you, and I've watched how you changed. I'm sorry Vi. I'm sorry I didn't return home. I'm sorry for everything. I'm so so so sorry. Please forgive me. Please. Please try to be strong. Try to be strong for me. I love you, and I need you to be strong. I'm always there with you. I'll never leave you. I promise I'll always remain by your side. Please be strong for me.

Love,
Storm

To Jim,
Jimmo, bro, bros for life. I'll never forget the day I met you in the training center. Plants, you were complaining about how they were hard, and I tried to help you. I never thought friendships could be made in the arena. You treated me with respect, you cared for me, you showed me what it was okay to make friends. You're my bro, and you'll always be my bro. Thank you for being there. Thank you for fighting along side with me. You fought bravely. You didn't leave my side, even in death. You stayed by my side as my life fled my body. You stayed with me not allowing me to die alone. I don't know what is was like for you watching Beatrice and myself dying in the same fight as well as your district partner. I feel like I let you down, though. Maybe if I had fought stronger, and braver, I would have stayed by your side more. I wasn't strong when you needed me to be. I was broken. You loved her, you cared for her, and we were just bros. Bros forever. Even in death, you showed we were bros. I don't know what to expect. I was afraid of dying, but you made it easier. You helped me. You didn't let me go alone. You buried me in the arena. You had a funeral for me. You and Sticky both. You had a funeral for Beatrice, and me. You both cared. You spoke words. You vowed to fight for my family. You fought well, and I couldn't help you anymore. I let you down. I'm so sorry. I don't deserve to be your bro. I don't deserve the friendship we developed. I knew going into the arena I was going to die, but I didn't want to accept it. I didn't want to make friends because in the end, we'd probably have to turn upon each other, but you became my friend. You showed me it was okay to have friends. Bro, you are amazing. You're the best friend I could ever have. You showed me kindness when you could have killed me. You could have destroyed me so easily, but you didn't. We had our differences, but you didn't care. You taught me it was okay to help someone. You were by my side when nobody else would be. I'm sorry I left you in the arena. I'm sorry I left you alone. I'm sorry, and I don't deserve your forgiveness. I understand if you'll hate me forever. I was weak, Jim. I wasn't strong enough. You were strong. You were brave. You are strong and brave. I never got the chance to tell you how I truly felt, and I'm a coward for it. I'm the lowest of all on earth. I don't deserve your friendship, and I don't deserve to have a bro like you, but you accept me, and I'll never be able to repay you, and I am so sorry for it. I hope you understand. Please forgive me. Please. I need you to forgive me because I don't deserve your friendship anymore. I need you, Jim. I really need you.

Your bro,
Storm

To Siana,
I remember the moment I met you in the training center. We talked about family. You helped me calm down. You told me it would be okay. We didn't chat much, but you made me feel at home. I didn't know what to expect, though, as we were heading into the games. I couldn't trust you, and you couldn't trust me. I talked to you though, and I got to know you, and you were able to learn about me. It didn't matter though once the games started. In the bloodbath, you tried to attack me, but you missed. I don't know why, but it happened. You struck at me. It was a fight for our lives, and you wanted to survive just as much as I did. After the bloodbath, I walked silently through the maze looking for my allies, but they were nowhere to be found. I looked for hours trying to find them hoping they didn't die. When I heard talking in the distance, I didn't run away from it. I was prepared to attack prepared for slaughter. I became a horrible person. I became a murderer. I swung at you, but I didn't know it was you until it was too late. I couldn't take back what I had done. I watched you die by Bea. She was strong, brave. You were brave, and I'm sorry for attacking you. I'm sorry I helped kill you. I never got the chance to apologize. I'm so sorry Siana. I hope you forgive me, and I'll understand if you never do. I just need you to understand. I died, afterwards, and I thought of your last words. They filled my ears, but it wasn't enough to keep me alive. Siana, I shouldn't have talked to anyone in the arena. It only broke my heart, and hurt me watching their faces appear in the sky. I cried when I saw your face, but nothing could take back what had happened. I'm sorry, and I only hope you'll find it in your heart to forgive me.

Storm


To Mantel,
I barely knew you, but we talked before the games. We both didn't want to die, we wanted to fight and hope for survival. I didn't get much of a chance to really know you though. We tried to become friends, but we all knew what would happen the moment the gong sound. It was a fight for survival, and there wasn't room for friendship. I'll never forget raging through you when we jumped in and attacked Siana. You begged us to stop, but we struck her dead. We were out for blood, we were out for murder as we all wanted to return home. I didn't watch anyone betray my friends, but I watched some fall. I watched Siana fall. (I wasn't much of a friend was I?) We went our separate ways in the giant maze only to run into one another again on day three. I watched them kill you. I watched Jim and Bea attack you. You didn't give up though. You kept fighting even though your life was being taken away. You didn't give up, and I admire you. It was horrible watching Bea slice your head clean off your body taking it away. It gave me nightmares as my own life was almost ended that day. Nobody truly has friends in the arena. Nobody knows what they are up against. Nobody understands the pain of attacking people when I would never hurt a fly when I was home. You were one of the bravest people I've ever met especially when looking death in the eye. Watching you fight until the end encouraged me, and I want to thank you for that. I'm sorry I broke the small amount of trust between us, but it was only going to be broke anyway. I'm sorry, and I hope your well wherever you are now.

Storm

To Bea,
You taunted me in the training center laughing at the death of Jabber. You laughed as tears formed in my eyes. I was afraid of you. I couldn't stand up for myself. I wasn't able to do anything, and you were there laughing at me. You treated me like I was nothing. You never showed me any respect. I wanted to be alone, but you never left. It's like you were always following me around. I wanted to run away from you. I wanted to go away, but I couldn't. I wasn't able to. I wasn't able to run around freely like I had wished. I swore I'd stay away from you the moment the games began because I knew you'd kill me the moment you laid eyes on me, but you probed me wrong. When I was running through the maze, after the bloodbath, you were there. You killed Siana, and we damn near killed Kyle. We ran away, and you found us later. We fought together killing those mutts. We destroyed them, and I even killed one of them. (I never thought that was possible.) After the fight we stood below the giant beanstalk, and you taunted me again. You were laughing at me. You tied me to the stupid thing and you painted upon my face. It was then I realized I needed to stand up for myself. I grew a backbone. I wasn't afraid anymore, and you helped me break it. I was ready for survival. I was ready to fight. I was ready. You called me Stormika, and I'll never forget that name. You gave me nightmares carrying around Mantel's head the next day. It was a horrible sight, and I was ready for it to go away. On day four, we fought again. It wasn't enough though. I'll never forget the pain of watching the girl kill you. I'll never forget the pain surging through my body as you fell towards the ground. I wasn't able to save you. I couldn't repay you for everything you had done. You showed me what it was like to be strong, to be brave. You became my hero, but I couldn't save you. It all happened so fast, but Jim killed her. He killed right before I was killed. I never got the chance to thank you for helping me. I enjoyed fighting by your side, but I don't deserve your friendship. I never deserved it. I never deserved friendship from anyone, but you showed me I did. Thank you.

Stormika

To Saffron,
I never talked to you before the games began, and I wish I would have had the chance. I wish I would have been able to get to know you, and it's something I honestly regret. I didn't even get the chance to know your name. It wasn't until the arena I met you. I guess it was easier not knowing your name as you attacked me. You lit my skin on fire as the flames rose high above my body. It was pain I'll never forget. I thought, I knew, I was going to die. You stood behind your friend as she sliced through my arm severing it completely from my body. It was pain I'll never forget. The only thing I could think of was how much I hated you, and her, and how much I wanted you both dead. (Everyone wanted each other dead.) I didn't want anything to do with you. I wanted to be the one to kill you. I wanted to sever your arm from your body. I wanted to break your bones as you broke mine. I wanted to make you suffer. I wanted you to die. The feeling was mutual as you wanted me to die. (We all wanted each other to die.) The only thing flying before my eyes was hatred as you taunted me in my sleep. You helped her, and I helped them. I thought of you as a coward. I hated you. I hated everything about you. I hated your friends, and I'm sure you hated my friends as well. The next day we fought again. I was weak, and wasn't able to fight strong enough. I wasn't brave enough. I wasn't able to stand above the ground. I was weak, and you were strong. I was the weakest one of them all fighting with a disadvantage as your friend hacked away at my body slowly ending my life. I didn't want to attack you, or her or anyone, but I had to. I didn't want to die. You lunged at me as I severed her leg off her body. You wanted me to die. You wanted my life to be ended. (I wasn't ready to die.) Your other friend killed Bea. She killed her in cold blood! She never did anything wrong. She wasn't deserving of that, and I could have ran away, but I didn't. I was broken unable to stand by myself. We killed your friend. We made sure she died, and you all made sure I died. I fell before you. I as weak. You were stronger. You were braver.

Time has passed from the games. You won, and I don't know what it's like living knowing others died for your survival. I don't know what it's like, and I'll never know what it's like. My life was ended, I was set free, and I want to apologize to you. I'm sorry for ever hating you. I'm sorry for wanting you dead. You had to do it. You had to kill me, and everyone else. I'm sorry for trying to destroy your friends, but I had to. I forgive you for attacking me because you had to. I don't know if you wanted to, but you had to. I know it's not much, but I wish you well. I hope you can live your life to the fullest. I hope everyday grows easier for you. I hope you can return to almost normal. I understand it may never be back to what it was before the games. I want you to be strong because you were strong in the games. Be be brave Saffron, be brave.

Storm

Narration 4C4361
Thoughts A091AE
Hearing 80779B
Speech A3A3D0
Other DECDD1

OOC: Credit for this lovely header goes to Shrimp <3