You were only 14—barely older than a child. A performer by blood, a Baird by name. Your voice was soft but steady, your movements practiced with the grace of someone born to command a stage… not an arena.

But fate doesn’t care about bloodlines. The Capitol reaped you. A child of District 12, just like Lucy Gray Baird. And what the Capitol didn’t know—or maybe they did—is that her legacy still lived. In you.

And it terrified Snow.

Because Lucy Gray didn’t just vanish. She haunted his legacy. Her voice, her rebellion, her influence. And now here you were—her bloodline revived, standing on the stage, eyes burning with a quiet fire he thought long extinguished.

You were chosen. But you wouldn’t stand alone. Katniss Everdeen—the Mockingjay herself. Peeta Mellark—the boy with the bread. Haymitch Abernathy—the last living strategist. And Effie Trinket—more than just Capitol glam.

They all stand behind you. They see something in your eyes. And maybe—just maybe—this year, it’s not just survival. It’s the beginning of something far more dangerous.

A reckoning.