Disclaimer: I know these have been done already, role reversals; Peeta going to the District 13, while Katniss gets captured by the Capitol, and then the Capitol falls. This is my take on Katniss being held by the Capitol; just know that this will be a very dark tale. A lot torture happens before Katniss and the other women are rescued. You have been warned, if you are not easily put off by torture then read on; if not, turn back now and read either Just A Kiss, or Rise of the Falcon and the Mockingjay because it will be a dark journey before the happy ending.

Where am I? I think.

For some strange reason I can see myself, as if I'm watching from outside my body.

So this is what they call an "out of body experience," it's much creepier than what I expected. I think.

The scene that plays before me is the last moments of the Third Quarter Quell, when I destroyed the arena. I let the arrow fly just as the lightning strikes the tree. I can see Finnick running, screaming for get me away from the tree. I can see Beetee lying unconscious on the ground near the tree, and for a second I thought I saw Peeta.

Was it Peeta? Or was it Johanna? I ask myself.

Whoever it was, I see them come walking up behind Finnick. I feel the concussive blast of the lightning striking the tree and I'm sent flying. I feel my body as it hits the ground and bounces into the brush.

Strange. I've experienced it lord knows how many seconds, minutes, hours, days, or weeks ago and I can still feel the force of the lightning strike, the force of my body hitting the ground even now that I'm watching the event play out in my MIND! I think.

"ARGH!" I scream.

Whatever I was thinking, or dreaming about is forgotten as the blinding pain shoots through my body. The pain last only a minute, and then I have control of my body, or until I feel that horrible pain shoot through my body again. My vision is starting to clear when I see that signature white flower. My next reaction is to get up and run, but my hands and feet are restrained to a chair. I feel the pain go shooting through my body again.

"ARGH!" I scream again.

"My dear Miss Everdeen. It's my pleasure to see you again." President Snow said.

I feel something touch my chest, and I feel that shooting pain coursing through my body again. My screams echo throughout the prison. I hear a voice in another room, adjacent to mine, screaming for them to stop torturing me.

So this is torture? Everything that I experienced up to this point couldn't have prepared me for this. I think.

"Will some please tell Miss. Mason to keep her voice down, and to save her strength? She is going to be next." President Snow said.

So Johanna is here with me. I wonder who else is here with me. I think.

Somehow Snow could read my expression. He waved the torturer off, and began to speak.

"We abducted Miss. Cresta from District 4 while you were in the arena. You already know who is right next door." He said.

I look down at my chest and I saw scorch marks from where two rods had made contact with my chest. I can see that the rods had charred my skin, leaving black rings where they had made contact with my chest. I can feel despair coursing through my body, and President Snow picked up on it.

"We're not going kill you, Miss. Everdeen." He said.

I look at Snow and pulled a page out of his book.

"Oh come now President Snow, I thought we promised not to lie to each other." I say, with stark defiance written across my face.

"Well play, Miss. Everdeen. Well played indeed." He said. "You've cause me a lot of problems since you pulled out those berries. Think of this as karma; for all the trouble you had caused."

"I caused?" I scoffed. "I never asked for any of this. I just wanted to keep my sister safe."

"And what of Peeta? Where does Mr. Mellark fit into the grand scheme of the past year?" Snow asked.

"Peeta's death wasn't going to be on my conscious." I spit at him.

"Just think though, if you had killed him you wouldn't be here now." He said.

"Oh no, if I had killed Peeta I would still be your slave. It's just now my family is out of your reach." I say venomously.

I scream again as I feel the same shooting coursing through my body, but it was coming from the chair. They must have hooked some kind of system for the current to flow through the chair, and into my body. A few seconds later the pain stops, and now I can hear Annie screaming from her cell.

"Save your anger, it will do you no good." President Snow said.

"Afraid that I'm going to escape and murder you in your sleep. I'd think you would encourage my anger, to prove my impotence in situation." I say sarcastically.

"How did you know that you family was out of harms reach?" Snow asked.

"Because you just jumped right into torturing me, instead of making threat to my family's life." I say, spitting blood onto one of Snow's shoes.

I feel the pain coursing through my body again; I try to scream but no sound comes out. At least nothing that resembles a scream, it was more like strangled gasps. I watch as Snow bends over and wipes the blood off of his shoe. He waves off my torturer, and allows me to catch my breath.

"I'm afraid no one will be coming to save you. It seems that the rebels got out who they could, but left you and Miss. Mason behind." He said.

At least Peeta safe. I think.

"I heard that Peeta was killed." He said, as if reading my mind.

"You want to try that again, sound a little more convincing." I say sarcastically.

From the next room I can hear Johanna cackling at my witty retort.

Haymitch would be proud. I think.

"I like your spirit Miss. Everdeen, but how long will it last. You're my prisoner until I see no further use in keeping you alive." He said.

"Don't waste too much time. The longer you keep me alive, the hard it will be for you to kill me. And then sooner, or later the rebels will come for me." I say.

President Snow signaled to another one of my torturers and the ready the rods. I can see Snow rise, and make his way over to the door.

"Just so you know Miss. Everdeen, you will tell me everything you know." He said.

"Again with the lies, seriously! The only reason I'm still alive is because you want me to suffer before I die." I say.

Just as the rods were close to touching my body, I can feel my skin begin to tingle, ache, and burn; then the man made contact with my chest. I see President Snow exit my prison cell. All throughout the prison my unending screams could be heard. My screaming was starting to affect my cohorts; Johanna was starting to get angry at my being tortured, and pity also. Annie was starting to have another mental episode. All I can think about is the electricity coursing through my body, and then everything fades to black.

When I come to I'm in my cell, and I can hear someone talking to me.

"Katniss!" A woman says my name.

"Yeah, Johanna." I say, groggily.

"How are you doing?" Johanna asked.

I'm not sure how to answer that question. I look at my body, and I can see that most of the damage from the torture has been healed, except for the scars. I have a splitting head ache that is downright painful.

"Other than the splitting headache I'm fine, how are you?" I ask.

"I saw a little action, but they spent most of their time working you over." Johanna said.

"I'm touched, did they ask for my autograph?" I ask.

"How would I know?" Johanna asked, chuckling.

"I blacked out." I said.

"Fair point." Johanna said.

"How's Annie doing?" I asked.

"She was already a head case before coming here, and now it's only going to get worse." She said.

"Poor girl." I say.

"Why is she the poor girl? You're know Snow has a special place for you in his heart." She said.

"And here I thought President Snow hated us all equally. Johanna are you going soft on me?" I ask.

"Shut up." She says, with a chuckle.

"You don't have to tell me twice. I knew that back when I looked him in his eyes after Peeta and I were crowned victors. I wonder now who really won that year, Peeta or me?" I ask.

"That's a tough one." Johana says.

"I'm guessing since I'm still here, I'm the loser." I say.

"Not necessarily." Johanna said.

"That's not what I meant, and you know it. I know Peeta would have never made it out of that arena alive without me, but the mouth piece of the revolution is Peeta, and I'm just a blunt instrument. Not only that, all the victors were fighting to keep Peeta alive and not me." I say.

Before Johanna could respond to my accusation, I hear the door to Annie's cell opening and shutting, and then the door to my cell opened. I see three men come in to take me away for my next round of torture.

"Hello boys. It's so nice to see you again." I say sarcastically.

"It won't be nice when we're done with you." The first man said.

"Reow! If there are restraints involved, can I have a safe word?" I ask.

I hear Johanna cackling again, and I thought I might of heard Annie giggle.

"Yeah, shut up!" The second man shouted, and then punched me in my face knocking me out.

When I come to I feel that my arms and legs are tied to a chair, and I can feel a cloth sitting in my lap. I start to lift head and let my eyes adjust to the sudden brightness after being unconscious. The next thing I see is somebody stepping forward to pick the cloth up off her lap. I heard them wet the rag, as somebody else was speaking.

"This is a new technique that were saw in some old history books." The man said.

I felt somebody wrap the damp rag around my face, and then tilt my chair back. I can feel my pulse start to race, and my breath becoming ragged. Then I feel water being poured on my face, and my breathing is immediately affected. I can't breathe, and on a few occasions I feel water go down my windpipe. After a couple of seconds my chair is back on all fours, and the rag is removed from my face. I immediately hunch over and start coughing up water. I'm coughing for a good minute or two. When I feel I had clear as much water out as I could, even though I still feel some water in my chest, one of the men starts to wrap my face back up with the rag, when somebody else comes busting into the room.

"What are you idiots doing?!" The new person shouted at them.

Somebodies been a bad boy. I think, still cough up water.

"We were instructed to…" One of the men started to say.

"You were supposed to torture her, but this technique is guaranteed to kill her long before the president desires her death!" The man shouted.

"I'm touched." I say sarcastically.

"Don't be so cocky. We have many ways of causing you great pain." The man said.

"And I'm sure I will see them all." I say, with a sly grin.

"Take her to the med center and clean her up." The man said.

They release my restraints, and then we're walking over to the med center. While I'm walking to the center, another bout of cough flairs up; I'm coughing so hard they have to sedate me to clear the rest of the water from my lungs. When I come to again, I'm in my cell.

"What did they do to you?" Johanna asked.

"Why?" I ask.

"We heard them from here, and they were concerned that it might kill you." Annie said. "Wait did the try that technique with the wet rag?"

"Yeah, why? Did they use it on you, too?" I ask.

"Yes. It's supposed to simulate drowning." Annie said.

"You would know that seeing as how you are from District 4." Johanna said.

"What do you think they will do to us next?" Annie asked.

"This is the Capitol, they created the Hunger Games; what do you think?" Johanna asked.

"That's something I don't want to think about." Annie said.

"Save you strength, Annie. Who knows when these guys will come again?" I say.