No Remorse
Chapter One: It Sucks Peaches
Peeta
I hate this part of my job. It sucks peaches. It's been maybe two years since she and I have won the Hunger Games (may it rot in hell). All seems to have faded. I can walk down the street without hovering cameras trailing me like hawks; beggars no longer plead me for food; and to top it all off, I'm back home with my oh-so-grateful mother at the bakery. Joy. To say that I have fallen off the face of the earth would be the understatement of the year. To say that she and I would ever come within a 5 mile radius is the understatement of the century.
Who is she? She is…Katniss Everdeen. The mere thought of her toenail much less her name sends cracker-jacker needles in to my heart – leaves me doubled over, gasping for breath while my heart shrivels up and dies. And yet I love her so. And she took my feelings for granted and used them to her advantage – for show. Strangely enough I harbor no anger towards that angelic soul.
No, my rage is directed to those who made her what she is today: the Capitol. Ninety-eight percent machine in the fleshy shell of her former lovable self. I am almost happy she malfunctioned. At least she's free and the Capitol won't make any more of her for a while.
Katniss (there, I said it. Happy?) used to be my sole reason for living. Her glossy brown hair and glistening, bottomless eyes were the bane of my existence. I loved her with all of my heart for my entire life and I only had her for a few months. Some say it's better to have loved and lost that to have never loved at all. Nay, those fools won't be able to even begin to comprehend the utter, pure agony that rocks through my entire body because of her.
Now…Katniss is all over the news. The Capitol's lap dog gone rabid. In the operating room after we won the Hunger Games (may it rot in hell) the doctors put her under longer than me because…do you really want to know? Alright. They implanted her with super computer technology software in her brain – made her bones lighter than aluminum and stronger than diamonds. Her fingernails, teeth, and toenails (yes, those same toenails that cause my anguish) sharpened to a permanent point. She's the strongest thing in the world – immune to almost all knock-out gasses, she barely need to eat or drink, and kills in the blink of an eye. And it is said that she feels no remorse at all. And the worst? She's with him. Gale.
A/N: I'm really sorry that it's so short, I have certain cut off points that I want to keep to for dramatic and climactic effect. I have, however seen shorter in other authors' works. But that's not the point, I'm getting off topic. I hope you guys liked it. I took a little influence from the Uglies series; yes, I just dipped my toenail into Scott Westerfeld's waters. So that part of Katniss I don't own. In fact, I don't own any characters except those that I made up. Most characters will not be mine and will belong to Suzanne Collins, may we forever bow down to her. This is kind of a sequel to The Hunger Games even though I know that Catching Fire is coming out September 2009. I had a really good idea to write about in my author's note, but I can't remember it, so... I am looking for a beta although I'm usually pretty good at keeping errors to a minimum. Alright, this is a REALLY long A/N so I'm going to wrap this up with the ever-so-loved words: Read and Review!
Enjoy Writing,
RIOTH