Hey guys! So my last story about Katniss and Peeta got a lot of reviews and I decided that's the pair I am best at writing so I am going to start another story about them. This will go from the end of Catching Fire through Mockingjay. In this story, the roles are reversed and Katniss was the one captured by the Capital when the arena exploded. I am going to start it in Katniss's POV but might add Peeta in there too so that we know what's going on in District 13. Anyway, tell me what you think! Any reviews will get a response at the end of the next chapter so if you have questions, comments, criticism, ideas, leave it in a review please! Hope you enjoy the first chapter!

Remember who the enemy is.

I finally put the pieces together. The enemy is not the other tributes. The enemy is the force that everyone in Panem has been trying to rebel against for months. The force that has deprived us of food for 75 years, that has pitted our districts against each other, that has sent hundreds of innocent kids to their deaths.

The enemy is the Capital.

That is who I need to take down.

I quickly coil the shimmering thread around an arrow, knowing that I don't have much time. It takes me a minute to locate a chink in the force field but when I do, I aim my arrow directly at it. I look up at the darkening sky, watching the clouds swirl around the lightning tree. The bolt is getting ready to strike, but I am ready. When it does, I let the arrow fly.

I feel the explosion blow me backwards and I land on my back on the ground. I can't hear anything and I can't move. I am paralyzed. Then I see the hovercraft approaching. There's nothing I can do so I just lay there, watching the metal claw descend through the scorching trees and smoke until it closes gently around my body.

As I am lifted up, I slowly lose consciousness...

I wake with a start, strapped to a hospital bed. For a moment I am relieved that I am safe. But then I start to panic. What happened in that arena after I blew up the force field? What did I do to the other tributes? But the most important question is this: Where is Peeta?

If he died in that arena, then my whole plan will be for nothing. The goal was to get him out and I can only hope that Haymitch kept his word and succeeded in keeping Peeta alive. But I won't know until someone comes into my room.

I don't know where I got the notion that I was safe here but it completely evaporates when President Snow walks through the door.

"Hello Miss Everdeen." he says coolly.

Fear shoots through my body and all I can think about is who else he might have captured, who else might be dead now because I had to let that arrow go.

"I have to admit, your little trick with that arrow took us completely by surprise. It was a well devised plan."

"Who else do you have?" I ask him, trying to hide the fear from peeking in through my voice.

He chuckles, "Now if I told you that, you would know who you needed to protect. And we can't let you do any more damage."

I should have known he wasn't going to tell me about Peeta. He is too sadistic to ever give me that satisfaction. "Protect?" I ask, a little puzzled.

"You know what I'm talking about Miss Everdeen. I know you tributes had your own plan against us. I just didn't expect it to work out so well. And I intend to put a stop to it by any means necessary." he says, his polite tone, slowly growing angrier.

I give him a confused look. If this was something the other tributes had worked out, they had certainly left me out of it. I have a feeling that President Snow won't be too pleased to hear this so I play dumb.

"I don't know what you're talking about." I say.

"I don't believe you. But don't worry, we have ways of making you talk. You and your fellow tributes." he says with a sly grin before standing up and leaving the room.

The thought sends a shiver up my spine. I don't even want to think about the methods of torture I am sure he is going to employ. I think about what he said about the other tributes having a plan. I know that I wasn't a part of any plan but then I think of Beetee who was passed out with that thread wrapped around his knife. He was trying to do the same thing I ended up doing. Maybe that wasn't something he though of in the moment, maybe that was planned all along. I remember Finnick making sure that Peeta was always safe in the arena and slowly start to grow suspicious that there was something going on that I wasn't a part of. That thought makes me angry but also a little scared for the others. If Snow has them in his grasp and they actually have rebel information, who knows what he will do to get it out of them.

I feel tears start to prickle my eyes as I imagine Peeta being tortured for information I'm sure he doesn't have. I quickly wipe them away and try to calm myself down. This is what Snow wants. I can't think about Peeta until I know for sure that President Snow doesn't have him. I don't know where else he would be but if the rebels had a plan to get out of the arena then they must have had a plan of where to go after. I can only hope that's where Peeta is. It's slim, but I have to hold onto it.

Eventually someone comes to get me from my hospital bed. I am handcuffed and led to a small cell. It is made entirely of concrete and is completely bare except for a cot in the corner of the room. There are no windows. The guard takes off my handcuffs and leaves, shutting the door behind him, leaving me alone. I can feel the tears coming back but I choke them down. I'm sure they are monitoring me in here and I am not going to look weak.

I pace the room nervously for what feels like hours, sure that someone is going to come get me to interrogate me, or worse. But no one comes. Eventually I just lay down on the cot. I am terrified of closing my eyes. I don't want to face the nightmares. Soon though, my eyes start to droop and I fall asleep.

I am awoken roughly by a guard who puts the handcuffs back on my wrists and leads me down a long hallway into another small room. This time it is furnished with a chair that the guard immediately straps me into, and a television screen. President Snow is standing in the corner of the room waiting for me.

"What is this?" I ask him coldly.

"Just a little video I though you should see." he says cheerfully.

I turn my attention back to the screen and watch, wary of what I might see. The video is being recorded from a hovercraft.

A hovercraft flying over District 12.

I start to panic. They are filming the ground now and just as they do, I see a bomb explode on the ground. I can almost feel my heart stop. This can't be happening. The bomb goes up in flames on the ground but more are falling. I see people trying to make it out of their houses but shut my eyes when the bombs fall so that I don't have to see the people being blown to bits. I feel tears pooling in my eyes and this time I let them fall. Even when I think there is nothing left to destroy, the bombs keep falling. They are trying to wipe out as many people as possible. Finally, the bombs stop, and the hovercraft goes, leaving nothing but smoke and ash in its place.

The entire District is completely obliterated

I feel tears streaming down my face as I turn on Snow, "You're a monster." I say coldly to him.

He shakes his head, "You are the one who caused this Miss Everdeen. Over 90% of your district's population is dead. Those who remain are most likely starving. Now you see the consequences of your actions."

My stomach drops as I think of my family. My mother, Prim, Gale, Madge, even Peeta's family, all run through my head. And all of them are most likely dead. I am silent and Snow smiles triumphantly.

"How could you murder all those innocent people?" I yell at him, "If you hadn't run these districts into the ground there wouldn't be a cause for rebellion."

"Careful." Snow says, the grin fading off your face, "You wouldn't want your actions to affect the others, namely a certain lover?"

"He doesn't know anything. Don't you dare touch him you bastard or I swear-" I start.

"What?" Snow asks, "What could you possibly do? Remember, I am the one in control."

I am silent at that. The guard comes in and takes me back to my cell where I curl up on the cot and start to sob.

I have nothing. My home is destroyed everyone I love is either dead or will be soon. And worst of all, Snow is right. It's all my fault. If I had just acted like I was supposed to then none of this would have happened. My district would have been poor and starving but at least most of us would have been alive. At least I wouldn't have this uncertainty hanging over my head about what is going on outside of my cell. I need to know if Peeta is safe or not. I need to know what this plan was. And most importantly, I can't let Snow break me. I am certain that's what he is trying to do and it's working. But I have to hold myself together.

I will not let him win.

Alright, that's it for chapter 1. Next chapter I think will be in Peeta's POV. So please review and tell me what you think, I would really appreciate it! New chapter should be up in the next couple of days. Hope you liked it!