Defying the Capitol

by tayler1117

When Katniss and Peeta decided to make sure that the Capitol had to take them both as Victors, Katniss' plan goes terribly wrong. Set at the end of the Hunger Games by the Cornucopia. Please R&R.

1. Defying the Capitol

Defying the Capitol, a Hunger Games Fan Fiction by tayler1117

Summary: When Katniss and Peeta decided to make sure that the Capitol had to take them both as Victors, Katniss' plan goes terribly wrong. Set at the end of the Hunger Games by the Cornucopia. Please R&R.

This is my first Hunger Games FanFic, so please bare with me here. If this gets good reviews and so forth, then I'll add more chapters to it and try to make it into something for you all, just as long as you all like it.

I apologize in advance for the length of the story.

Chapter One

I held up the berries for everyone to see – the Capitol, each and every District, and even my folds back in the Seam. I reached into the bag and took a handful for myself before holding the bag out to Peeta. He took a handful, figuring out my plan in a matter of seconds just by reading the expression on my face.

"On three?" I asked him.

"On three," he agreed, nodding his head furiously.

"One," I counted.

"Two," he continued.

"Three," we shouted in unison, popping the berries into our mouths simultaneously.

"STOP!" a booming voice rang out through the arena, scaring me so badly that I swallowed some of the berries and began choking instantly, the juices from the fruit constricting my throat on contact.

"NO!" Peeta and the voice screamed out. Peeta ran to my side, spitting out his berries while he forced his fingers into my mouth. He began tickling the back of my throat and I promptly started vomiting. I knew that his efforts were futile; I was already dying, and there was nothing that Peeta could do about it.

As soon as my stomach was empty, I looked up at Peeta and smiled.

"Take care of Prim," I whispered to him.

"I will, I promise," Peeta sobbed.

I let my body relax in Peeta's arms, but there was one last thing that I wanted to say. No, wait, needed to say.

I looked past Peeta's shoulders up at the sky, knowing full-well that the cameras would be trained on my face in my last moments of life, recording every labored breath.

"I love you, Gale," I said as loudly as my rough, shaky voice would allow.

I shuddered as my heart thudded to a stop.

Again, I apologize to the fact that this is so short, but if you want more, hit that little button down there and leave me a review!