Hello

This is my First attempt at writing a Hunger games story.

I have enough for 3 months worth of postings, and I'll be posting every Monday.

Hope you enjoy

I don't own The Hunger games

Chapter 1

Beep. Beep. Beep. My eyes, body, and mind felt heavy. The information that was received a few days ago, after my 'meeting' with Peeta went out of control, is still processing in my mind. I don't want to believe it; deny that it's true. Because there's no one who could make Peeta forget that he loves me.

After the explanations about what Hijacked was, I had cried when everyone left, burning my throat in the process. But it's been a few days and I no longer want to cry, but hold on to one simple thought: I will kill snow.

It was one of my conditions for becoming the Mockingjay. I would be the one to have that pleasure; he had done the final thing that could not be forgiven; broken Peeta.

Peeta, the boy who gave me the bread when my family was starving, who declared he loved me in front of all the capitol in the first hunger games, who would have given up his life for me to win, who volunteered in the quarter quell to look after me. That Peeta will never return to me because of Snow.

My mother and Prim take turns in nursing me, feeding me small bites, but I barely notice it. It feels like I'm stopped in time as the world continues on without me. People visit, updating me on Peeta's condition, but I barely hear a word they say.

When the doctors finally discharge me from the hospital (was it days, weeks?) I don't follow any of the schedules on my arm. I just wander around, and see people walking, until I'm at Haymitch's compartment. I'm not sure why I wandered here, but I go inside anyway. What I see though snaps me out of the limbo my mind seemed to have wandered into.

There was Haymitch, talking on some device that looked like a phone, except it wasn't connected to anything. It didn't look like any type of device district 13 was using, or what Beetee had invented over the years.

Haymitch seemed surprised by my arrival, but he invited me in with a wave of his hand.

I should have been concerned, shocked, or betrayed of some sort. Instead, I just walked in and took a seat on a chair across from the bed he was currently sitting in.

"Are you certain that's what she said? I know your just repeating what you were told, but if that's true then I need to know if that information could be copied and sent to us. Yes, he is getting better, but the fear is making him have relapses just from the mention of her name. Well, please tell me when she gets back to you; I've lost a lot and I don't wish to lose anyone else if I can help them. Thank you, please stay safe. I know you don't wish for them to know, but at this point it's too dangerous to be out on the road any longer. If you can get the information as soon as possible, I'll tell them and it will make accepting you a lot easier. Stay safe. Bye" Haymitch closed the phone type device and took a good look at me.

"Well, you certainly look like yourself after all the prep up they had been doing to you sweetheart" Haymitch mutters sarcastically.

I just stay staring at the device on his hand.

"Sigh, look Katniss, this isn't something to be worried about. Only Beetee really knows about it since he's the one with the brains to hack into the capitol's system. I had planned to explain to everyone about this after we had gotten Peeta and the other victors out of the capitol's hands since there would not have been anyway to get them out without inside help" something in Haymitch's explanations jolt me to comprehend something; inside help?

"What do you mean 'inside help'?" I ask. The only meaning to that would mean help from the capitol itself.

"So she can talk" I just growl at him.

He sighs, "It's exactly what it sounds like. The reason why despite all systems were up and running, but the rescue team were able to fly away wasn't because they were allowing us to leave, but because someone inside prevented them from being able to respond. We have spies inside the capitol to be blunt" Haymitch explains.

My minds processing that; we have spies. Spies that could tell us what the capitol is doing, what their planning, and what they will do next. My mind processes something else as well, "only you and Beetee? How come you haven't told anyone else?" why hadn't he told me?

"Because the system that I and the one I was talking to are complicated and it takes time. She's our spy, but she's not in the capitol. She has people in the capitol, though, to contact her, where she contacts me. That way should they track the spies' phone; they would only track back to her, but not to us. She also did not want to know what we're doing, only what information we needed from her that way should she get captured, there would be no future information they could torture from her."

It's like a light was suddenly lit after days feeling in the dark; there was a chance to infiltrate the capitol and make Snow pay.

"Did she tell you what Snows planning, or how to infiltrate? Can she shut down the protection he has surrounding him? Or what route-

"Whoa, hang on sweetheart, one question at a time. I don't know the answer to any of those questions. What I do know is that he's been increasing protection in district two. But what I was talking about with her earlier was the information on how to help Peeta from what happened to him. It was used in the dark days, so there's information on how it works on the person. There is no absolute way to rehab a person from it, but if we can get the information on what they personally did to Peeta, we would have a starting point on how to reverse the effects and get some part of his old self to return" Haymitch says.

My disappointment with the lack of knowledge of the capitol only lasts for a few seconds as I digest what Haymitch said; there's a way to get Peeta back?

"Where's this person now Haymitch? I heard you say something about her being on the road?" I ask.

"Not just her, but part of her family ran away a few days before the Quarter quell stopped. She knew that once the games were disturbed that whoever was rebelling would be hunted down. It wasn't just her either; some people that had decided to rebel in the capitol had begun to leave and try to join some of the districts. They mostly traveled to the farther districts, like District 8 and 11. Only a select few that were really close knit to the system of Snow and the defences he has remained to continue with keeping Intel. She just reached District 12 about a week ago, but had to wait because one of the kids sprained her ankle" Haymitch explains.

"She has kids with her, why did she bring them with her?!" I slowly feel anger rising.

"Because if she hadn't, then they would have died with their and her parents; the Capitol found out and killed them."

That just kills the fire that I had recently built up; it was just like Haymitch and me. Whoever Snow views as a threat, does whatever he can to break them.

"Look sweetheart, I'm not going to into great detail about her; you can ask her yourself once I finally get her here, just know that she's on our side" Haymitch says.

I just nod; no matter how rocky our relationship is Haymitch has always been on my side.

I'm not one to really start up conversation unless it's necessary, but I feel like I want to know more about this person; to give up a life in the Capitol is not something many would do, given the choice.

"So, how do you know her?" I ask.

Haymitch is giving me a hard look, before leaning back on his back, "I first met her when she was sixteen. You heard of the Capitol games right?" Haymitch asks and I nod.

The Capitol games are where the strongest, fittest, fastest, or most skillful person in the Capitol goes to compete against one another. Not in the hunger games where it's a fight to the death, but like sport.

You run neck to neck, seeing who'll pass the marked point first. Throw a small, but heavy ball in a certain way, as far as you can. Run and jump as far as you can. Run with a certain stick in your hands, and try to lift yourself over a bar with that stick. It was for those who didn't just want to watch for entertainment in the capitol, but also compete as well.

"Yeah, well she was a competitor in that. She was actually the youngest competitor to ever be in the capitol games. Not only was she the youngest, but in first place in everything. Unlike most things, the Capitol games were one of the few where they tested to make sure not a single drug or alcohol was in their system. Those that compete in those games are practically rich, and while I was looking for sponsors, I found her watching the games, gritting her teeth whenever someone died, and her finger nails were digging into her palms enough to draw blood" Haymitch seemed to look relaxed with a soft smile on his face, something I haven't really seen before.

"I bet it was quite a meeting" I say sarcastically.

"Oh, it was. I was a bit drunk, my two tributes were already dead, and asked her 'what? Not liking the games sweetheart? Did a favourite of yours die?'" Haymitch shook his head at that.

"Of course you were" I mutter.

"What she said, though quietly, was 'no, how anyone could truly enjoy these when kids are dying every year? It's sickening'"

I was already starting to form a certain idea of how this person thought, although, I never really imagined that someone in the capitol would truly care what was happening to us in the districts. Then again my prep team, Effie, and Cinna and his partner had showed they truly cared for us.

"You can imagine my surprise at her response, but what surprised me more was what she said afterwards; she said 'if you accompany me to my room at home, I'll buy you another bottle of alcohol.' I was drunk enough to accept."

I felt disgusted when he said that; after what I recently learned about Finnick, how Haymitch could willingly sell his body just for a drink?

Haymitch just scowled when he saw my reaction "Now, now, I know what you're thinking, because that's what I was thinking to. But, it wasn't what I expected; she had just wanted to know my secrets, and getting me drunk was the way to do it. There was nothing but that. I didn't really remember much what happened afterwards, but she gave me this phone, and kept in contact with me ever since."

I nod, accepting his words, though I still find it hard to believe.

"You should probably head to your headquarters and rest sweetheart; you look like hell" Haymitch says.

"I feel like hell" I grudgingly agree.

This gives him a chuckle, and I shoot him a glare before getting up.

Before I leave though, Haymitch gently grabs my hand, and has a look that he rarely shows; a pleading, "Katniss, make sure you don't mention this to anyone. I'm hoping to get some news from her in a few days, information that will hopefully help with Peeta's condition. When that happens, I plan on getting Coin to agree to get her here to 13; it really isn't safe for her to be on the roads with those planes from District 2 constantly flying around."

I nod and leave. As I make my way towards my quarters, I meet Prim after she's excused from the hospital. Our latest compartment is 2212; Identical to the last one, but with no windows.

Prim tucks me into bed, and keeps her focus on me, "Katniss, I know this whole thing with Peeta is terrible for you. But remember, Snow worked on him for a few weeks, and we've only had him for a few days. Don't give up on him, he'll come back."

I look at my little sister, and think of how she has inherited the best qualities our family has to offer.

"I have to get back to the hospital" she kisses me on the head, and heads out, causing buttercup to whine when left behind.

Is it possible that a few hours ago I had thought that Peeta was lost to me? Now, I feel a bit of hope he'll come back. I don't know if it's Haymitchs explanation, or Prim's positive uptake on the situation, but I know that I truly feel hope for Peeta to return to me; like the Dandelion in the spring.

There we are, my First Chapter.

Please let me know what you think, and if there's any critiques you guys could give me that would help with my writing.

Cheers

P.S. The Capitol games is pretty much track and field.