Authors note~ Hey guys it's my VERY FIRST FANFIC and I have always loved the Finnick x Katniss ship although I do agree with the parings in the book. Anyway lemme know what ya think and if there's anything you want to add to the story to twist the plot I would be grateful. I own none of the characters, only the ones I made for reading enjoy ~Jazzy xx
Chapter 1: The fire
~Finnick's P.O.V~
It was another trip to the capitol, another year of the games, another year of sleeping around like the whore I am to get sponsors,another year where 24 children dieand there's nothing I can do. Yes there is supposed to be a victor butthere/is
no victory in winning the games,no one comes out the arena whole, they only come out as a shell of their former self, broken, clinging on to the sliver of sanity they have left, their former livesslippingthrough theirfingers andinto
the world of darkness,and that to me is the same thing asdying. Maybe even worse. Not to mention all childish innocence gone, it left as soon as the first drop of blood stained the land.
I run my hand through my bronze hair and sigh. I take a look at my tributes,the girl has dark brown locks and matching eyes she's scrawny and he can already see fear in her eyes as the hope fades. She's not even in the arena and she'salreadybecoming
hollow. I curse under my breath, she won't even survive the bloodbath,I think another name to the ever increasing list of the children I couldn't save. My male tribute is alittle better,he's well built with blondelocks and sapphire
blue eyes. Good. I maybe able to get some sponsors for the boy, as long as I turn on my Capitol charms. A shudder runs down my spine atthe thoughtof groping women and men droolingover mybeauty,my body, sometimes Iwish I was
ugly or at least got mauled in the arena. I sigh once againand decide to watch there runs of the reapings for the 74th Hunger Games.
It was pretty standard, arrogant tributes from one, and a phycotic duo from two areall tooeager to volunteer , whereas the rest of the districts are scared shitless as their names are called. Yep a pretty standard reaping, I slouched inmy
/chair and was just about to change the channel when something catches my eye. District 12's reaping. I hadn't watched it yet, I always felt like I didn'tneed to,most of the district 12 tributes die in the bloodbath,not that it wastheirfault
90% of the tributes were unskilled and wayyyy toounderfed,but there was something that urged me to keep my eyes locked onto the screen.
It was pretty much the same as last year the mayor reads out bullshit on how we owe the capitol from saving us from war blah blah capitol brings peace blah blah dark days, Hunger games ughh whatever everyone knows it's a bunch of bullshit liestheytell
us everyfucking year to rub it in our face that our ancestors fucked up and now they send out children to die while we watch, "Assholes"I mutter,the escort takes the stage sporting a bright pink wig and matching suit under layers of white
"the capoltiltes and their fucking trainwreck of fashion sense" I mutter under my breath because district 4's escort is close by. The escort then crosses over to the girls reaping ball, dig in, and zip across to the podium aslip claspedin
her pale fingers.
"Primrose Everdeen"
The name bounces off the silent square as realisation, then relief, then sadness sweeps across the dirty faces of the district 12 children. I see a small young girl with light blonde hair swept up into two braids, pale fair skin and hugebright blue
/eyes widened in shock, take tentative steps towards the stage. I suddenly feel sorrow for this young girl of 12, I can seethe tears glistening in her blue orbs, fear consuming her eyes. She won't last half an hour in the arena I think
/to before the young girl, who I can safely say is Primrose, can step up to her imminent death I hear a thud and a young brunette comes into view, peacekeepers running behind her as she makes her way to the stage shouting the blonde
girls name as sheruns.What the fuck is going on? I think as the brunetteis caught and held by the peacekeepers, but before they can take her away she screams" I VOLUNTEER" I suddenly bolt upright, my eyes locked on thescreen before
/me the peacekeeperslet the brunette go as she steps forwardand says confidentlyyet calmly, as if it was the most natural thing in the world , "I volunteer as tribute".
I gasp along with the crowd of district 12, because, not once have they had a volunteer in the history of the games because who wants to die a bloody death while the crowds urge on your killer? But no, this girl is willing to give up her lifetosave
/is not out of glory or pride like the careers,but out of love. But I have no idea why she did what she did,they can't be related? Can they? They are exact opposites they don't even look alike so there is no way they could possibly
share any type of connection. Right? I shake my head to dismiss the thought as the blonde girl, Primrose, has her arms around those of the brunette, begging her not to leave, while the dark haired beauty tries,and fails, toget her off. A young
/man had to come and take Primrose away so the girl can take strong steps to the stage and that's when I gasp as I see herproperly, silky olive skin, dark brown hair and a curvy body, but it's the eyes that capture methe most, steel grey
ablazewith determination and fury, pulling me into their fiery depths and aura of defiance surrounds her, leaving fiery footstepsin her wake.I let out the breath I didn'tknow I was holding, her eyes were trulycaptivating. Then I
seean emotion flicker across those grey orbs, fear, but it goes as quickly as it came. I frown. Iknow a mask whenI see one. I've been using one ever since I won the game, hiding my true self from the hungry eyes of the Capitol.
I break out mythoughts,my eyes are glued to the screen once again as she says her name " Katniss Everdeen"Wait? Everdeen, Everdeen. My eyes widen in realisation, "she is Primrose Everdeen's sister" she saved her sister, even if she new she could die. Ismile
for the brave girl, it's a death wish, yes, but at least she might die knowing she saved her sibling.
The square is silent,not a single soul in the entire district claps, they do not condone this they all know this is wrong, the murder, the violence, a single soulpresses their 3 middle fingers totheir lips and hold it out to Katniss the entire district
follow until every single person holds out their hand to Katniss Everdeen.I stare at the screen in confusion, but it must mean a lot considering I cansee the gratitude and sadness in those grey orbs.
Then, the escortis reading the boys slip "Mason Wood", a well built 18 year old with grey eyes and dark hair steps up to the stage and quietly takes his place eyes shining in fear. My own fear hits me like a tidal wave, he's a threat. I pause, since when did I care so much about who's a threat or not to tributes not my own? I
/question myself, but nothing comes to mind so I brush it off.
Katniss and Mason shake handsand are escorted to the Justice building and before they enter, I laugh. My tributes knit their eyebrows inconfusion at myoutburst, well one of them, the girl seems to out of it to notice.I'm still quietly
chuckling because I see a peacekeeper on the floor, out cold,Kat really did a number on him huh. I can't help the smirk that crosses my face she really is a crazy girl I think.I stare at the screen as she disappears intothe
cracking marble building, my eyelids drop and all I see is those beautiful grey eyes piercing my sea- green ones, capturing me in their flame, piercing into my broken soul. Katniss Everdeen... a smile spreads acrossmy
face at her name, a genuine smile not my signature smirk.
All we need is hope, because hope is the only thing stronger then fear. it's the last thought that crosses Finnick Odair's mind as he slips into unconsciousness, a smile still plastered on his face.
Okie that was my first chapter I hope you enjoyed leave your feedback I would love to hear it i will try update weekly maybe twice a week if I can. I'm not promising anything because of school etc and I don't really have a plan for this kinda just wanted to write something. Just to clarify I will have some different POV's like katniss, Haymitch and Johanna to share their thoughts and I will backtrack different scenes especially in Katniss' games cause I want the characters to show what they think. Anyway thanks for reading leave a review if you enjoyed lots of love ~Jazzy