Chapter 1

this is Mockingjay part one from Peeta's perspective and katniss was captured at the end of Catching Fire instead of Peeta.I know its a little short but its just an intro to the story. Let me know if you guys like it so far and ill keep writing. ENJOY

With all the time Ive had to think about today i still cant decide whether ill be relieved or my pain will become unbearable.

Today is the day of Katniss's execution. The capitol has been torchering her for six weeks now since she blew up the arena and was captured by President Snow while i was picked up by the people of district thirteen. The worst of it was every time she was torched is was aired on live television for all to see, including me, especially me.

I only found out about this three weeks ago when I heard her screaming. I kept telling myself that I was only dreaming, but there was no way I was going to risk it. I ran as fast as i possibly could down the hallway to where the bloodcurdling screams where coming from. As soon as I reached the door I flung it open the door and as soon as the door shut behind me I saw her. Her face was as beautiful as ever with out make-up and her eyes had a certain softness to them that made my heart melt. I considered that for a moment i had been murdered in my sleep and was sent to my own personal heaven where Katniss and I were safe, untroubled, and in love, but then I registered her eyes held pain and fear, and she was dripping in blood.

I remembered how helpless I felt at that moment. I remember going crazy and cussing every word i can think of to anyone who dared get near me, I remember nearly killing Haymitch with some sharp object that came from the table which I smashed.

Haymitch. Sad how one of the only two people you can trust takes everything from you. My father is dead, my district is dead, the girl I love with be dead within the hour, and I plan on being dead within two hours.

I grab the first shirt i can find and slide it over my head. I haven't really cared so much about looks lately. I open my door and head towards Coins office where I will watch the ceremony live. I can feel the eyes of everyone on my back as I walk all of them feeling sorry for me, I even heard one girl start crying until her older sister made her be silent. Oddly I feel as if im being the one marched to the front of the presidents mansion with fifty guns aimed at my head, and all of the capitol citizens for once feeling sorry that a child from a district must die.

I reach Coins office to find Haymitch, Coin, and Plutarch all sitting watching the static on the television screen and not even looking up to see me enter.

I sit in the chair farthest away from anyone and as if on cue the capitol seal is shown while the anthem plays. My hands ball up into fists and my fingernails dig into my palm. I grit my teeth and prepare for the worst.