A/N: Hey everyone! :) This is my first fanfiction that I've uploaded onto here. I think I'll upload a few more if you like them. This is just a one-shot. Could you review this for me, so I know what to improve on in my next fanfiction? Thank you!
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters or anything. That's Suzanne's job ;)
NOTE: I know that Johanna and Foxface aren't from the same district. But in this... They are.
Foxface's POV:
I stare at the berries in my hand, I know fully well that I'm holding Nightlock in my hands. These berries would kill me instantaneously, if I ate them all. I groan in pain as starvation takes over. I eat the miniscule amount of cheese that I stole from Peeta.
Hah. Peeta and Katniss, "The Star-Crossed Lovers". They don't know anything. They're clueless, thinking that this year there will be two victors.
Not. A. Chance. I know better. Johanna taught me not to trust anyone, especially not the Capitol. But I already knew that; all they want is a good show. I don't need my mentor to understand why the Games are held.
So I pretend that I can't bear the hunger any more, I lift the berries to my mouth. The sickly sweet aroma wafts up to my nose. I bite into a berry, piercing the skin. I force myself to swallow as I swiftly pour the rest of the berries down my shirt. I feel my heartbeat slow down and eventually stop. I fall to the ground... Before I "pass out" I hear the cannon going off and the hovercraft arriving above me.
I allow myself a small smile as the Peacekeeper lifts me up onto a white table and checks my heartbeat. He won't find anything, not even one give away beat.
Nightlock is deadly, because eventually, it slows down your pulse, slower and slower until it stops. So, if you ate a handful... Well... you'd be dead.
But I only ate one berry...
In the end, all they want is a good show.
So what do you think? Any good? I know it's really short and all but I thought that I should post it anyway :) Please review :D