Peeta's Thoughts -Fight

So this a story I wrote! I hope you guys will like it. It's just a little short thing about some thoughts I think Peeta may have thought when he was in Capitol in Mockingjay. This would be the first time they gave him the venom because (in my mind) they gave him normal venom first to make him pull his good memories out and then they started to mess with them...

Sooo yeahhh. :D Here is the story! Enjoy [: Feel free to review if you like it!

*note* italics means it is a flashback or a hijacked thought. But I may have missed a few that should be italic.. Sorry! D:

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I feel the small, cold needle poke through my skin and into, I'm guessing, a vein in my neck just below my left ear. I have no idea what they are pumping into my blood but I know I have felt it before. My breathing starts to get harder. My vision is fuzzy on the edges now too. I don't know this stuff is but I have to fight it.

Come on Peeta. Fight this. Fight the Capitol. I'm not just a piece in their games. I never have been and never want to be. Just then I feel another needle being stuck in my neck on the other side under that ear. That's when it hits me. This feeling, I remember where I have felt it before, the woods, the tree, the buzzing, the stings, and the pain. This was part of the 74th Hunger Games…

'Tracker Jacker venom.' A voice, that I think was Haymitch's, echoes in my ears.

My mind flashes to Katniss. Her wandering around trying get ahold of her senses after her stings. I remember running up to her, the confused look that covered her face when I yelled at her to run. Then the best part was turning around to find Cato standing there with that evil, murderous smile on his lips and sword in hand.

My body jerks involuntarily as the pain of the poison starts to move and spread. To my displeasure I return to my flashback but the face I see is not Cato's.

It's none other than the Girl on Fire, Katniss Everdeen. Her lips are moving but I hear nothing. I try and form her name on my lips but the venom has me muted. Then her voice cuts through and rings clear in my head, echoing deeper and deeper into the recesses of my mind. "Oh poor little Peeta. Did you get stung by the big, bad Tracker Jackers?"

Her voice is mocking and as if she were talking to a small child, or an animal she was about to finish off. The voice made Clove's face flash in front of my eyes. "Oh, Peeta… Peeta Mellark. Did you really think that you were any use to me? Or Haymitch for that matter? We used you, you were a great way to get food."

Her voice stings my brain and leaves a dull pain but her words cut gashes into my heart so deep I can't help but cringe.

I try and fight the tainted thoughts out. I have got to think so something different. I can't let them mess with me. The pearl. I feel a small smile try to creep on my lips but I don't know if it was a smile at all, the venom is hard to fight off.

I pull forward a memory of us sitting on the beach during the Quarter Quell. Her head on my shoulder, her back against mine, when Katniss's voice cuts in again sounding like a bit off. It was missing the little edge in it that gave her that spark that no one could take.

"So, Peeta, you know? We could win this. We really could. All we would have to do is break from Finnick and the others." I was about to reply to her when she starts again, "We could just kill them all…" Her back against mine is gone and I turn to see where she was gone. I turn and see the white sand beach is now stained red. Finnick is lying about a yard away from me with a blood red smile on his neck and an arrow through his thigh of his right leg, and Johanna is a behind him with a arrow through her head, and Beetee is at the edge of the forest with his wire around his neck hanging from a tree.

I jump up as I fight the shock when I hear her soft footsteps I have attuned myself with. "You know Peeta… The rebellion began with us. It could end with…"

"No!" My real voice yells back at me from the walls of this blank room. I have to fight this. I must fight the venom, remember those are just- Hijacked memories. This isn't real.

I push forward the real memories of the beach, followed by the pearl, the cave, the picnic, lying in her bed calming her nightmares. Best of all I bring up the real kisses. The ones where I felt my whole body heat up and start to burn. The only moments where Katniss was really the Girl on Fire to me, her touch started a fire that burned me. I have always wondered if she felt the same spark that used to take over my whole being. With that last though of us in the cave where the first kiss like that happened, I break the vale that the venom had put me under.

My eyes flutter open slowly and I see a very out of focus dull room surrounding me. I hear the sound of voices mumbling behind me that start to fade as my mind is being pulled back under into the venom covered memories.

My eyes start to cross. I feel my breathing become shallow when a man with almost orange skin and snake like eyes comes in and stands next to me. I want to say something like 'Hey doc, what's the cure?' Use my whit to try and get out of here. But I know he is no normal doctor. And he is, definitely, not here to help me in anyway. I move my slow and unfocused eyes to the large syringe in his hands.

I close my eyes not wanting to see any more. I think of Katniss. If I'm here in the Capitol then here is hoping that she is free, well if she could ever be free again. Maybe she is back in 12, with her mom, Prim, and… I don't want to think it but Gale. They may even have a somewhat normal life after the rebellion that, I am sure, has started. She is probably part of it, in the front line with bow and arrow ready. I only hope she doesn't let them use me as bait. I wanted to die if it meant her life would be saved. Hah. Who knows maybe we'll meet again after we are both long dead. I can only hope. I know she loves Gale.. but I know she loves me too. I love her so much.. Much, much, more then she will ever know now.

I can feel the new poison in my blood as I try and fight it but with little force. I feel it moving to my head. Just as I start to drift off my eyes slip shut. I know if I die there still is a small chance she could live. But the Capitol won't kill me. As long as they can use me. So again, I'll fall. Fall for the Girl on Fire, and see what the Capitol has for me to take. I'll take one for the girl I love and the only girl I will ever love.

I see Katniss in front of me, bow in hand, arrow locked. I try and yell at her to stop, right when her hand lets the arrow lose and sends it flying toward my chest. There is silence as her aimed arrow moved slowly through the air.

I feel my body arch as my backs as if I was hit. Then I hear a scream fill the room. I have never heard it before but I know it's mine.

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So that's all [: tell me whattya think [: Please review! This is my first Hunger Games fanfic and I am honestly worried… if people will like it… I will write more little shorts on others parts on what I think Peeta could have thought.

So please review! Tell me what ya think! Oh and if you want leave ideas, or other scenes you want me to write about!

Thanks All!

xx.

Joy

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