Katniss' POV:

The schedule printed on my arm showed that I was supposed to go to the control room at eleven in the morning. I compared mine to Gale's. We had the same thing planned. I thought it would be a meeting to know if I would take my role as the Mockingjay. We entered the room talking loudly, Gale and I, and the technicians hushed us and told us to come closer to the big screen. Coin told me to go in the first row.

I thought it would be best if Peeta was dead. So, when the screen went on and when I saw Caesar, I immediately wondered who could be his guest. Nothing would've prepared me to see Peeta prepped up and ready to do an interview. Unconsciously, I raised my hand and touched the screen where the boy with the bread was sitting. My eyes glued to the screen.

I thought that it was a blessing that he didn't have any injuries. At least, he didn't seem to have any. It seemed that it was only yesterday that he got out of the Arena. I was relieved because it meant that nobody hurt him since we left the Arena, a month ago.

The interview went on and I practically wasn't listening to what was said until my name came up as subject matter. Caesar asked Peeta if he knew the reason why he got out of the Arena. The blonde boy said that he only remembered seeing the dome being blown in sparkles of fire before the warp at the level below the arena. The next question Peeta answered was if he thought that it was me that blew out the arena. Right after he asked the question, Caesar told Peeta that the interview was on in every district of Panem, including district 13. There was a hint in Peeta's eyes that he understood that by saying district 13, Caesar meant me.

The blonde boy said that it was clearly not me that did it. In fact, he was unsure of what exactly happened. He said that it was a great mash up of events which brought the Arena to destruction. He also responded that nobody knew exactly what they were doing, that it would end up as it did.

Caesar then asked Peeta if he wanted to tell me anything, wherever I was. He then looked straight in the camera, and his blue eyes found their way to my heart. There was plenty of honesty, of wisdom in the blonde boy's eyes. He told Caesar that wherever I was, I had to try to make the war stop. Everybody had already suffered too much and he didn't want the people of Panem to suffer more.

Everyone in the room with me had the same reaction; they all had a face of disgust. There was no way that the war could stop at this very moment. Everything had already gone too far. Many Justice Buildings were destroyed and chaos was the only thing happening in most of the districts. Only the districts very close to the Capitol were unaffected so far.

Caesar then closed the interview by telling everyone in the Capitol to stay tuned as a popular television show was soon to begin. Coin turned off the monitor and, with a very calm voice dismissed us.

The day after, the President of thirteen said that the reason why she brought us all here again was that we were about to make some Propos (propaganda spots). Plutarch put a notebook on the table and told me to flip through it. I did so, and what I saw amazed me. Cinna's perfect designs once again appeared in front of my eyes. I felt his presence through the pages.

I asked Plutarch when Cinna drew all these. He told me that it was after the Quarter Quell announcement, but before the beginning of the training. He also ensured me that the suit was in thirteen, already designed and assembled. He also told me to go see Beetee in the armory because he had a surprise for me.

As I was intrigued, I wanted to go to the armory quickly. Seeing that I didn't want to end up there alone, I asked Gale if he wanted to come with me. Since it implied Beetee and weapons, his answer was immediate and affirmative. It was the first time I went. The only way to access to the armory was by the elevator considering that it was well below the ground level, a lot more than the residential units.

When the elevator doors opened, I rushed out of it and then had to wait because Gale wasn't by my side. He already passed many days with Beetee in order to plan attacks on the Capitol. I definitely chose the good partner to guide me towards the armory. Just when my best friend finished knocking, the door automatically opened.

The great man greeted us and brought us in a very highly guarded section. There were two metal detectors and DNA scanners one after the other. I thought stupidly that it was impossible that someone's DNA changed in less than 10 seconds. Even though, I passed the security with both men and then went in a secret room. Beetee showed us a very sturdy bow. It seemed very heavy and it was full of unimaginable gadgets.

I was impressed and I was right when I thought that I couldn't use it. It was intended for Gale. He began without losing a moment to shoot the dummies installed at the end of room, almost 50 yards from us. His first shot was successful as it hit right on target. Just then Beetee showed me a slim black box. He told me that it was my official weapon.

I opened the box and got the bow out of it. I was a little disappointed when I saw it wasn't built as Gale's. I asked the engineer what were the specifications of my bow. Just when the first word left my lips, I felt a steady humming in my hand. I simply couldn't believe it. My bow was alive. Not only that but it reacted to the sound of my voice.

Beetee told me that I simply had to say good night to bring my bow to silence. I couldn't be more amazed, and seemingly, it weren't enough. The district 3 man told me that I had my own quiver, which contained explosive, incendiary arrows and normal ones. I would become the best dressed and best equipped rebel of all time. I was overjoyed I made the decision to be the Mockingjay.