Chapter 3

He's awake. And I haven't even thought of what I'm going to say to him. Coin said I better get this information. So what do I need to say to get him to tell me? I shrug my shoulder. I'll just wing it.

I stand up from my seat and follow my mom into the hospital room. The peacekeeper lays on the bed, and his blue eyes scan the room. I pull up a seat, and his eyes dart to mine. He looks... afraid.

"I asked you to kill me," he says. "Instead you bring me here."

"They healed your leg," I snap. "The rebellion is good."

"They amputated my leg!" he shouts, and I curse my mother out in my head for not telling me this. "I only have one leg now."

"We could get you a prosthetic one."

"What's the point in that?" he snarls. "I'm a prisoner."

"You don't have to be a prisoner." Maybe bribery will work. "If you answer a few of my questions, you might just get your freedom back."

"If I give you information, and the rebellion fails, the Capitol will torture me."

"We'll kill you before they can get to you."

"You'll kill me?" he asks. "Didn't I ask you to kill me the last time we spoke?"

I nod my head. "Yes, but-"

"But you didn't," he laughs- and I know he's mocking me. Me! The one who spared his life. I clench my fists together. "Why should I help you out if I couldn't trust you enough to do such a simple favor?"

"Killing somebody is not as simple as you think." I shrug. "But if that's what you want... I'll kill you if you tell me what I need to know. That way, they can't torture you if the rebellion does fail."

"But how can I trust that you'll kill me afterward?"

"What use would I have for you after that?" I grin, maybe I'm getting somewhere.

"But then again," he says. "Why would I need to die now. I'm not dying anymore."

"You're a prisoner!" I snap. "And I'm sick of showing you mercy! I'll have you tortured. Pretty soon, you'll be begging me to kill you again." With that, I stand up, walk out, and find a closet to hide in.

What if he doesn't even have information? Did I give up my place on the squad for nothing? Will I lose the respect other have for me? What if I lost my role as the Mockingjay? Why did I spare this Peacekeeper's life? Why didn't I kill him like I'd planned to? Why did I show him mercy when I saw his face?

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