Hey again, just saying that I will probably go on a break after this chapter because of Christmas and stuff so yeah. I'm leaving it on a part which you will all hate me for (evil laugh) and I hope and I am praying that I do this justice for everyone.

Anyway I will stop talking now and get on with the story because I bet you are all dying to know what I am on about.

Chapter 9

I kept this spirit up and I kept thinking about this one thought every moment after that. The Districts will take down the Capitol. We will be victorious. They will lose. We will win.

I may not be able to contribute but I know that something is happening. Judging by the questions they have been asking me for the broadcasts which I haven't really been paying attention to until now because I was too busy being exhausted and saving lifes, it sounds like something is happening.

The people in the Capitol seemed to be getting nervous as well. Some of the Capitol officials who beat me up on a regular basis were talking about it earlier.

"The rebels have a leader and a good one at that. I'm worried." I heard one of them say as they were walking towards my cell about to cause me pain as per usual.

"But we have the president. He can destroy anyone with his power." Another one argued.

"And the Capitol is strong. The districts are weak, they always have been." Another Capitol official said, agreeing with that one.

I could even feel the tension building up even outside, I could sometimes hear hushed whispers and voices through the wall about Peeta and the districts as I waited in my cell. It sounded like they were planning something. Maybe a counter attack.

I was still so proud of Peeta, I was still so proud that he had managed to become the Mockingjay in my place. I was proud that he had become such a strong leader and able to deliver speeches to help the Districts. Well i'm sure that's what he was doing anyway. He didn't need people to deliver him lines like I did. He was born for that role.

The tension was building up more and more everyday until it all culminated really late at night when the Capitol officials were finished with me and I was bruised and battered and trying to recover. I heard the footsteps of my guard approach my cell.

"Miss Everdeen. You are needed for one final broadcast." He said. I was a bit confused, usually a Capitol official came to tell me this. I went with him anyway.

One final broadcast. Something about that sentence gave me chills. I repeated it over and over again in my head. I began to whisper it as me and my guard walked down the corridors. One final broadcast. One final broadcast. It sounded like something serious and important. It sounded like the end of something. It also sounded like the start of something. It made my stomach twist with sudden anxiety. I was nervous.

I thought that my guard would take me to the green room with the fireplace which was where I usually filmed my broadcasts but he took me to another room with a massive screen. I immediately remembered it as the room me and Johanna went into when she showed me the propo of Peeta walking around the remains of District Twelve.

I stood in front of the gigantic screen and looked at my guard.

"Is Caesar coming?" I asked. He shook his head.

"What do I do then?" I asked him again.

He just shrugged and gave me the white puffy dress from my first broadcast to put on.

He then left the room.

Why were they leaving me alone unguarded? What was I here for?

I slowly put on the white puffy dress as it was still hard to put on clothes in my current state as I tried to work out what the hell was going on.

This was very strange, it was very strange indeed. There must be a reason why I am here but I wasn't sure why.

Suddenly a picture started flickering on the massive screen. It slowly started to reveal this place with lots of computers with controls lined up along the side. I saw a woman with grey coloured hair standing there, beside her was someone who I recognised as Plutarch. I then noticed Beetee sitting at the computers. And there, right in the middle and staring right at me like he has been waiting to see me again all along, Peeta.

"Hello Katniss." The grey haired woman said before Peeta even had a chance to speak, she had a commanding voice. "My name is President Coin."

"Hello President Coin." I replied because I didn't know what else to say. I was even more confused to what was going on than when I was dropped off here by my guard.

"You are most likely very confused to what is going on right now but here is a brief summary to why you are standing there: the guard who brought you in, he is an undercover rebel. He was assigned the task from the very beginning to plan to get you out of imprisonment but they kept swapping guards so it was hard for him to keep track. He is the one that you probably saw most of though." She explained.

My mouth was wide open. That guard, an undercover rebel? Assigned to get me out of here?

"We are going to do everything in our power to get you out of there Katniss." It was Peeta that spoke now, softly, gently. "They won't harm you anymore."

I tried hard not to show a smile of amusement on my face. They really do have everything planned out don't they?

"How will you get me out?" I asked. "Even if one guard is in on it, there are hundreds of others and important people that are loyal to the Capitol that won't let me get out alive."

"That's what we are trying to work out." Beetee said, I noticed that there was a wheelchair beside where he was sitting. That must be because of what happened in the arena, I thought to myself. "You are not alone Katniss."

I suddenly thought of Johanna. And Annie. They deserve to be rescued too. "What about Johanna and Annie? The other two victors? Are they getting rescued as well?" I asked a little anxiously. President Coin and Plutarch looked at each other.

"Of course we will. Don't worry. We will get you all out." President Coin replied. I sighed with relief.

I still didn't know how they could do this. But it was worth a try. Anything to get us out and to help the cause.

"Katniss. We need you to do a very special job for us." Plutarch then said, he looked a little sad as he looked me in the eyes. "We need you just to say a short speech, maybe about your time here and how you are behind the rebels in every single way. All three of us knew those things you said weren't you. You can show the Districts now that it was all a lie and you are willing to fight for them."

I felt a little unsure, a short speech? I didn't know how I could put into words about the hell I have been through in the last few weeks without bursting into tears in front of the whole nation. I didn't want that.

"I-I'm not sure I can." I tried to explain to them. "I don't think i'm ready to tell them."

Peeta came up to his side of the screen and put his hand on it. I walked over and did the same on my side. I closed my eyes and listened to his voice.

"Katniss, you can. I know you can. They will listen to you. Just tell it from the heart. Just trust me." I heard him say in a reassuring tone. His voice always had a special way of calming me down.

I still felt myself being hesitant as I walked away from the screen and placed my feet in the middle again.

I took a deep breath.

"I have faith in you Katniss." I heard Peeta whisper.

I cleared my throat.

"I want to tell the rebels that I am with them." I started, my voice clear but slow. "And I am alive in the Capitol, but not well."

"In here they beat me everyday, starve me and they don't let me rest, not even for one minute. They took the thing I held so close to me. Peeta's pearl that he gave me in the Quarter Quell arena. They took the one thing I needed to live and needed to survive in this place and smashed it into little pieces right in front of me. They laughed as they watched me crumble." I could sense Peeta having tears in his eyes.

"They made me feel like I was worthless, like i was a toy they could play with and then get tired of if they found a new one. Once they wanted me to give them information and I couldn't provide it, they started to tear me down. Piece by piece. Until there was nothing of my former self left." I began to cry too, tears slipping down my face. I was aware that the whole of Panem was watching me once again, listening to my horrible story.

"And I was on the verge of giving up, they wanted me to give up. But then i saw the image of an entire district which was once filled with innocent men, woman and children, buried under ashes and rubble. Never to be seen again." I could feel my voice beginning to get emotional. I felt myself beginning to get angry. Angry with the Capitol. I was getting so angry with them that I couldn't breathe.

"I have a message for President Snow." I said with power and raw emotion in my voice. "You can torture us and bomb us and burn our districts to the ground. But do you see that?" I had noticed that the door was open and I looked in the room behind me. I had seen a building from District Eight which had burst into flames. It looked like it was once a hospital.

I pointed at it with a shaking hand as I began to shout with rage and fury. "FIRE IS CATCHING AND IF WE BURN, YOU BURN WITH US!"

I suddenly heard clapping from the screen but it wasn't from the people who were once on. They had changed it to show the dining room from before. The people in there were clapping for me. They then began cheering and chanting my name.

I felt overwhelmed with pride and excitement and I found myself smiling as they did this. I did it. My short speech has made a difference. They believed in me once again. I stood up to the Capitol. I stood up to Snow. I was going to be rescued. Everything was going to be fine.

I didn't notice the people walking up behind me as I enjoyed this. I didn't hear their footsteps as the camera went back to President Coin, Beetee and Peeta as they beamed at me. I didn't notice until it was too late.

I screamed as they grabbed me with both hands. I panicked and kicked as they put a bag over my head so I couldn't see anything. Everything happened so fast.

"They're gonna kill her. They're going to kill her. WE NEED TO DO SOMETHING!" I heard Peeta yell so angrily from the screen that I didn't even recognise his voice. I heard President Coin trying to calm him down. I heard him kick over Beetee's wheelchair as he couldn't.

"STOP HURTING HER!" I heard him shouting at the screen as I struggled to get the hands away from me, as I struggled to escape from their clutches. "WHAT ARE THEY GOING TO DO? WE NEED TO STOP THEM! WE NEED TO STOP THEM!" I heard him kick over something else as I continued to struggle. I could feel them dragging me away as I still protested.

"PEETA!" I screamed as I felt myself moving. "PEETA!" I screamed at the top of my lungs as if my life depended on it.

He couldn't hear me anymore as they took me down so many corridors and up so many steps. I could just hear the sound of my own heart beating rapidly in panic.

I felt them shoving me into a room. As I stepped in I took in the temperature. It was cold. It was so cold.

I screamed and kicked again as they forced me down on a chair. They strapped my arms, my legs and my whole body onto it.

I was paralysed with fear. Nobody could save me now.

They wouldn't take the bag from on my head even when i heard him coming towards me deliberately slowly. Even when I could smell the stain of roses on his breath.

They waited until he was only inches away from my face until they took it off my head and I could see again.

President Snow.

"Hello Miss Everdeen. What a nice surprise." He said and grinned. I felt like I was about to vomit.

In his hand he held a long syringe which had what looked like an orange sticky liquid inside of it.

"What is that?" I asked quietly. He just waved it around in the air as if to mock me.

"Oh you will find out soon enough." He simply said.

My body shook as my brain suddenly worked out why I was here. He heard me in there. He was going to punish me for standing up against him. He was going to punish me horribly.

"Miss Everdeen. It's the things we love the most that destroy us." He whispered just as he plunged the syringe into my arm and my body began to start having a violent spasm as it tried to reject whatever he was putting into my body.

I started to lose consciousness as it began to take hold of me.