Hi everyone sorry it's been a while since I published. My elbow is better, but is still a bit stiff. I want to shout out to Infamouskal420, because he popped out his elbow so this chapter is dedicated to him, and to him getting better. I want everyone know that I am going to start a policy of sorts, that you make make sure to review, it could mean life or death for your tribute. I want to make sure that the finalists tributes makers, and even the fellow contestants makers for that matter, are reading the story, instead of just submitting and leaving. So please review so I know that you are still reading.
P.S-Don't just review about my grammar, because i already know i am not the best at that.
Head Peacekeeper: Alton Fitzgerald – POV
As I stand in front of my mirror putting on my uniform I think to myself.
It has always been difficult, but these last few years have been more difficult, and I don't think I will be off edge until Janette is eighteen. I never go to the reaping ceremony anymore, ever since Janette was born. If she were ever reaped while I was there I wouldn't be able to control myself. I would do what most parents would do run to their child, and never let go. Even if she would be reaped I have trained her enough to know she'll be able to handle herself, but the thought still stings as much. God if anyone discovered I had fathered Janette let alone trained her … I worry about that every day, but sometimes I wish I could tell her that I'm her dad, not some unrelated uncle.
I put my helmet under my arm, and I walk out of my private living quarters to see Peace Keeper Anna Jenson my lieutenant on my front step.
"Morning Head Peacekeeper Fitzgerald" she says.
"Morning Lieutenant Jenson. Quieter than usually isn't it?" I joke.
She chuckles. "Yes sir. Always is on reaping days, less trains leaving the stations it was much easier to sleep last night." She says.
"What is the latest since last." I ask. Then I begin to walk, hearing the gravel shuffle under my boots, with Jenson walking beside me.
I nod to several people as we walk to the Peacekeeper station. "Several things have occurred sir, but the most significant is while squad 4 was patrolling the fence they came across an unknown person. A male looks to be in early to mid-twenties. He was trying to climb over the fence he was carrying a bag containing dangerous materials" she says.
"What type of materials Jenson?" I ask.
"Materials I don't want to mention in public, sir. Only I have seen the items, as well as squad 4" she says in a hushed voice...
"Have you faced scanned them to see if he was on the wanted list" I ask.
"Yes, we have, and nothing came up, not even district listings or even a name" she answers.
"Have you begun interrogating him" I ask, as we enter the peacekeeper station. I immediately notice the lack of people. Most of them are at the reaping preparing. Good I am glad I didn't have to remind people to do their job.
"Yes sir we have him interrogation room 3. The arresting peacekeepers have questioned him… in a direct way, and they have continued to do so until you arrived" I stop, and look at her.
"And you let them." I ask coldly.
" Some believed they should physically integrate him. While they would wait for you sir, but I believe the prisoner seems to need a delicate hand" she says.
I lift my head slightly. "Jenson, I am hearing a lot of they, and only one I. You are my lieutenant. You are in charge when I am absent, but you let the other peacekeepers walk over you. Jenson you have the rank, but none of the authority. I made you my lieutenant, because you understand violence may solve a current issue, but only create more issues to take its place. Now did you tell them not to physically question the suspect?" I ask.
She looks away from me. Opening and closing her mouth. "JENSON!" I yell. She jumps at little. "Yes sir I did "she says. I motion for Jenson to follow me.
As we enter the viewing area of interrogation room 3. I see our mystery quest behind the one way mirror tied to a chair with a bloody face, and broken nose along with peacekeepers Reynolds and Pike.
"What were you doing climbing over the fence" asks Reynolds. A few silent moments pass, then Pike throws a haymaker into the side of the prisoner's face, which causes his blood to splatter against the white wall.
I walk towards the com box, and hold the button.
"Reynolds, Pike. Out now!" I order.
I see Pike look towards Reynolds questioningly. It almost makes me want to press the button again, but I can't let the prisoner think I don't hold authority among my own men, when I question him.
Reynolds gets up, and leaves, with Pike following suit.
I hear the door to my right slam open. "Permission to speak freely sir" Reynolds says.
"No. Jenson, please show me the dangerous materials" I order.
"yes sir" she says.
"But sir…" Reynolds says.
I turn from the mirror, and get into Reynolds face. "No means no Reynolds. I am not going to debate about this. You and Pike have only been here for eight months, while I have been here for eighteen years. I have been head peacekeeper for six years. I outrank you in every way as doe's lieutenant Jenson" I say.
He looks past me towards her. I move my head into his line of vision." You aren't talking to the Lieutenant. You are talking to me! Do you understand that you little chicken shit!" I demand.
"Yes sir" he mumbles.
I cup my hand behind my ear, and lean forward. "I didn't hear that peacekeeper Reynolds" I remark.
"Yes sir!" he says.
"Good" I lean my body to the right, to look past Reynolds shoulder to Pike. "Is that understood Pike" I demand.
"Understood sir" he says with a little salute.
I feel Jenson move to my side." The material is in the backpack, sir" she says.
I move towards a counter, and pour the contents out. To find:
A 12 inch knife
12 bars of C4
A Communications bracelet
3 cans of orange paint spray
I feel like there is something missing. I look through the bag, but there is nothing there. I look on the outside of the bag; it's bigger than the inside of the bag. I look into the bag again, and look at the part that connects to the back. There is a small little gap at the point where the corners meet. I realize it's a secret compartment, and open it to find… an orange mask with a yellow Zero on the forehead of the mask. I grab it, and move to one of the computers. The mask is heavier than it looks bullet proof metal, you wouldn't die if you got shot in the face, but it will hurt like a bitch though.
"Sir, we have already looked at the wanted list, there was nothing" I hear Pike say.
"I am already aware Pike, which is why I am looking on the Zero list" I say.
I hear him laugh, and I turn around. "Is there something funny Pike" I ask coldly.
"Why would he be on the Zero list, sir" he questions.
I ignore him to look towards Reynolds. "who searched the bag?" I demand.
"Pike, sir" he utters.
"Okay". I turn towards Pike." To answer you previous question Pike, this is why he is on the zero lists". I toss the mask at Pike's face, and as he wasn't anticipating that, it hits him square in the face.
"Ahh, My nose!" he screams, and it's so loud the prisoner can hear it.
Blood starts to gush at his nose, and on to his uniform. Reynolds doesn't even bother to help him. He picks up the mask I threw, and stares at it intently.
"Reynolds". His head snaps up to look me in the eyes. "Please take Pike to the med bay" I order.
"Yes sir". He puts his arm around Pike, and moves to the door.
"Reynolds". He turns towards his head towards me." Leave the mask". I order.
"Yes of Course" he tosses the mask to Jenson gently, and then leaves the room with Pike, then shuts the door behind him; leaving Jenson, and me in the viewing room alone.
I move back to the computer screen, and begin to read the list while Jenson reads it over my shoulder:
The Terrorist Organization known as Zero has been in action for the last 2 years. The identities, and genders of the main leader, and his generals are unknown, and we are never able to question the lesser ranked members we catch, because they usually commit suicide by cyanide, gun and in extreme cases have been known to cut out their tongues , and cut of their fingers and/or hands. The color of the zero on their mask informs us of which general they serve under. Ex. Red Zero their forehead means that General is Red Mask.
This fact also gives us further proof that black mask is the head of the terrorist organization, but we can never be fully sure. Each General is head of a division within the organization.
Black Mask - Believed as the head of organization or spokesperson for it. Has never been seen in the field, and has never been spotted in public, and only Black's generals are the ones to ever have physical contact with him. Only Black's generals carry his colors of white, and black on their foreheads. When Black is in videos he wear dark clothing such as hoodies.
General Red Mask - Red is often spotted during raids against peacekeeper convoys or stations. Red appears as head of the Military or Security. Red carries a black Zero on his Mask, which suggests something about the role he has within the group, but this is not fully clear. Red's followers carry red Zero's on their foreheads. Red is often seen wearing head-to-toe body armor, making it very difficult to identify.
General Green Mask - Green is very often spotted within the field lending medical aid to both peacekeepers, and organization members. Green is Head of Medical. Out of all the generals, Green is the general who is often close to being captured, but Green is a very skilled escape artist. Green's mask carries a white Zero, which suggest his role within the group. Green's followers carry Green Zero's on their masks. Green is known to wear Desert Cameo bullet proof vest.
General Blue Mask - Blue is never spotted in the field, but has made more damage with a computer, than Red has with a gun. He would be higher in the list, but he is rarely seen, as are his followers. There is at least one of his followers on every mission. It's believed he has the least amount of followers, due to there being so few, but is not confirmed. His mask carries a white zero, and his followers carry a blue Zero. He is known to wear blue hoodies.
General Yellow Mask - Yellow, and his followers; are often seen in security footage, and it's uncommon to see them in combat, but it has been known to occur. Yellow works very closely with Red, as do their followers. Both seem too be trained in military tactics, but Yellow is a demolition expert he is responsible for Explosions all over Panem. Yellow is the head of Demolitions & Recon. Yellow is responsible for scouting out locations, Zero only sends in one yellow to avoid detection, but they are usually paired with one red. Yellows also known to set up mines, and trips wires. Not just setting up major explosions. They often use explosions to distract peacekeepers, to get something else. His mask carries a black zero, and his follower's carry a yellow Zero. Yellow is often seen to wear different forms of clothing to avoid identification including his masks .
If you captured any living general or follower, do not execute. Send message to capital, and await instructions. In mean time make sure they are nowhere near shape objects, and make sure they are searched thoroughly. Also be sure to check mouth for cyanide capsules.
"Jenson was the prisoner searched properly" I demand.
"Yes sir. There were no was nothing in his mouth or on his person besides what's in the backpack." She confirms.
"Jenson?" I ask.
"Sir" she says. I get up, and move towards the mirror to look at the prisoner.
"Send a message to the capital. We have a living follower of Yellow mask" I order.
"Yes sir". She then leaves the room. I stand still where I am, and stare at the prisoner; trying to figure out, he works. He is hard to read; his face is blank, his eyes cold. I hear Jenson re-enter the room, and stand beside me in front of the mirror on my right.
"Message sent sir, orders are to bring him to the capital with the tributes from today's reaping's" she says.
"Was that all?" I ask.
"Yes sir" she says.
I turn my head to the side to look at her. "When does the reaping begin?" I ask softly.
"34 minutes sir" she answers.
I take a deep breath, and exhale." When I am in the room with the prisoner, I want you to play the audio of the reaping into the room". I say.
"Sir?" she questions.
"He was here for a reason Jenson. I believe it has something to do with the reaping. I want to see his reaction towards it." I answer.
"Do you think he was going to bomb the reaping" she asks.
"No, No. I doubt they would risk children's lives like that, especially if it broadcasted. They would be viewed in as child killers. I doubt that would do good with their cause." I say then click my tongue.
I move towards the door; it open, and stop to turn to Jenson. "Don't forget as soon as the reaping starts I want you to knock on the window and if I give you the thumbs up play it" I order. She nods her head. I leave then shut the door behind me. I walk towards the Interrogation room, but then I stop before my hand touches the handle. I realize he will need a med kit. I jog to the medical bay, and open it to find Pike, getting his nose popped back in.
"AHH GOD DAME IT" I hear him scream. Man he has a set of lungs. The nurse notices me, and walks towards me." Do you need something" she asks with a smile.
I smile back. "I need a Medical Kit for a prisoner Ma'am" I answer. She nods her head, and walks away. I look towards Pike, whose nose has swollen to the a large cucumber. I notice Reynolds is absent.
"Pike" I say. He jumps a little when he hears my voice. I suppose he was too focused on his nose to notice I was here.
"Sir" he says in a nasally tone.
"Where is Reynolds?" I ask.
"He said he needed a cigarette" he answers.
"Alright" I say. Then the nurse walks towards me, with the medical kit.
"Here you go sir" she says again with a smile.
"Thank you…" I leave a pause, because I don't know her name.
"Jenny" she says.
"Well thank you Jenny" I say then she walks away. I begin to walk out the door. I stop, and turn to Pike.
"Sorry about the nose, it's just been a rough day for me" I admit.
" … No problem sir, I didn't search the page properly." He points to his nose." This is well deserved, I was just excited we caught a criminal" he exclaims.
I chuckle." I understand, Pike". I say. I turn to walk out the door.
"Bye sir" he says
"Bye Pike" I say.
I then walk out the door, and towards the interrogation room, and enter.
"I am head peacekeeper Fitzgerald, but you can call me Alton, and you are…" I say with a pause.
"…"
"Not looking to talk huh, okay how about I help you with your face? I am sorry, about what they did. I was off duty, and I didn't know." I explain.
Again he says nothing although he does become a bit less tense.
"Do you want medical aid?" I ask again.
He nods his head. I get up, and begin to tend to his face. "What's your name?" I ask. He says nothing again. I begin cleaning off the dried blood off his face.
"Okay, how about the first letter of your name? that way I have something to call you." I propose.
He seems to contemplate this for a bit. " … O". He murmurs.
I nod. "O, Okay ". I begin to put paste on his cuts, and there is silence for a bit. I can tell he is waiting for me to ask him something else, but I don't. I rub some cream on his bruises.
"This cream will help with the swelling" I tell him.
"Okay" he murmurs.
I then move to my seat after I have finished, and sit. I look at him in the eye; I can see he doesn't enjoy it. He starts to squirm in his seat a bit.
"Aren't you going to ask me some questions… or something" he blurts.
"No" I say.
"No?" he asks.
"No, none" I tell him.
"Why?" he asks.
"Because I don't need too" I reveal.
He frowns at this, and it makes him hiss.
"Are you okay?" I ask.
"Fine, why don't you need to ask me any questions?" he inquires.
"Because I already know O" I hint.
"Know what?" he questions.
"That you are a follower of Yellow Mask and an agent for Zero" I reveal.
"I d-don't what you are talking about" he stammers. He starts to stir in his chair.
"Yes you do O" I say, and then I lean back in my chair with my arms crossed." I also know why you're here" I lie.
He freezes, and I see the worry in his eyes. I hear Jenson knock on the mirror, and I give her the thumbs up, while never taking my eyes off O. The audio begins to play:
"Hello, and welcome to this year's 103rd Hunger Games. I am Kingston Wallow your escort from the capital. Now let's get this started shall we let's start with the boys to change it up a bit". He says.
O opens his mouth to ask something, but I put my hand up to silence him, and point to my ear. To tell him to just listen
"The male tribute for district 6 is… Axel Helbig" Kingston announces to the crowd. And then I hear I scream from a woman, and a lot of voices of outrage.
We are looking into each other's eyes to see how the other is reacting to the audio. He seems just as outraged as the people on the audio his face isn't showing it, but his eyes are. I don't know what message he is getting from me, but I am trying not to hide my emotions, so I hope he understands my feelings towards the reaping, and not good.
"Why are we listening to this?" O questions, but I ignore him.
"Now the female tribute for District 6 is… Janette Magnetta." He announces to the crowd.
My eyes don't hide my reaction from O. I try to recover, but he saw how I reacted. He doesn't know my relation to Janette, but he knows I know her. He opens his mouth to ask me something, but then we hear a loud bang from behind the mirror, then the audio clicks off, then we hear another two bangs, and I identify them as gun fire. I get up withdrawn my side arm, then I flip the table to the side to use it as a shield, and move it the corner of the room opposite of the door and move O behind it, and get him to kneel behind it, with me behind him using him as an extra layer of security, by putting my left hand on the chain between his cuffs, and my right hand with my firearm over his should with my back to the wall. My position is secure, and they can't shot through the glass its bullet proof.
"Is it yellow or red masks" I ask calmly, after I hear more gun shots.
"I think both" he answers calmly. He isn't being smug, about his people coming for him, which surprises me. The lights turn off leaving the room only a faint glow from the backup lights.
My gun and my eyes are aiming towards the door. I see something slide under the door towards the middle of the room, and stop. I then see two small circular discs.
"Close your eyes Alton" .O yells. He then hides his face in my shoulder to cover his eyes.
I do as I asked, and put my face into the crook of his neck, and I hear a loud bang flask of white hitting my eyelids, and then I hear someone kick open the door. I immediately remove my head, and look forward to see the room filled with red and yellow smoke, there are also flares in the room so everything has a thin taint of red. I guess that answers my previous question. I try, and look for figures in the crowd, but my eyes start to tear up, and I begin to cough uncontrollably, I realize they threw tear gas into the room, as well as an impact smoke bomb. I am unable to focus, and I don't notice someone hit me in the head with the butt of their gun; knocking me and O over. I look up through teary eyes to see a Red Mask with a black respiratory attached to it , which highlights the Black Zero on his forehead, and I realize I am looking at the originally Red Mask. Red then rips O from me, and puts a Yellow Mask on him with a black respiratory attached, which also highlights the Black Zero on his forehead. I deep realization hits me. O is General Yellow.
Red then aims his gun at me. My eyes widen even more, which just stings my eyes even more, but then O. I mean Yellow puts his hand over Reds gun to push it down. Red looks at Yellow the way a man in mask can look at someone in confusion, and Yellow shakes his head to tell him no. I hear Red growl, then he moves towards me, and hits me with the butt of his gun, and my world goes black.
I hope you enjoyed the chapter, and to the makers of these tributes your tributes will get more face time in future chapters. i will update in the next two weeks, and i will tell you if I can't.