(Age 23, The 75th Hunger Games- Quarter Quell )

We pretty much walked in silence most of the way. The rocks were a bit annoying to maneuver around but thankfully it was Katniss' turn to carry the wire. So my job of being her gaurd with no weapons was a bit easier.

Johanna huffed infront of us. "Come on. I want to put as much distance between me and this beach as possible. Frying is not how I want to go".

Crap. I heard a snap and looked up at Katniss in alarm. She stared out at the wire and muttered. "Theres something..."

I knew that once wire was tugged in the opposite direction of us that we had company. And I don't have weapons. Shit-fucking-shit-fuck!

The wire had been cut and on instinct Katniss went to load another arrow. A sudden surge of pain had me falling and hitting my head against a rock...Johanna. God damn it!

I knew it!. This plan was a dumb thing to follow along with, should've just accepted the axe in the head. At least I would've died with pride. I could literally feel every citizen of District One rolling their eyes at their screen while muttering things like...'idiot'... 'told you!'... 'what do you expect from outer districts'... 'probably failed out of the academy'...'I've seen children do better'...

I didn't have enough strength to open my eyes but I was panicking madly inside my head. I'm knocked out, someone is screaming next to me and the careers are here. Fan-bloody-tastic!

Another wave of pain raidated up my arm but I didn't even scream. Warm hands rested on my throat and I heard retreating footsteps.

It was silent for a while and I heard a few voices but none that came closer to me. I could feel myself coming to and groggily opened my eyes to see Katniss running away. Leaving me alone, weaponless, on the ground and the careers are about. Gotta love ol'Everdeen.

Well, this just great. With a groan I managed to stand and fumbled my way back to what I hoped was the lightning tree. If Finnick hadn't of knocked me out earlier today then I'd probably be able to walk in a straight line. However, two concussions in the space of six hours is bad. Like, I think I vomited two trees back but don't really know kind of bad.

Shit, should I call out for Finnick? it'd be risky and it'd tell everyone where I am. Fuck. Oh god. I put my hand out infront of me and rested my head against a tree. The world was spinning again and this time I knew it was me and not the gamemakers. I've been hit bad. I think I got hit harder than Everdeen. Speaking of which, where did she run off to?

I tried to blink away the dizziness, it did nothing. The tree tops above me continued to twist and twirl together. Of god here we go, another wave of vomit poured out of me. I guess I can kiss whatever sponsors I had left goodbye. The Capitol is against anything deemed unpleasant and I'm guessing my little vomit show comes under that category. Hopefully I'm going in the exact opposite direction of Katniss though. I just need to find the lightni- BOOM. I jumped in freight. Finnick!

"Peeta!".

Katniss. If Finnick is still at the tree then he's in danger! Especially if little miss archer is there. I started madly stumbling towards what I hoped is the lightning tree. When I entered the clearing I stopped my drunken stumble. The tree is here but...It's empty. I felt my head tip in confusion and as I did so, my eyes connected with Katniss Everdeen's.

She sat, crouched in the long grass with an arrow raised at my throat. I'm defenceless, an easy shot considering I can't tell the difference between left and right at the moment. A defenceless career. This is how it ends. I found my life flashing before my eyes. Little girls giggling over new knives, my mother harshly gripping my shoulders, my brothers spearing eachother with smiling faces and Finnick's smirk.

I slowly rasied my hands in surrender. She was hesistaing and I knew she'd recently seen my games. I literally had nothing left to lose, maybe I can make her hesitate even more. It'd give me an extra few minutes to run anayways. I let out a shaky breath and said the line that'd cost me all my suffering in life. "Katniss. Don't let them have it!".

She held my stare before the words resonated with her. She swallowed with a nod. She aimed her arrow away from my throat and up to sky. Just as the lighting struck the tree she let her arrow fly.

Just like that wave of water from all those years ago we were pushed back, flying into the air with the weight of the world.

Pain, it was the first thing I registered. I watched as a new sky opened up from the old one. I was powerless to move my body away from the falling scaffolding. It fell around me in long tubes and slaps of concrete. Next I felt heat, warmth, I was aware of fire creeping in and surrounding me. Spreading from plant to plant. Tree to tree. Almost like pretty lights. I closed my eyes when a claw of a hovercraft enclosed around me. I guess I'm dead then. My body is being collected, I'll be put in a box and shipped back to District One. Weird, would my mother bother to cry when she sees my body? It was my last thought as I lost consciousness.

I gasped awake and noticed I was in a hovercraft. I quickly ripped off my oxygen mask and IV before looking around me in panic. This isn't a Capitol hovercraft. Theres no avoxes around, no peacekeepers. Just Beetee to my right and an empty bed to my left.

If this isn't owned by the Capitol then...Who does that even leave?

Waves of fear encased me. At the end of my last games Snow was in my hovercraft, white rose in hand. A life of servitude followed. Who owned this one? Are they worse then even Snow?

In my panic I'd drained out all the voices but they seemed deafening now. Voices, angry voices carried out from a room in front of me.

"You're a lier!...You're a lier!".

I swallowed and popped myself up on my elbows. My body seemed to ache all over. I took a shaky breath and stood up. That's definitely Katniss. I could hear her whines as I stumbled along the pathway to the enclosed doors.

I walked as well as I could into the room in which I heard multiple people. My eyes instantly landed on Katniss. On the ground, lifeless. Shit...

I looked at who else was here with me. Haymitch, Heavenbee...

I gasped. "Y-you!"

Before I could rip his throat out, a voice had me frozen.

"Stop, just listen".

My eyes instantly snapped to Finnick's and I found myself nodding. I trust Finnick but not Hevensbee. I looked back at Heavensbee with all the hate I could muster. "Five minutes, that's all you've got before I decide whether to kill you or not".

He nodded and gave me a calm smile. "You and Katniss were our mission from the start. This is the revolution, Miss Watts. Something President Snow made sure you didn't know you'd started all those years ago in the 70th hunger games. But we'd found hurdles in uniting the districts. Career districts, as you call them are too proud and stubborn to follow Katniss, District two espcially. But they follow you, whether you're aware or not. What you showed in your games hit home for everyone raised in an academy given no freedom. It's a different kind of opression. One the outer districts can't relate to, one that opresses through no education apart from what your taught in a Capitol run boarding school. You screaming and being brought down by your lack of humanity inflicted rage into the citizens of Districts One and Two. The same people taught not to feel, brainwashed and lacking education of the real world. To have that shamed upon them started the spark. But with you and Katniss shown working together, It's lit the fire and united the districts. Districts One through Twelve now united. I made sure every aspect of the games would break down your walls so you'd give in more to fighting our cause. From the wave, the blood rain, the jabberjays...All of it was strategically planned just for you. We know how careers work and to get you and Katniss working together you had to be stripped of that identity. Finnick seducing you came in handy there. And you succeed right to the very end when you told Katniss that line. The line that's caused uprisings in your own district. The line that showed you working together to break out of the arena. Inter district unity. As we speak people in Districts One, Three and Four are rebelling all thanks to you."

I felt my mouth open and close like a fish."B-but I ddidn't mean for, I d-"

Heavensbee nodded at me. "Miss Watts, you are the Diamond and Katniss is the Mockingjay. Half the tributes were in on it, at the moment we're currently travelling to District Thirteen".

No. I felt tears running down my cheeks. My eyes looked back at Finnick in betrayal. I felt myself letting out a shaky sob. "You sudeced me? So all of it meant nothing!?"

He shook his head at me, his eyes pained. "At the start bu-"

I galred back with tears of rage. "But what? Then you got feelings for me!?". I felt myself sniff. "I hate you!". Finnick's pained look turned to slight anger before he turned around with his head in his hands. I hadn't even realised Haymitch had crept up on me with some sort of syringe. I started shaking my head in fear. "Get the fuck away from me!"

Haymitch had me against the wall and I felt him inject something into my arm. He gave me a regretful look. "Sorry, Princess".

I realised as I started to lose concioussness that Finnick had caught me before I'd hit the floor. I could feel him crying into my hair as I laid in his arms. His constant string of sorrys being whispered into my ear... I hate him.

He'd promised. Promised he'd drag out my death and I felt now, he truly had. This is the worst kind of death, a broken heart. It's more painful then any trident wound. More painful then screaming in that field with Annie. Its the worst he could've possibly done to me. Give me hope after forgetting what it used to feel like only to shatter it. To shatter me. Because even though I'm still alive, I can't feel anything. He was right, he dragged it out and It's the most painful death I think anyone can ever experience.

*End of Book One*