AN: You'll find that this chapter is a bit… different xD
It actually takes place a few chapters ago so we hope you'll be able to figure the timeline out.
Disclaimer: Not ours.
Chapter XI I/II: Mags
Mags' P.O.V.
Relief coursed through me when Finnick jumped into the water. He'd escaped from the fire. But then the worst thing possible happened. After they'd put out the fire, Finnick emerged from the water with Percy. I almost had a heart attack.
Everyone could see this. Usually cameras were affected by the mist so that no one, not even me, could see what really is on the picture. So if I can see Percy, everyone can see Percy. President Snow's not stupid, he knows about demigods.
I watched with horror as Finnick and Percy sat down next to the water to talk. Finnick explained some things, but I wasn't really listening. Until they broadcasted the fallen tributes. As a mentor, it was important to keep track of the tributes, so I focused on the screen again, writing down who'd died. I wasn't surprised to see Alice's face. I'd seen how the poor girl had been killed by the district twelve girl.
Percy and Finnick were doing the same except they were talking instead of writing. I grimaced as Finnick tried to be optimistic, commenting that they wouldn't have to kill those tributes anymore.
Percy scoffed. "That's an interesting way of looking at things. I am going to kill president Snow if I ever get the chance."
"Percy!" I exclaimed in shock. The poor boy, he didn't know we were watching him!
Then Finnick's reply made me facepalm: "And I'll be at your side, holding him down."
"Drop the subject, Percy," I pleaded with him. "Don't make yourself an even bigger target."
Percy unfortunately didn't drop the subject, "Can he see me when I kill him?"
Finnick chuckled, "I sure as Hades hope so, he will piss his pants from the glare you'll be sending him."
I sighed. I guess I'll have to clean up their mess for them. That's what a good mentor would do.
I closed my eyes and prayed, "Hestia, goddess of the Hearth, Home and Family. Please help me save those two young, foolish, idiotic demigod boys from the wrath of the Capitol."
My eyes stayed shut until I felt another presence enter the room. I immediately felt more at ease in her presence.
"Hestia, my old friend," I welcomed her. "I'm sure you know why I called you here?"
"Two of my favorite demigods are in danger," The goddess shook her head fondly. "Oh, and you'd probably like to watch the screen again. Believe me, you don't want to miss this." She smiled as she settled down on the couch next to me.
Percy coughed, "Uh, speaking of the platform… can we talk about the kiss?"
Kiss…
"Err, yeah. Sure, so what about it?" Finnick said.
"Did you enjoy it?"
"Did Finnick kiss someone? Which district?" I asked Hestia concerned. The last thing we needed was star-crossed-love.
She shook her head and motioned for the television again.
"Depends…," Finnick said awkwardly. "Did you?"
"Wow, what?" I exclaimed.
"Uh, yeah." Percy admitted with a small blush. "I mean, I would like a repeat, but only if you want to, of course…"
Finnick's head looked like a tomato when he responded, "I think… that I would like that very much."
Percy grinned stupidly. "Great!"
But so did Finnick. "Yeah…"
Oh gods, this is sooo awkward. "They're kind of cute together," I mused.
Hestia nodded triumphantly. "I've always known Percy was gay!"
I laughed.
"So, er… about that kiss that we were going to repeat…" Percy began.
"Right now?" I asked.
"Oh, you mean… now?" Finnick asked.
Percy moved closer to him. Then they were kissing. I felt a bit uncomfortable spying on them like this, but I knew that everyone else was doing the same.
And they repeated the action.
"Okay, I think I've seen enough." I said, turning to Hestia again. "But the reason you're here, I don't know what to do,
"President Snow wants them dead. No one is going to sponsor them anymore and without money I can't help them. They'll need all the help they can get if they want to survive an angry Coriolanus Snow."
Hestia nodded. "You know what happened to District thirteen, right?"
"Yes, it was all over the news. Plus they show it each year. Why?"
"They lied. District thirteen still exists because the gods protected it from the bombs," Hestia explained. "Almost all of the demigods today the day live there. They're hiding and training."
"What about the monsters?"
"They can't find them there. It's protected. From the Capitol as well. Mount Olympus is also located above it," Hestia said. "But the point is, they can give you money. Act as secret sponsors."
"That sounds great, but how do I find them?" I asked.
"Don't worry, they'll find you."
