Disclaimer: I do not own the Hunger Games not matter how much I would like to.
I lay on the cold, hard floor in a ball, my body screaming from pain. The explosion had taken a toll on me and my skin was red raw and my head still bled from the gash. Boreas the Peacekeeper's slap had left a deep cut across my face from where one of his many rings had tugged on the skin. I had been here a day and nothing had happened, food and water came in through a little slot in the wall that appeared as though by magic along with a pill version of my medicine, I don't think they trusted me with a syringe. Food was just a grey, soupy slush that tasted like cardboard and there was never enough to keep me full.
I had tried multiple to times to get the door to open, I had rammed my shoulder against the wall, scratched at the paint with my fingernails and even tried to stop the food slot from closing with my hand but nothing happened except me nearly dislocating my shoulder, breaking all my nails until the cracked stubs bled and nearly having my wrist snapped off by a metal flap which left a deep gauge in my hand. The room was so small and I was beginning to feel claustrophobic, the cave in the Hunger Games had been bigger. It was the size of either a really big closet or a tiny toilet room. Speaking of a toilet room, there wasn't one, there was a hole in the ground that appeared every two hours, it was really gross.
The wall swung open and a peacekeeper walked in the room, he had cuffs in his hands and a gun, as he came towards me I grabbed his wrist and flipped him into the back wall. He slumped over and I stole his gun running through the open entrance, I made it halfway down the empty hall before a shock wave pierced my body and I fell to the floor. Boreas stood above holding a taser, he grabbed my hair and dragged me back to my room throwing me down hard on the floor.
'Don't try that again little girl.' He grabbed the gun and the peacekeeper by the collar and yanked his unconscious body out of the room.
The next day the wall opened again and this time two peacekeepers stood waiting for me. The first walked in and grabbed my arms to hold me down as the other approached I kicked out and smashed him in the face, he went sprawling. I yanked my arms forward and ducked as the second went flying over my head and out of the room. The first started to get up but I roundhouse kicked him in the nose and he fell back to the floor. I jumped over the two bodies and ran down the hall again looking behind me every so often to make sure no one could hit me from behind. The door at the end of the hall slammed shut and gas started to pour from the ceiling filling the passage, I began to choke and sank to my knees as the world went fuzzy and I blacked out.
I awoke in the room again heavy chains binding my wrists and ankles to the floor, I sat up but that was as far as I could get, my head throbbed and I was still dizzy. I tugged against the chains but they cut into my wrists and began to draw blood so I decided to stop. The wall swung open a third time and four peacekeepers came in and fastened extra chains to my arms before releasing me from my current ones. They pulled me to my feet and dragged me along the corridor, I shoved against them and tried to fight back but my arms were bound and I was restricted. They all walked a safe distance from me with two in the front and two in the back, the ones in the front dragged long chains that were bound to the cuffs on my arms and every so often they would give them a harsh yank pulling me forward and nearly knocking me off my feet. They lead me into a small, white room that looked exactly like the one I had been in previously except for a large wooden chair that was bolted to the floor and was lined with metal rods and a metal box in the corner. They shoved me down in the chair and strapped my arms, legs and head to the wood. I pulled against the leather restraints but the closest peacekeeper just shoved me down and pulled them tighter so I could barely move. They left me alone and all I could do was sit and wait.
After a while Boreas came in accompanied by two scientists, he grabbed my feet and plunged them in a tub of freezing cold water that sent chills down my spine. The scientists opened the metal box exposing large wire which they clipped to the metal rods,
'Now little girl, what do you know about the rebellion?' Boreas stared at me with his cold, green eyes and I felt like he was trying to burn a hole in my soul.
'I don't know what you're talking about.'
'Wrong answer.' He nodded to the scientists and they flicked a switch on the box, I saw a blue spark before my body exploded with pain. Electricity shot through my skin and my whole body shook, my flesh felt like it was on fire and my brain felt like it was turning to mush. I bit back the screams that were forming in my throat and my hands clenched into fists as I tried to fight against the pain. He nodded again and the pain stopped, black spots flashed in front of my eyes and a wave of nausea and dizziness shook through my body.
'Now I'm going to ask you this again little girl, what do you know about the rebellion?'
I spat straight in his face, 'Not a damn thing!' He nodded again to the scientists.
It went on and on and on. After a while my whole body went limp and I could no longer answer him, I just slumped in the chair and I would've fallen out if I hadn't have been so heavily chained. After what seemed like hours, he told them to stop,
'I think she's had enough for one day, we'll see how she fairs tomorrow.' The peacekeepers came back in as the scientists packed away the machine and I was dragged back to my cell, I managed to get to my feet and walk to prove to them that they couldn't get to me. As the wall slammed shut behind me I heard him whisper.
'See you tomorrow little girl. That's when the real fun begins.