Disclaimer: 15 year old girl, not Suzanne Collins…

Author's Note: Tell me if these notes annoy you guys, okay? Anyways I'm going to do a short follow up of what's going on with Peeta, Johanna, Cinnia, and Enobaria then going to Katniss for a bit!

Peeta's POV

"No! Stop! Ahhhh!" is all I've been hearing for the past three or more hours. When are they ever going to let her leave that torture chamber?

"I'm never going to tell you anything! Give it up already!" shouts Enobaria at the top of her lungs. One last scream and all has been quiet since.

Oh no. Please be alive, please be alive. I repeat over and over in my head.

President Snow's POV

"You foolish woman. You're honestly not going to tell us anything? Look into my eyes." I say grabbing her face. "Look! This is your last chance because I've had it with you. You tell us what the hell is going on right now or never!"

"Never…" the homely idiot says through clenched teeth.

"Alright, then I believe were done here." I say contently. "Men, off with her head!" I give her one last smirk before I leave and whisper in her ear, "You will not be missed."

Beaming, I leave the torture chamber and make my way into the viewing area where I can watch all the delightful pain and suffering of the rebels. As I enter the room, my right hand man, Mr. Willis, greets me and congratulates me on my success.

I got to admit, as much as I like being complimented and everything there's something up with this guy. I mean honestly, what man gets pink hair!

I take my seat next to Mr. Willis and get ready to watch the murder of Enobaria. Looking through the one way mirror I watch as my men search through a pile of weapons for the best way to kill her.

"That one!" I say through the microphone when the buff man with orange skin picks up a long, curved sword. Ah, yes, that one will be great. "You may begin the killing!" I announce and smiles spread wide across their faces. Man, I love this job.

Three…he swings back the sword, two…it glides through the air, one…it makes contact! My favorite red liquid flies through the air and creates ruby red puddles everywhere. I can hear a clunk as the head falls to the ground, my favorite sound.

"Beautiful work men!" I praise with a smile. Another day well spent.

"Doesn't that just make your day?" I blissfully ask Mr. Willis.

"Oh yes, President Snow!" he says with a smile. Although a second ago I swear I saw him wince at the sight. Wimp.

I guess I should go tell the other renegades what happened to their beloved Enobaria though.

As I make my way down the hall to their living chambers, all I can think about is that execution. What a rush?! That's just another reason why I love the Hunger Games. After about a minute of walking I arrive at the metal doors of the chamber with two guards, the one with blue hair and the other with orange skin, at my feet.

"If you haven't noticed already Enodbaria is…not here anymore. Let's just say we sent her on away, alright?" I happily say with my signature smirk. "Anyways, don't think this won't happen to you, because it can and it will eventually! Watch your back's kids and do what I say. " I chuckle gleefully imagining how I will kill off the others as I make my way back down to my lounge.

Man, I love this job.

Peeta's POV

You know what would be really awesome? To know what the heck is going on in this place!

After Idiot Snow leaves our quarters is when I get mad.

"Alright, is someone going to tell me what the hell is going on?!" I yell, maybe a little too loud…

"Peeta, seriously chill out. Everything will be fine. Just try to trust me. I know I'm not Katniss, but believe me I'm going to get you out of here."

"Chill out?! Really Johanna? Chill? No. Enobaria was just slaughtered! Your friend, our friend! I've had it, I want to know everything. Honestly, I don't think we're getting out of here, we are just going to be killed before you know it."

"God, you are so stubborn. You don't even know what the best thing to do for you is, it's to shut up! How does she put up with all this?" and with that my face drops. Am I really that much of a handful? I mean I guess I caused Katniss to nearly sacrifice her life for me back in the arena… and again in these past games. I think Johanna must notice how that comment hit me because she starts talking again in a softer tone.

"Look, it's now my job to protect you. I am going to get us out of here…well someone will eventually. But, before the day comes when we are rescued you need to follow my orders and I mean it, Peeta."

"Okay, okay. I'm sorry… I just…I don't know. Forget it." Johanna nods and goes back to her corner.

I guess I should try and get some sleep, for whose knows what tomorrow will bring for us here.

Katniss's POV

I think I just blacked out because I wake up and see people standing around my bed. I blink a few times to put everything in focus. I can see Gale, Finnick, Haymitch, and Plutarch talking.

"Well she obviously did not take that well, so what's going to happen when we tell her the rest of the situation?" questions Haymitch. His face has five red streaks going down it from when I clawed his face possibly earlier today or yesterday...who knows. I don't exactly know if what I did was necessary, but I'm furious and do not care at all.

I can tell Gale feels uncomfortable because he's fiddling with his fingers. Poor guy… I still wonder how he got here.

"Ehhemmm." I pretend to clear my throat to get their attention. They all must have been in deep conversation because I seem to startle all of them.

"Ah Katniss, we were wondering when you would wake back up." says Haymitch with a fake smile. I just ignore him because seriously, I am too pissed to talk to him.

"Go on boy." Plutarch tells Gale quietly while he nudges him with his elbow. Gale gives him one last, almost scared look and begins talking.

"Um Catnip, there's something we need to tell you. You know how I told you Prim and your mom aren't in District 12…?" he pauses waiting for a response.

"Yeah…they are here." What is going to say? I thought they told me everything!? Oh god…please. I wince getting ready for the worst.

"Actually Catnip, we don't know where they are. You passed out before I got to tell you and…"

Everything starts to become fuzzy again and I don't even hear what they're saying. Soon enough, all is back to being pure black.

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