Till the End I Dream To My Heart's Content

by 07XReflectional

What happens when a deadly Olympian secret goes out of control and plans to destroy time as we know it? All she had to do was make Percy and Katniss meet. And she did. Its up to the duo to save time and unleash their inner powers in order to save humanity. Chapter 29 is up! ; READ!

21. Whisper

For mah peeps~!

~MaxWaylandGrey, mah awesome beta and forever BFFFF/ultramegabestfriend *mermaid man and barnacle theme in bg* Without that chick, I would have never even WRITTEN this story. . .or continued xD

~HadiedaughterofHades

~Luis113

~SNL

~Distant Storms

This chapter is long. 14,103 words, baby! Without including my side comments. . .May the force be with you. I also recommend some snacks . . . AND tissues. LOTS.

Whisper

•Katniss's POV•
It hurt. My heart hurts. I yelled at Prim. I didn't have to do it so crudely. I mean—sure I had my faults but so did she. She replaced me without asking. It hurt even more when she said she had freedom. Why don't or can't I have that? No one asked me to choose my fate or what I wanted!

"You okay?" I look up from sulking. We're in the subway HQ. I just happen to be in a "waiting room" of a sort. They have vending machines and tables in here. The walls are painted this creamy mint color. As are the tables, the chairs are white however.

Peeta takes a seat and scoots next to me. He puts a blanket around me. I bet my eyes are puffy from sulking so much.

"No . . . I'm not." I engrave my face on his chest. I'm so confused. I don't know what to expect, await or perceive. He then starts coughing furiously.

"Peeta . . . are you ok?" I've been so caught up with everything that . . . that . . . that I'm a terrible friend now.

"Yeah, kind of. I'm kind of sick since you rescued me from the Capitol. I can't eat or do a lot of physical exercise. The running today tired me out." Familiarness striked me funny.
"It feels as if I've been poisoned or something."

"Come on, maybe my mother can help you." I start to get up. But he gets a grip on my wrist and holds me back.

"No . . . Stay with me. Please." I look at him and he stands up. "I . . . I love you, Katniss. I want to be by your side . . . forever. We've just—we've just shared so much with each other. And I couldn't have made it so far if it weren't for you. You're my comfort," He coughs, "And my all." I stare into his gorgeous blue eyes.

We kiss. I don't know for how long but we fall into the chair all over again from the passion in our kiss. The room heats up and I never want to stop. His tongue explores my mouth for the first time. This is new for me. But I want it to go on and for my body to keep pumping.

This is what I want and have been secretly waiting for.

We breathe.

"You love me? Real or not real?" He asks.

"Real."

Being apart ain't easy on this love affair. Two strangers learn to fall in love again. I got the joy of rediscovering you. Now I'm forever yours—faithfully.

•Percy's POV•
It hurt. Seeing that hurt. I don't know why. It was just a shock, I guess.

I was bringing hot tea to the waiting room for Katniss while she sulked in one of the bomb shelters. And I heard enough to know . . . to know I'm out of the picture. They couldn't see me. I was behind the wall next to the entrance to the door less room.

"I . . . I love you, Katniss. I want to be by your side . . . forever. We've just—we've just shared so much with each other. And I couldn't have made it so far if it weren't for you. You're my comfort . . . And my all."

The next scene was just—was just too much.

Yoli was right. I think I'm falling in love with Katniss Everdeen.

But I can't say shit about it now. Heck, I'm not even sure. I'm probably hallucinating—yeah that's it. That has to be it. I can't possibly love two girls at the same time, right?

I start walking backwards until I eventually go back to the main well-lit hall.

"Percy?" I turn to see a familiar face.

"Holt?" I go down so my knees bend and I can see Holt eye to eye. "How have you been, man?" He smiles.

"Good. We live with Katniss's family. They don't believe me when I tell them I know her, though." I ruffle his hair.

"You takin' care of Rose?" He nods.

"Holt, wh—" Prim walks in on us. Someone else walks alongside her. The other girl was about her age with dazzling green eyes and black curly frizzed hair.

"Oh Percy . . ." She looks over to Holt and me. "You know each other?" Holt nods.

"I told you I knew Katniss! Percy was with her when they saved us from District Eleven!" She grabs Holt's hand. The cute girl next to Prim nudges Prim.

"Oh, Percy this is Marissia. Marissia—Percy."

"Hey." She says happily. "Holt—um—wandered in here." She said suddenly, tucking some of her stray hairs behind her ear.

"So, when was this, Percy? You know, what Holt was saying." I look into Prim's eyes.

"When we saved Peeta and Sora from the Capitol. Katniss happened to . . . come by them. They never captured me though for tagging along. I'm untouchable. That's something me and your sister have in common. We can fade away just like that." I snapped as I said "that" to add more effect. She had a funny look.

"So, I bet you have something to do with my sister's 'stunt' back when she bombed the jail cell." She must have seen the confusion on my face. "You know when they had her surrounded and they were about to kill her . . . She just whispered something to Gale and just faded away. Like, literally was gone with the wind."

I look straight ahead into blankness. "Yeah . . . in a way. I do. I can do the same." She nods.

"I'd like to talk to you more often, Percy. I like you. You're . . . different." She smiled and went away with Marissia and Holt as he waved goodbye. I waved back.

"Well, someone was getting hit on." I see Finnick and he pats my back.
"You're really good with the ladies. Primrose Everdeen—I've heard—is dating Rory Hawthorne but I think she and Marissia Knightly have a thing for you. I mean they were hitting on you straight on, man." I shrug.

"What about you, Trident?" I turn to him and his humorous expression turns dark.

"Annie. Annie Cresta. She's my lover and always will be. But nobody knows where she is. I thought the Capitol had her but I guess not. She's so beautiful." He spaces out. "Sorry, got a bit carried away. Well, off to the conference room! Big meeting to attend to!" He went off and I stood there for a moment. Huh, Katniss's sister has a thing for me. Funny. Does the word "irony" sound familiar? "Come on Perce! You are part of this, aren't you?" I nod and go after him. What's a Percy gotta do, right?

We enter the main strategy room. It's the one I first entered when I was introduced as "Alex".

Haymitch then started talking in a loud voice.

"Okay, after negotiating some practical terms we've concluded that General Katniss, Peeta, Mitzuki, Oran, and General Sora will regain their original ranks for twenty-four hours. So I would like to ask the current generals of Cloud and Mockingjay to step down for the twenty four hours." Haymitch gives Sora a cue and he gets up.

"I declare Mitzuki Nakamura as my assistant general. We'll be enforcing the airline division of the defense once again. So come with me so I may give you further instruction." Mitzuki follows him and the rebels who plan on working with him.

Finnick then gets up. "I apologize to my previous assistant general who I kindly ask to step down 'cause I need that position to go to Perseus Jackson for the night." I look up. What? No way.

"Isn't your name Alex? We haven't seen you in over four months, son." Plutarch points out. I remember his threat to kill me if I betrayed them.

"I lied about my name. Forgive me, I'm a paranoid person. My real name is Perseus." He nods.

"Know that you'll have a small punishment for lying like that, son." Oh great. Whatever, I don't answer to Alex, anyway. But really? Punishment? Is that really necessary?

"Nice cover." Finnick whispers. "Okay, so, I ask my troops to follow me. I realize there isn't much water here except for the small rivers surrounding Thirteen but I have a plan." He gets up and motions me up as well. The troops follow us.

"Where is Katniss!" Haymitch growls.

"Right here." She says as she enters dragging Peeta. "And I declare Peeta Mellark and Gale Hawthorne as my assistant generals."

"You can't—!" Plutarch began.

"It's just one night! Leave it all to me. What more can't I ask for?" She spits with venom.

"Katniss, it's me or Peeta. Choose from the options you're given." Gale says cockily.

"No, I have a fate to choose. You said so yourself. If my sister has the justice and freedom to choose, then so do I. And this is the option I'm putting myself up for. Deal with it or next time choke on your words before you think about anyone using them against you. And, think just who the heck you're talking to before you preach on fate or destiny." Everyone in the room went dead silent.

"If you don't shut your mouth next time, you will be executed." Haymitch growled. Okay, that's it. He crossed my line. No one yells at Katniss like that when she speaks her mind. No one. (Only me.)

"So, you're gonna execute a person for choosing their own destiny?" I go up to the center where Katniss is. My knees buckle. Why am I up here again . . .? "So what you're basically threatening her, is to kill her if she does what she wants to. What happened to free will? Katniss," I point to her, "Has always been a piece of your games. She didn't want this. She never even dreamed of it. So, how dare you impose death on a girl who just sought for her life in a game?"

I turn to Gale. "And you for even forcing her to choose between people she loves. She wants to make a choice of her own for once without people turning on her. So just—just let her." I wanted to go bury my face in a pillow now. I mean—I just spoke in front of a lot of people. Like, the gods are worse to speak in front of and all but, this time is different . . .

"Isn't that what destiny really is? What you want it to be? Not what the person next to you deciphers for you?" Peeta echoed the final words that left Haymitch and Plutarch ghost white.

"Let's move out troops!" Sora yelled with a smirk. "We got a District to defend!" That's how a new attitude was formed. Applause was heard as they all yelled Katniss's name. Mockingjay.

Everyone worked hard in their base. Sora's team got the hovercrafts working. And making sure they can infiltrate the naval ships before they do too much damage to Thirteen and shut them down. Finnick's team is getting all the emergency supplies ready to put out fires. So the District won't light up with the few shakes it will have from the battle and bombs. Katniss's team was working on keeping all the Capitol soldiers as far back as they can from the city and the bomb shelters especially.

'Gemini Home' will be supervising the whole thing back at the bomb shelters. Making sure everything is in our hands.

Let the battle begin, and may the gods and odds be ever in our favor.

•Katniss's POV•

"What can I do to help?" I face Rory and smile.

"Stay close to me. And just follow me or Gale and do what we do." He nods in approval.

"Um, General Mockingjay." I turn to face a soldier from the building balcony. We're on, like, the fifth floor to a building awaiting our initiation cues that will begin in about two hours. It's pitch black at this time—ten o'clock.

"Yes, soldier?"

"General Cloud wants to see you." Sora? What could he want? "He's on the thirtieth floor in preparation."

"I'll be on my way." I motioned Rory to stay up here.

I went inside the skyscraper and up through the elevator to the thirtieth floor which Sora's division was momentarily occupying before they went to their main battle base. This building right now is where all the troops that will be in battle are saying their last goodbyes, writing letters, eating, last minute training, etc.

Ding.

I went out and saw Mitzuki braiding her hair in Greek Armor.

"Katniss," She put the brush down. "Come on, everyone is waiting for you." She leads me to a door where there were stairs to. They went one more level up. Somehow. We went up until we reached a terrace full of dead flowers and trees without color. The snow took the place of that.

"Mockingjay." Sora's voice echoed. He was also in full Greek armor. I saw around a small bon fire was everyone else. Percy, Oran—heck —even Finnick, Peeta, and Gale. (That's where they went . . .) "Take a seat. We are discussing stuff that was meant to be discussed a long time ago."

I sit and Mitzuki serves me some hot tea. I sip it slowly. Sora motions me to start. Why? Well, I wouldn't be asking if I knew.

"Okay, so, when we rescued you guys from the mine, I had come back from meeting Annabeth Chase." I did a quick side glance over to Percy. I wanted to say so much about how she is but I doubt I'd be appropriate with him around. "Aminta also . . . somewhat came forth on me." Why only me, though? Why not Percy?

Speak of the devil.

"Wait, was this when you faded away after Capture the Flag? And you told Annabeth 'Aminta sends her regards', right?" Bingo. I nod. "I couldn't sleep that night, Kat! I thought she like brainwashed you or like did major harm to you! What did happen then?"

I look up into the starry night.

"I ran after the game ended. I got cocky throughout the whole thing with Clarisse. I remembered the Winter Solstice was, like, in a day or two. So, I ran to see if maybe I could fade myself back . . . the way I did when I was about to get shot. But then I heard her giggles and she appeared telling me about 'Gears clicking on sound nice' and stuff."

"Wait, gears clicking on?" Sora asks curiously.

"I've heard that before in a dream or er—comatose." Percy speaks as he looks out onto the open. "When we were in San Francisco, I fell into the water overnight before the day we were going to save Annabeth." Oh, I remember that. Thalia and I were all over town. Even went into some strip club. "I saw her and she told me to give it up and leave Annabeth there. She said please and stuff." Aminta asking please? Since when is she so nice? So I get the mean scary version?

"Did you feel . . . fear?" I ask him.

"No, I felt pity. Like she wasn't scary. At all." What?

"Wait—how—?" This is not happening.

"I've never seen this 'Aminta' you describe. I always see a small girl with gleaming eyes on the verge of tears. Not a demon. The only time I've seen a demon form of her is—is when she attacked you back at Goode." Percy responds somewhat annoyed. I turn to Finnick and he gives me a look but I just shrug.

"Is it possible . . . that maybe—no, never mind." Oran began. "It's impossible."

"What is? Just say it. I know what you're thinking, Oran." Sora growled.

"Maybe it's Vathia that appears to you, Percy. And Katniss gets Aminta. Or at least her form. No one that has seen Aminta and Vathia doesn't like talking about it when one asks." Oran said. No, you're wrong. Then that would have meant—

"Then how come Vathia told me to not save Annabeth? Why would she do that?" Percy began as his hands went all out. And . . . He stole my question.

"Look, we don't know why, but she must have had her reasons." Oran defended Vathia. I'm not convinced however.

"Look, that's for another day to discuss. What about now? The attack? What's going to happen to us?" Peeta asked. Thank goodness he changed the subject.

"Well, we survive. That is our message. Survive. And that's all there is to it." Sora said. "We're all a team now. As mundane as some of us may be, we're a team." I look at everyone—determined. "Survive, and you'll be okay."

Silence surpassed everyone with the crackling fire in front of us. I sighed.

"Yoli." I whispered slowly. Might as well tell them.

"What?" Mitzuki asked.

"Yoli is—was a demigod. Of Erebus."

"What?" Sora and Oran said in unison.

"That's impossible. The gods aren't allowed to interfere with this side of the world." Mitzuki said blankly. She got up and went inside. Sora and Oran were lost in thought. Why is this happening?

"And there isn't many monsters here either. Why!" I ask. They're keeping secrets from us. And I thought we were a team.

"And the drachmae! Why isn't there any left?" Percy asks—pissed. Mitzuki then came out again carrying a round object covered by cloth.

"There are some things that happened along the line of history, Perseus." She unwrapped a beautiful spherical crystal ball. She saw our eyes eye-balling the sphere and she smiled. "No, I'm not a physic. I'm the one and only Oracle—at your service."

She cleared her throat and spoke in her typical soothing voice that she used when she taught or preached. Or, I guess—prophesied. So harmonizing . . . Like a harp.
"After the Great Prophecy war, there was another issue many, many years later. Monsters wouldn't stop regenerating at a fast rate."

We saw images on the crystal ball. Heroes fighting for their lives. It was a bloodshed.

"Even the gods couldn't stop this. So three heroes sought out to fight this. Children of the big three. Because during this time, the big three could have children as they pleased as long as they claimed them before a certain age."

"And this all happened after the War?" Percy asked. He seemed the most interested anyway.

"Yes. You save everyone, Percy. And Zeus offered you immortality, but you declined. You wished all demigods to never be alone and be claimed as soon as possible. Your wish changed history for the better." She smiled and Percy beamed. His smile and actions lit up centuries of happiness. Why can't I do the same?

"Anyway, the monsters ceased to exist after that and the demigods were free to roam as they pleased. It was like another Golden Age for them." The crystal ball then turned dark. "But that all changed after Gaea tried to rise . . . For the third time, many years later. The second time was with..." She looked over at Sora. He nodded.
"Percy, you lived to see the second time she rose. Secret of centuries lost were uncovered. You and another chosen one stopped her. Jason Grace. He is son of Jupiter, brother of Thalia Grace. There was another camp. The Roman version and they are hidden from the Greek camp and vise versa. Anyway this third time, Gaea wanted to split the Greeks and Romans apart forever, by turning them against each other. The war was horrible and the Roman camp went extinct. It's what created Panem! What destroyed and split the world! The Greeks all moved back east to homeland. The gods made a pact to never have children on this side of the planet because then just by trespassing . . . They would become their Roman selves. And they don't want more issues with their children. This area is just affected by the Romans too much. Hence the Hunger Games. Just like the coliseum games. That's beside the point, though. If there ever was a demigod who has risen from this side of the world . . . That means the gods have broken their pact and the Roman demigods will rise again. Turning the cycle on to start once more. Yoli wasn't Greek Erebus's, she is daughter of the Roman Erebus. You see what I mean? Why would the gods do this to us?" The crystal ball flourished with yells and a wolf shape thing pranced around the fire in the globe.

It's all that we need in our lives.

•Percy's POV•
This is just too much for less than ten minutes to take in. Roman camp? Great. This is just like a slap in the face. Lies planted everywhere on my face. To know we weren't the only ones out there fending for our lives.

She then turned to me and her gray eyes planted themselves on me. "Promise me, Percy, that you don't speak a word about any of what I've told you back at Camp Half-blood. Promise me and swear on the River Styx! Actions never ruined time paradoxes as much as unrequited information." I swore to her and it somewhat relaxed her.

"Uh, guys?" Gale said his side. We all looked there to see . . . To see . . . Geez! What. The. Hell?

"Finnick? What's going on?" Katniss asks. She gets up—startled at what we are seeing.

Mitzuki gets up from the chair. "Traitor!" Her eyes blink in shades of purple to green. Creepy.

Oran lights up in the red aura. And Sora takes out a knife. "I should have known." He growled.

"Guys, wait, no!" I step in between Finnick and the others. "It's a mistake, he's not a traitor."

"What does Neptune want, Finnick?" Sora growls.

"I don't know! I don't know what's going on!" The trident claim symbol with the letter N in capital letter is prancing on Finnick's head.
"There's been a mistake!"

"So the gods are in for a fight—so to speak." They all put their weapons away. "All hail Finnick Odair, son of Neptune." Sora groans annoyingly. Oh great.

"The gods are trying to tell you something if Neptune decided to claim Finnick just now. Exactly after explaining to us the truth. It's a sign." Peeta says and we all agreed.

"We must be in a heck of a fight then." Sora then turned to me. "Perseus, train him in Poseidon's ways anyway. He'll need to know what the hell he's capable of doing for us tonight."

Silence was around us. The other three glared at Finnick for a while. It's not the guys fault that he was born. On the bright side, these puffy chairs sure are comfortable.

"I have something to say . . ." Peeta sighed. We all face him. "Back in the Phoenix chambers, a rainbow goddess came to me in a dream and told me to sing Katniss this . . ." He paused while the rest looked at him funny. "'When—'" Oran interrupted Peeta.

"Before you sing to us—is that rainbow goddess 'Iris', by any chance?" Peeta shrugs. "Oh well . . . She is the only one allowed to move around. Hermes and her, anyway."

Peeta cleared his throat and began.

"When all else fails, two shall stand.
Both fighting with each other hand in hand.
Two loved ones shall perish and the trigger's gore will begin all.
Fire and water will face two worlds at war.
A liar will rise from the polyceptics' goddess and crave a relevant forgiveness.
But only till the end will all hearts be forever contented, against all witness."

No freaking way . . .

"That's Annabeth's prophecy!" I yell out suddenly. They all look at me sternly. Whoops.

"You . . . You sang that to me during my comatose, Peeta." Katniss whispered—shocked.

He gets taken aback. "I did?" She nods.

"That's a prophecy. That's a damn straight prophecy I did not give out as far as I recall." Mitzuki called. Her attitude really does amaze me. From how she goes all goody goody, to straight-out feisty to . . . Plain creepy.

"Well, Annabeth told me that Iris told her during the time she was kidnapped. Some others and I deciphered it earlier actually." Damn it's been a long day. A very, very long day. Starting with a sexy Ferrari. And don't get me started on how that motor purred out to me . . .

"And you didn't tell me?" Katniss yelled as she banged the table accidentally. "I thought we were supposed to tell each other everything we found out!"

"You didn't tell me Peeta told you either!"

Her eyes grew and started stirring. I pissed her off. "How am I supposed to know it was important? I didn't know what 'rainbow lady' was supposed to mean! Above all: Peeta wasn't all that sane when we retrieved him! Remember? And I suppose Annabeth is more trustworthy than me if you already deciphered it without me!"

Okay, that's it. I'm using your anger-stubbornness-stand-up-for-righteousness attitude you clung onto me. "What does Annabeth have to do with this? She just happened to be there! And for the record: she wasn't all that sane either! She's sick!" Her hands go up.

"So is Peeta!" She stands. I've had enough! I stand.

"So what? He can be cured!"

"And how do you know that? He has the same gods damn disease as Annabeth, for all I see!" She yelled.

"Well, Annabeth is more valuable to this war! We need her wisdom and knowingness!" I regretted saying that the moment it slipped out. Peeta looked somewhat—um—uneasy . . . ? In sure Annabeth would be too. "I'm sorry, Peeta. I didn't—" I began.

"Well, next time think before you speak, Perseus. You should be wiser like your girlfriend." She then chugged her tea and left.

"Move out!" Oran yelled to make everything go back to order. "I believe this meeting is over and done with."

Mitzuki stayed behind to pick everything up and I stayed with her.

"Hey, Mitzuki . . . What did happened with the drachmae, in the end?" She stopped what she was doing and looked at me with her infamous creeper glare.

"It disappeared during the war between the Greeks and the Romans. It was too soon for you to find out about this. Hopefully I didn't ruin time and space for this but you needed to know—you just needed too. The monsters have risen because they sensed a bigger war than any other we've had in history and are after your and Katniss's blood. I believe that if Neptune revealed Finnick to us just now, it's for the better. Also, Yoli's case. She did save us all anyway." She then walked off.

"I suggest apologizing, you know. I know, Katniss has a big mouth and all and you both went pretty far, but . . . Just . . . Please, get it over with." She shuts the door.

Get it over with, huh?

xX~Don't. Turn. Away.~Xx

"So, I can control water?" Finnick asks. I nod. I tried explaining who he is basically and what and who the gods are. He caught on fast. "So we're half brothers?" I nod also.

"Basically. Only that you're Neptune's and I'm Poseidon's."

I look over to Finnick one last time. He looks stressed. It's only an hour till midnight. We're in the lobby of the main fire station. We have hoses and everything we'll need to put out the fires that will be caused.

"Percy." I see a familiar blonde's sweet face. "Can we talk? You know—before you go off?"

Not to be rude but, shouldn't she be like underground? "Bomb shelters" sound any familiar to you?

"Well I think you should go—like now. But, sure. Why not." Why did I just agree to this?

She smiled. "I don't plan on going back. I'm staying here with you." What? She takes off her coat to reveal a nurse's outfit. "I want to help. I really do. I'll do anything I can and won't be in the way—I promise."

I sigh. "Kat will kill me if she finds out I let you." Not that she's not out for me as we speak or anything.

"She doesn't have to know I told you. And I'm not asking you anyway." She smirked. I sigh in surrender. I bet she's the same or worse than Katniss when it comes to stubbornness. I don't want two after my dead body though . . .

"Alright. Just stick around me. I'll protect you as you run around." She nods.

"We're a team then." I smile and look out from the window with the binoculars.

I'm wearing Greek Armor. Mitzuki dropped it off earlier and one to Finnick. He fit magically in it. She also dropped off two bronze shields. Riptide is by my side. And for some reason my hands keep crackling blue energy. Considering Katniss is off in the forest/ parks guarding Thirteen's boundaries. Hopefully Prim can't see through the mist or that would be an issue.

The bell tower rung. Signaling midnight. A TV screen in the fire room somehow turns on.

President Snow—the sewer rat—as I secretly call him (I mean just look at his face. Hideous) speaks.

"Well, well. After so much threatening for Thirteen to stop it's rebelling actions, you all have failed. We are coming through with our warning. Right now as I speak: Capitol naval ships surround District Thirteen-ready for total destruction of it. So I am giving you one last chance: Give up and you'll be alive, Thirteen. All you have to do is send up a red flare now. Failing to give up, well . . ." President Snow's slithering laugh crackles. "Let's just say you'll be dead by morning." I look over to Prim who clutches her hands.

"He almost killed Katniss. Twice. Maybe even more times I don't know. And . . . He's gonna pay." She looks over to me.

"Let's do this, Primrose." She smiles.

"Of course, Perseus." Is she really hitting on me?

Men yelled in the lobby. Threatening to set the TV on fire but some of us want to watch the rest.

"I see. Your time's up. Get ready for death. That will be taped nationally on live TV." He pauses. "And Katniss, dear?" He laughs. "You're in for a surprise." The TV went blank until we saw Thirteen on camera from above.

"Okay. TV off! Now!" Finnick yelled as he carried his Trident. "On Sora's cue we get out. On the fire-lighting-up-the-city cue, scatter and put it out. If you're on fire—you know the drill! Stop, drop, and roll!" Everyone faces him with determination. "Now, who's ready to kick some ass?" They all cheer and we head for the window. The Capitol naval ships haven't made a move. Then the first strike—laser beams. Hover crafts come out of nowhere and use mirrors to deflect the lasers. That Sora . . . He is smart at this stuff.

"Move out!" Finnick yells and everyone runs out to their designated place of the district.

I hold Prim's hand and she runs out with me as we follow Finnick to the center of the District. Bombs come crashing down to the ground and buildings slowly begin collapsing as well as the landscape. Our team does it's best to clear the area of any soldier and put out the explosions.

Yells are heard. Pain. Hurt. Hunger. Hunger from the heart.

Prim runs to the rescue from my side unexpectedly. I swear, this chick . . .
"Prim!" I force my legs to run after her. Bullets are shot down to kill any passerby. I take out the shield. "Prim!" She stops and looks back and I take advantage to tackle her before any bullets perforate us. Using the shield, I cover us as we lay on the ground.

I was about to scold her but she knew her mistake before I brought it forth. "I'm sorry! I didn't know bullets were—!"

"It's okay! Just stay close! I'll get you to where you need to be." She nods and we get up at the count of three.

We run for our lives and the lives of others afterward. I feel a few bullets hitting the shield along the way. Those could have been my death. Or Prim's.

We ran and turned at the next curb to where we saw smoke rise. On the other side, countless trees and buildings were on fire. The few troops from our division that actually made it were either unconscious or severely injured.

"Prim, go help them out! I'm going to put out this fire!" I practically throw the shield onto her so I can begin my magic. She didn't seem surprised by the ranndom shield toss but rather something that I never expected Katniss would worry about.

"You can't do it alone! Let's get—" She begins. I can tell she's scared. Not for the people she's about to cure but for my well being. I honestly wish Kat was more considerate like her.

As soon as I see her preoccupied, I shut my eyes so I can start the blue energy starting again.

Let's do this.

I shot water at the tree until the fire doses off. I see more fires and I put them all out simultaneously. Soldiers stop to see what I'm doing with an awestruck face. Poor mortals . . .

"Retreat!" I hear soldiers yell from Katniss's division. They come running from central park.

I see Katniss dragging Gale and Peeta with her. They look in bad shape. I look behind them to see some big furry poodles that would be adorable if they didn't have their razor sharp teeth and claws out—plus all the blood stains on their face. That's the definition in my book. However, they are called "mutts" here. Boring, I kid you not.

"Prim!" I yell and she comes to my side.

The mutts' ferocious foaming faces come toward us about fifty feet away. It is not of distance in this case.
"Oh, god . . ." I pull her to run and she doesn't hesitate to.

We arrive back in the Fire station. Me, Prim, and everyone else in the area. Including Katniss and co. The mutts screech the windows like a chalk board. Everyone covers their ears.

I have an idea. Stupid. But it's our best chance at the moment.

I practically fly to the window on the side that is unnoticed by the mutts. I hit the glass with my fist till I see cracks. Blood drips down through my knuckles but I honestly don't feel it. Some things are more important at the moment.

"Percy, what are you doing?" Prim yells and people look over here. Katniss comes over. She is ghost white. That—that kills me.

"Prim! What—!" But I interrupt. I don't have time for this—honestly.

I space myself between the window a few feet. "I'm gonna save us."

I charge and jump through the window—shattering it with my body. I land on my feet—thank Zeus—er, Jupiter.

I notice some of the gray dull buildings come tumbling down, like building blocks almost. Hopefully, the rest of our division is still doing good.

Rushing to the front to where the mutts are at, I charge the blue energy. As soon as I get a good aim—I launch. I make sure it drenches them all. My plan is to freeze them. Let's hope I can morph the water into ice. Like how Kat can morph fire to lava.

"Poseidon, Neptune, dad! Whoever! Just, yeah . . . You know what to do!" The mutts then became frozen. All of them. And it was a super duper thick sheet of frozenness. I see Katniss run from my peripheral vision and she drop kicks the ice until it shattered. I help her. And there you have it, no more mutts. I think we—Katniss and I—are in good terms now.

"I can't believe you let Prim stay. What's wrong with you?" And . . . I take that back. Her eyes are bloodshot. I sense her trembling.

"She wasn't planning on listening to me if I told her to go back!" I turn my back to her. "If she wants to help—let her!" With that being said my legs budge and move on to whatever fires will stand in my way. "I have to go, Kat." I whisper to myself. Hoping, she didn't hear. I felt her sad mood overcome me as I run. Holding me back with each step I beheld.

It just makes me wonder . . .

Was my "lust" just that and nothing more? Has Yoli been right all along? Am I really in love with her? With all that being said, I hate being so close to her because of Peeta. At the same time I don't want to hold back. It's like running on a treadmill. Running—but not wanting to really reach that end.

So does that mean Yoli was wrong?

I still don't have a reason. And you don't have the time. And it really makes me wonder if I ever gave a fuck about you.

•Katniss's POV•
I can't believe he said that about Peeta. I know Annabeth and I aren't in the best terms either but, was that really necessary?

"You okay?" I hear Peeta behind me as he squeezes my shoulder. I nod solemnly.

I look on to the horizon of the rest of the forest, where I can see all our snares and traps. It's a more dense night out here than anything. And cold. It's not snowing or anything but the trees are covered in it. As is the ground.

"Just . . .A bit uneasy over my argument with Percy." He nods. "He didn't mean what he said, Peeta. It slipped out. I have a rivalry with his girlfriend. Our attitudes just . . . Collide." He chuckles.

"Don't worry about it. I know he didn't mean it. What I found horrifying was the fact this Annabeth girl also knows the song Iris sang to me. And the fact Iris showed her that song. And we are both sick . . . Why?" I'll admit I hadn't thought of that.

This is why I needed Peeta all throughout this time. He's like my personal mind secretary. Sorting my priorities and setting me straight.

"I don't know why, Peeta. And I think—feel that you and Annabeth have the same thing . . ."

He looked over to the side and shortly sighed. He leaned on a tree.

"Katniss, there's something else I have to tell you about what happened in the Capitol." I look at him from my side view. "I was experimented on. But not the way they usually do. I mean they did like magical stuff on me. Rituals." I feel my eyes grow and I turn to him. The rest of my body slowly turned. What does he mean by "Magical"?

I try to read his thoughts but I recalled he wasn't Percy. I could never read anybody as well as I could to Percy.

"Who did this?" He shrugs.

He shook his messy hair. "It was always someone called Trivia . . . And then Melinoe, Erebus, and another red headed girl I could never hear her name . . ." My heart beats faster. From what memory serves me of my past encounter with Melinoe and Erebus. This cannot be good news.

"When was this? Do you know why?" I ask frantically—my breath puffed out in a small cloud. He bites his lip in frustration. "I've met Erebus and Melinoe." I called—not losing eye contact with him. He finally turns back to face me however.

"I wouldn't know why. But it was during the first weeks I was there. Shortly after that, they moved onto the real experimentation. But honestly, the rituals affected me more. I think.I honestly think they are the ones responsible for my illness." I cover my mouth. This is bad. Very bad.

Our conversation was obligated to stop. We can continue it after the ambush. They'll be more time then.

(´･_･`)

I hate President Snow. As the video rolled—I held Peeta's hand throughout the whole thing.

I want Snow's blood seething through my hands.

His warning doesn't scare me in the least. Only infuriate me. People looked at me for my reaction. Haymitch always said that my reaction is highly viewed by the rebels. If I start whaling—so will they. If I don't give a $#*!, they won't either.

"On Sora's cue, troops!" They all nod as my words energize them. I could already sense the electric energy flowing. "Let's show them who's boss!" They cheer, and it makes me smile.

We await Sora to attack. Knowing Sora, I bet he'll know their first attack before they'll know themselves.

Laser beams. Red liquid beams shoot out and slice buildings. Hovercrafts appear and I see Sora's fiery hair from under his helmet. He takes out a mirror and destroys the ship by deflecting the laser.

Amazing.

"Go! Go! Go!" Gale yells. I flinch as Gale yelled out my orders. I forgot to order them out.

Up ahead though, Gale now motions Rory to start running after the rest of the troops. Gale quickly follows.

I do hope this was a good decision from Gale's part. I still strongly believe Rory should have stayed with Prim and his family.

The troops' shadows moved to the sound of their steps. I found it a good time to run after them. After all the Capitol troops were going to ram against us sooner or later.

My blood pumped furiously as I took each step. Peeta was not far behind me. I didn't expect him to run side by side with me anyway.

I commenced my plan of getting in the lead so I can begin the bloodshed toward the Capitol.

I stood over a small cliff. I see Capitol soldiers over the horizon. Paggos Fotia beams on my wrist and it makes me smirk. I'm not the only excited one.

"Lets do this, girl." I unstrapped her and yank out the golden arrow with pride like never before.

The bracelet bends into its crystal transparent bow shape. Curling at the edge. The extra charms carve on the side of the bow beautifully as per usual.

The flawless gold charm grows and lights up in a radiate fire. Of all the warm shades. Red, Oranges, Yellows, all in one fiery hot mess.

I aim and strike down a row of Capitol soldiers setting many on fire.

The fire reflects against my pupils—seeming as if they're the ones on fire.

"Don't hold back!" I yell as my troops run ahead of my current position.
"And may the odds be ever in your favor!" I yell the infamous Hunger Games line Effie used to tell us. It felt right to say that.

"That . . . was . . . amazing." Peeta calls as he comes panting. I look over to him and smile.

I have to admit though. I did feel good up there. That doesn't prevent me from worrying however. "Please don't work yourself to much." He chuckles.

"That's the point, no?" I roll my eyes. This is my Peeta, alright.

I supervise everything and keep launching volleys of fire arrows every once in a while.

But that's when everything reverted on us. When we—I least expected it.

Gale comes running—almost tripping—to us, with bloodshot eyes. "MUTTS!" He looks aggravated as he yells shakily. It took me more then those few seconds to take in his words. "Run! T—There's mutts! Like t—ten of them! About one sixth of our troops dead!"

My eyes wander around him to verify the scene. I look out into the horizon to see the mutts shredding the troops' skin alive. Yells of pain and torture echo through my brain, back and forth.

Quick faded images of Rue . . . Glimmer . . . Thresh . . . Clove . . . Marvel . . . Passed through my mind. I felt sick for a moment—remembering their deaths and shortly after as how they were morphed into the mutts. Still, one thing still lingered in the back of my head however.

Where's Rory?

"Gale, where's Rory?" I face him and look him in the eye. Tears stream down his face. "WHERES RORY?" I yell—on the verge of tears as well. He's like the little brother I never had.

"HE'S DEAD!" Gale yells in my face. I felt light headed. No . . .

"RETREAT! Go! Go back!" I reach for the bomb charm trembling. "A—Away from the area!" Some soldiers go but the rest can't. I shut my eyes and throw the bomb slowly. It explodes. If Rory did survive. I just ruined his chances of that. "GO!" My voice cracks. I grab Peeta and Gale, and we run for our lives.

I see our back-up soldiers up ahead at the clearing of the forest. "Retreat!" I bet the look in my face and the others made them scram as fast they could. I could hear the snarls and growls of the mutts trailing us.

I can't stop picturing images in my first Games. All the blood—all that blood. I can already picture Rory's body, shredded and his blood staining the floor, watering the trees. It's . . . Too much, too much.

The Fire station (Finnick's base) is up ahead and we run inside. Gale slips on a water puddle and I have to drag him completely in the end. He looks terrible . . .

Peeta let go from the moment I had to take Gale in completely. He also did the favor of barging through the doors for me.

The damned mutts scratch the windows with their claws. I go and hug Gale who is on the floor.

"Gale it's going to be alright!" He tries to shake me off.

"You were right! You were right! My mother will kill me!" He whales uncontrollably. I've never seen him like this. It hurts me. I lean down and kiss him. Slighty—barely even brushed my lips on his.

He groans in anger. "Why do you only do that when I'm in pain, Katniss? Like back in Twelve at your house?" I look into his gray eyes that match mine. His hair is in his eyes. I don't have the guts to answer his question. Because even I can't answer it.

I look up to see Peeta wit—with Prim? And Percy?

"Percy what are you doing?" Prim yells and everyone else looks over there. Wha—what's Prim doing here?

"Prim! What—!" I get up from where Gale and I were and charge toward Prim and Percy. But Percy interrupts.

"I'm gonna save us." He shatters the window as jumps out. Prim is ready to go after him but I grab her by the forearm.

"Where do you think you're going?" She pulls back.

"After Percy!" I clutch her and put her face between my hands. Tears are tempted to go down my face.

"Please don't go." I can't stop a tear."Prim, Rory's dead." Her face goes white and she drops to the floor.

"You're lying." She looks up with her face red from the eruption of tears she just had. "You're lying!" She then gets up and runs into the crowd. I want to get her.

"Go help Percy." Peeta tells me as he runs after her into the flood of the crowd. Not even waiting for my response.

I get a hold of myself. I have to. Looking out the shattered window—I jump. I fall on my legs, making some few cuts with the glass. But I don't care. I get up and run to Percy.

He froze the mutts. Now, I will kill them. Using something it took me forever to learn with Oran.

I drop kick the ice and it shatters. Percy helped a bit. But he's not getting off this hook so easily.

"I can't believe you let Prim stay. What's wrong with you?" I yell at him. I wouldn't be able to take what happened to Rory to happen to Prim. Not that he would understand or anything.

"She wasn't planning on listening to me if I told her to go back! If she wants to help—let her!" He yells at me. Was I really that harsh back at the terrace? So much that he doesn't care?

I begin to extend my hand slowly to try to pull him back but what he says next stopped me.

"I have to go, Kat." He then ran off. Leaving me standing like an idiot yet again. He must not really care after all.

Why does he do this to me?

~XxGive. Me. Something. To. Believe. ~

1:00AM
"Send out the G678 Missals out toward the center and the Mini 5000 Outskirts Missals to the side to make sure the area is secure!" I yell to my weapon specialist, none other than Beetee.

He does what he's told and I help him run back to our base. The lobby of a hotel. Le Pasión.

I run up the stairs to see our infirmary. I made Prim stay in here if she was going to help. She didn't give it a second thought before she set everything up.

Rory's death really did affect her. I've never seen her so—so jumpy.

"How are you doing?" I ask her as I pat her back—startling her.

"I—I'm fine." She moved to a nearby bed to inject something in a man's leg. Then back to finish some medical concoction.

I nod and walk to Gale who refuses to move from a bed in the back of the infirmary. I gently flake his hair back. I smile and he smiles back.

"You never answered my question." He mumbled. I turn away. I'm a coward. I'll always be one.

I walk away from there to Peeta . . . Downstairs.

"How are you doing?" He has a few cuts and bruises but he seems fine. He nods in response to my question.

"I'm fine." He smiles and I'm relieved at least someone is sane here.

Around the lobby, people are weeping for the loss of their fellow troop friends.

The pain—the pain to lose someone hurts . . . Hurts so much. It's an uncontrollable pain. That can only be soothed by letting go of the past Which is hard with so many memories carved onto our mind with that person.

The screens inside the lobby turned on. President Snow was on.

"You may have been prepared. You may have destroyed all our naval ships. But you will not bare the next scene. Not what will happen." He looks to the side. "Venus! Go! Do your objective! Begin Code Blue!"

He turns back to the camera and smirks. The screen shuts off.

The last thing I see is the smoke and fire bawling from the sky on the outside.

•Percy's POV•
I flood a building that was on fire. I feel lightheaded from using my abilities so much. The energy on my fingertips looks faded as well.

It's like one or two in the morning I swear! I should be in bed! Like a good Percy! Then I hear his voice. The president's. I ball my fists.

I can't see him. But I know he's making an announcement. I look up to see the last naval ship Sora is having trouble destroying.

The window is huge on this one though. So huge that I can see him.

President Snow.

"—Venus! Go! Do your objective! Begin Code Blue!" And the announcement ends.

I see a girl—and might I add she is very hot. (Just needed to throw that out there.) The girl free-falls from the ship, taking out some round objects and throwing them.

The place goes up in fire. Everything is on fire. I can't even see two feet in front of me from all the smoke.

I dose it off with my remaining energy—creating somewhat of a tunnel for me to see. And see the girl.

She has short curly red hair with aureate hazel eyes. She faces me and her expression changes. She charges at me, throws herself onto me, and we tumble through the smoke and fire.

"You must be . . . Perseus Jackson, correct?" She asks between the few breaths we have while tumbling.

"Yeah. And you are?" This is getting awkward.

"Venus—" She stops us tumbling and kicks me in wher—where it's not the best place to kick a guy. "Venus Grace, bitch." She then gets up while my—um, manly subjects suffer.

She runs out into the smoke and I get up roughly. I run after her—getting lost. Did I mention I was in pain?

Through the smoke, someone kicks me from behind. I look back immediately to see the culprit once again. A punch in my face, shortly after. I look up while I fall back.
I lay on the floor and Venus places her shiny black heel on my chest.

"You don't seem like much for someone who is going to 'save us all'." Venus's foot presses harder on my chest—digging her heel. I wouldn't be surprised if some knife shot out of her boot spontaneously.

"Who are you again?" I say slowly. It's hard to talk when you can barely breathe, you know.

"Uncle Snow calls me little devil. But the others call me Venus. Daughter of Mars. Named after his secret girlfriend. Descendent of Jason Grace." She bends down and her lollipop red curls tickle my neck.
"You're much more cuter than I expected, though. Would you mind if I stole a kiss before I killed you and your friend?" She didn't even wait for my answer before she brushed by my lips, not even touching them yet. No! I'm not disappointed. Point is: She got pwned and knocked over by Kat.

"Get your own hero, he has a girlfriend." Katniss says as she kicked Venus off me. I almost, almost forgot about Annabeth for a second there.

Peeta came running from behind her—panting. Geez, I think he is sick. Whoops.

Venus gets up swiftly and her aureate eyes sparkle once she sees Peeta.
"You actually brought him to me." She laughs.
"You brought him to me!" She then charges at him and knocks Peeta down.

"You will make Trivia and Aminta proud. I, assure you." She then hits some buttons on something on her wrist watch and teleports away while me and Katniss stood there like complete idiots.

"No!" Katniss yells. She turns to me and almost runs me down. "Where are they going, Percy?"

"How the hell am I supposed to know?" I yell. I have to calm down. I have to go back to my calm self. Every time I'm with Katniss I get fired up for these things. I don't know how I affect Katniss but I'm sure it's not this much. "Wait . . ." I begin, "The last naval ship!" Katniss looks at me funny.

"Let's go!" I grab her wrist and I drag her along while I run.

"How do we get up there?" I smile.

"Sora knows how." We run to his base through all the thick smoke. I'm beginning to feel real dizzy and I think Katniss as well.
"Cover your mouth!" I yell and she does so with her arm.

Guess what? Another game over. I got burned but you're the real loser. Don't know why I wasted my time on you. You suck at love.

•Katniss's POV•
I shouldn't have let Peeta come if I had known they were after him. But why would a Roman demigod be looking for him? It just doesn't make any sense! First Rory and now . . . No.

Once we got into the Empire State building—as Percy called it—we zoomed into the elevator to get on the roof.

"This used to be the portal to Olympus." Percy said sadly as we went up.
"I guess history does repeat itself." I didn't want to add more to his glooming so I kept my mouth shut—biting my lip. Comfort was never my strongest ideal, but right now . . .

Ding.

He pulled me out toward the immense squared metal terrace. I could barely feel my legs when Percy let me go. But I have to go on, for Peeta.

"Sora!" I yell as I leaned in toward the metal railing that was the only barricade between myself and an immense fall. I tried not to look down. I don't think I've ever been so high up. It made me feel sick.

"Katniss . . . ?" Mitzuki came up to me. She was also in Greek battle armor. On her head, a headset was bestowed. "What are you doing here?" She bent the small microphone away so whoever was on the other line wouldn't be listening.

"Peeta got taken!" I almost yell. Her shocked expression changed to frantic. Whoops.

"By who!" She yelled.

"What's going on?" Sora comes and lands on the rail. He took off his helmet to reveal a bush of unbrushed red-orange hair. It almost looked cute and innocent looking—almost.

"Peeta is on that ship!" Percy yells. Sora face was more or less unreadable as of now. He never did care for Peeta, or at least back then. "Some redhead claiming to be Mars's came and she teleported away with him! They were after him all along!" I blinked a few times. That last sentence was highly unnecessary, Percy.

Sora looked about to blow. He faced me with the iciest eyes I've seen yet. His eyes could no longer be categorized as icy. They were a blazing fire in a snowy desert—melting all mercy. "I told you, Katniss! I told you he was just in the way! Now look! They went through all this just to get him!" He was furious. "We are not going. That's final. Find another way.

"We wouldn't be in this mess if you weren't so madly in love with Peeta. If it were my choice I would just let him rot. He is useless so far. Just causes us problems."

His words hurt back then, but now—now I understand.

But that doesn't mean Peeta deserves to die. Now or ever.

"Sora! Be reasonable!" Percy speaks up. I look over to him to see a grace in him that I always oversaw.
"We'll destroy it. We'll destroy the last naval ship. Just let us go!" That seemed to dose Sora a bit.

" . . . Fine." He signaled Mitzuki and she runs to get something. "I'm going."

Mitzuki comes back and orders us to take off the armor. She handed us some helmets similar to Sora's. Also some little neon green electronic pad.

"Okay, I know you've probably never been trained to do this but," She looked out toward the incinerating city. "You have to throw the pads out there—about a foot beyond the rail—and jump on it." I stare at her. I never thought of how hard this would probably be.

"Oh Zeus—er, Jupiter." Percy began. As he put on the helmet. "Don't blow me out of the sky." He threw the pad out and got distance to run.

And he jumped. The pad enlarged when he landed on it. Some straps bonded his feet immediately. He lost his balance a few times and even flipped.

"What are you waiting for?" He calls. For once, I don't know if I can do this.

"Clock's ticking, Katniss." Sora calls and I don't know what's worse. Him calling me by my name or the actual height issue I'm currently undergoing.

"You'll be fine." Mitzuki smiles. I throw the small 5x5 pad out and get space. Snow begins to fall.

I run. The railing is up ahead and I jump before I know it. I barely land. But Percy's hand was there to make me keep balance.

"Let's go." He lets go and flies after Sora who got a head start.

The board is hard to control. It's strange. But, I manage. The aerial Capitol troops start shooting at us. Some of Sora's soldiers barricade us according to Sora's orders. Various are shot down. Killed for my selfish reasons. It's sickening.

"Find us an entrance inside!" Sora yells at us as he goes back to help out some of his troops. Looks like he does have a soul.

"Come on!" Percy turns back to see me. "Use the bomb!" I nod. I feel so useless.

I yank the red ball charm and await a good target. Some aerial Capitol troops shoot at us. Percy takes out Riptide and deflects the shots.

"Keep going!" I look over to him and almost flip as he yelled that. I can't even believe myself. Percy is giving it more effort than me.

Don't turn away. Don't give in to the pain. Don't try to hide, though they're screaming your name. Don't close your eyes, God knows what lies behind them. Don't turn out the light. Never sleep, never die.

•Percy's POV•
We went in through the entrance Kat made against the glass I saw President Rat at earlier.

The board doesn't help as we trespass through the daring hospital-like hallways. Its like a wooden plank floating in water. Not that I haven't done that before. Me being the weird water boy made me have that as a hobby as a kid.

I could see the silhouette of Venus's candy curls and someone in her arms in a room.

"Hey, Percy? How do we stop?" Katniss noticed the silhouette as well, and of course thought ahead.

"We crash land." I say softly so she most likely didn't even hear me. Grabbing Katniss's hand , I collided our boards. They began to shut down from the damage. Until the straps let go of us and we fell off.

The floor was harder then it seemed. I offered Katniss my hand and she instinctually took it. The hovercrafts' buzz is still vibrating in the never ending white hallway.

"Come on." I pulled Katniss's hand. She had like no movement. Any idiot could pwn her in battle in this shape. It was like she was in a trance.

Alarms went off shortly after the explosions of the hovercrafts. These alarms were blue light though. The noise was different as well. Unlike the usual whale of the sirens, this was more like an actual whale singing.

"Self Destruct Sequence Activated." An intercom repeated variously.
"Nuclear bombs Ready for Transmission." Oh no. Wait, doesn't that mean they'll die too? Geez some "smart" people they are.

Troops opened doors and disposable windows and launched themselves out with parachutes. They didn't even notice us. I hit an emergency combat button that Finnick gave me just in case we were in for a surprise so I can warn them.

Which we are.

"Percy!" I look to where Katniss pointed. Venus ran out with an unconscious Peeta into the sky. Really? Were they actually waiting for us to go through all that to do this? Oh please. Please, tell me this was a huge coincidence and not some intentional awful joke they just pulled. What are they achieving? Killing time?

I dragged Katniss to the opening into the night blizzard sky from where everyone was having a blast free-falling.

"I—I can't jump." Katniss muttered. I'll admit I'm not confident about this either. I'm terrified of Jupiter right now. But . . .

I get a grip on Katniss. She digs her glance into my eyes. She looks in bad shape. But I won't let that bring me down. I force ourselves out. I just throw myself out with Katniss. She wanted to yell—I can tell—come on, we are falling thousands of feet into the ground with no safety guaranteed.

"Percy, what if we don't make it . . . ?" Katniss mutters as I cling on to her. Well, mostly gravity is making her stay on me. I am the one backwards not looking down. She's the poor soul looking at us falling. It has its pros and cons. I'm her pillow when we die—er, land. She's looking at the fall. See? It's an equal share of suffering.

Except we might die. But I'm pretty confident something is going to happen and—surprise! We live.

"Oh, we will . . ." I mutter. It's hard to talk without chugging down snowflakes. Who knew they could be so evil.

The next scene happened so fast. I couldn't even blink twice without it all happening before my eyes.

The ship—nuclear ship—exploded. I saw it. The huge atomic explosion that was "supposedly" to kill us off for good (Even killing them).

Katniss's eyes grew she dug her nails into my back. I'm pretty sure you can sense these things even without looking at them. I clutched her harder in my arms.

Then I see someone.

"It" let's out electric sparks out of "its" hands and fortifies the explosion. The explosion finished exploding within itself from there.

Sora, Mitzuki, and Oran (Yes, I can tell who they are. They aren't wearing helmets) are surrounding the person who falls after doing that. Oran catches her and Sora points downward. My eyes burn from looking and the evil snowflakes invading them.

Next thing I know after I blink, Katniss and I are being separated. Mitzuki gets Katniss. And Sora grabs me. See? Told you we'd be saved.

They drop us off back at the Empire State Building.

"Just what was that?" Mitzuki asks.

I cough a few times and sit up. "A self destruct unit."

Sora nods and looks at Mitzuki with sad eyes.

"Who was that?" I speak up. Still coughing. I swear, if I die from snowflake suffocation . . .

Sora looks out from the railing toward the city. "You guys should continue to chase down the Venus girl. They are on the roof of the next building over to your left. Not a long jump if you try."

"W—What?" Katniss stands up and runs to the railing on the other side. "Percy! They're right there!" I run over to her side. I look to where she is pointing to see Venus's unmistakable unnatural red hair. And of course, Peeta's blond mess of hair.

Sora was right, seeing that we are on the Empire State Building, we are higher than that building. But not as simple as Sora proclaimed it to be. It was like a hundred foot drop. Still it's so small to what Katniss and I just experienced.

"Want to jump?" I ask Katniss.

"No way. Isn't there another easier way?" I look around to spot an emergency parachute on the other side where there are some injured soldiers.

While running back from retrieving it, I strap it into place.

I get on the rounded railing and gain balance quickly. Shortly after, I got courage to extend my hand and ask her to join me. Hopefully we won't fall before the designated time cause if the slippery surface. She takes my hand again without hesitation and we don't fall. On the railing I look into her eyes and she nods after her face changes into determination.

She turns so that she has her back to me and I await her fall so we can begin the actual free-fall.

Once she throws herself back—like in those games of "trust" where someone throws themselves onto you backwards and trusts you will catch them. I catch her into my arms holding into her waist and her momentum sends us back into the night sky.

"Perseus!" Mitzuki's head is over the railing as she yells. So they finally noticed we actually listened to them. I would guess now is a good time to pull on the string.

The parachute opens. It's nothing special. Just a black parachute with a glow-in-the dark "C" on it.

"Jump the Venus girl once I let you go." I tell Katniss and she nods reluctantly. She is now facing down and as am I. I get ready to let her go.
"Ready?" I whisper. Venus hasn't even noticed us. She nods and squeezes my hands which are on her waist.

I let her go.

She gets in a diving stance and jumps Venus on the spot.

In the meantime I suffer trying to take the parachute out.

I land horribly. Rolling on the terrace of the building—with the parachute.

"Get off of me!" Venus yells as she throws Katniss off her back. Katniss lands hard on the roof. She quickly gets up however.

"Look, Venus," Katniss growled, "Percy and I have gone through so much—so much—to get him back. I won't lose to you so easily." The now blizzard-ing snow made it hard to see.

"Oh, will you?" Venus snickered as her fingers trace the bloody nail scratch Katniss gashed onto her. She licked the blood of her manicured fingers.

At the speed of light she took out a knife. Well, you can tell it's a knife but it's . . . different. It has like five knifing areas, if you will. It looks like a hydra almost. Only in knife form. One base, five heads . . .

She snapped her fingers and out from the terrace floor came Erebus and Melinoe.

"Miss us?" Melinoe slithered. I can still see she looks exactly the same as last time I saw her. Even when her hair matches this blizzard.

She jumped me and Erebus shadow traveled to Katniss holding her down.

"This—Is what we've been looking for!" Venus yells as she held Peeta by his collar.
"You are the key, handsome," She told Peeta. "To victory."

What she did next made me almost throw up in disgust. She drove the five-headed knife into Peeta repeatedly. His velvet dark red blood gushed out from all those five areas he was hit.

He refused to yell, though. His eyes popped out from the pain but no noise came out from him.

I don't even want to see Katniss's face. I wouldn't be able to take it. It would shatter me in a million pieces.

•Katniss's POV•
I was barely getting started.

"Look Venus," I growled, "Percy and I have gone through so much—so much—to get him back. I won't lose to him so easily."

"Oh, will you?" Venus snickered as her petty girl fingers traced the scars I left her from my nails earlier. She even tried to look appealing as she sucked her blood.

In a blink of an eye, she took out a multi-headed knife. I awaited the right time to pounce on her.

Shortly after she snapped her petty fingers—Erebus and Melinoe came out of the terrace floor from the shadows.

"Miss us?" Melinoe called in her usual sensual voice she used when she was about to catch her prey.

Next thing I know, she pounces Percy and I didn't see Erebus shadow travel and charge to hold me down.

Venus began laughing. Like a crackling fire. "This—Is what we've been looking for!" Venus laughs and she pulls Peeta up by his collar. "You are the key, handsome," She cracked Peeta. "To victory."

No one calls him handsome. Except me.

The knife went in him. Twice? Thrice? Who knows, but it was like instant replay.

No, no. I'm dreaming . . . right? I'm dreaming. I'm dreaming. The snow is blocking my view. This blizzard is making me hallucinate.

I am not seeing Peeta's blood gush out before me. I am not looking into his eyes while they plead for my help.

This is all a dream. It has to be . . .

"Peeta . . ." I pant. I pinch myself . . .

"Peeta . . . !" I pinch myself harder.

This isn't a dream.

His life flashed into my head. Everything.

His dad teaching him the basics of bread making. His mom hitting him after burning bread. Laughing with his brothers. Then, me. I see myself in the red plaid dress he first saw me in. His dad whispering into his ear that my mom chose my dad over him. I feel, I feel so strongly the love he felt for me on the spot. So passionately. Then the time he threw the bread at me. The one that is the reason I breathe to this day. The reaping. The fear he felt when his name was called by Effie. "Peeta Mellark." Each syllable burned in my heart—his heart. His mother stabbing him with the words bluntly saying "You will die". Then when I threw the knife on the train. Haymitch approving of me first? Then Haymitch telling him in his face that he could use his unconditional love for me on live TV. He didn't want too. Haymitch asked him what he was scared of. The world knowing? He would be dead by the time they all accepted the fact. He accepted and went through with it. During the games he felt worse than me. He had never done this. Everything was against him. His mother, Haymitch, heck—even himself. How could he survive? But he did. And the happiness he endured with every kiss we had. Then it was our Victory Tour. Him believing it was the right thing by offering Eleven supplies from us and getting people shot. Including Rue's parents. The rest of the tour he revealed he loved the color Orange. The color of fire. He felt so torn when he found out I faked everything. So much hurt of years gone. Then the Quell. Our games. The pearl. Everything. I felt myself overcome with tears. He got taken. Then, a woman he called Trivia appeared and chanted as Melinoe and Erebus held him down. They took blood out of him with a needle and transferred it into a fancy wine glass, making Venus drink every drop—almost vomiting. They took blood out of Venus the same way and made the multi-headed knife bathe in it until the blood became almost a black color. They injected it into Peeta. From there . . . The rest was static. Between all the white noise—my smile and face was there. My tears. My joy. Everything I went through without him. Finally . . .

Our last passionate kiss in the subway.

No . . .

"PEETA!" I yelled—choking back tears and sobs. Do you have any idea what it's like to see the person you love, the person who endured you through everything, who protected you at all costs, who loved you unconditionally—just die and drown in their own blood? Do you?

Peeta was more than a friend—or a lover. He was my soul mate.

Melinoe's laugh was heard. Venus's face was smiling—with such mock.

"You bastards!" Percy punches Melinoe unexpectedly. She falls back.

He un-caps Riptide.

"Do you have any idea what you've just done?" Venus threatened to throw Peeta over the edge of the building.

"Move—and say goodbye to his body." She tempted. Percy yelled with utter anger I've never seen. He jumped Venus and she went back. Her back bended at an irregular angle. It even made an awful crack sound.

She yelled in pain. Her last actions were throwing Peeta over the edge.

What Percy did next was brave. He threw himself over as well without hesitation.

I clutched my fists. She just killed Peeta. I wanted to faint—better yet—die.

"Hold her down, Erebus!" Venus whaled. She was flat on the ground. I would bet—Percy broke her spine.

Melinoe leaned down next to her and passed a thermos to her. She helped Venus drink the sweet contents fast. Idiot. I could smell Nectar inside of it. I heard her back regenerate back to its original shape.

She took out a different knife. It has a golden blade. Just the look of it made my insides churn. I wanted to throw up.

She was about to kill me.

She came up to me furiously and slashed an immense cut below my right eye. It burned with rage before she even sliced it open with the knife. As if it was already cut but she . . . Reopened it.

I gasped. No . . . It can't be.

I had a huge gash coming from my right eye to my chin. It looked to be throbbing and it started hurting like fire surging through my whole body. My eyes were a golden color. I touched my face but there was no gash on it, but I could still see it and it still burned. I yelped quietly various times when I touched it.

It's the same pain as back on Alcatraz! Next thing I know . . .

Sora lands.

"Get the hell out of here. I assume your filthy work is done." I don't even look up. I don't want to see. I want to just go and die.

Sora tears off part of his sleeve and gives it to me.

"Use it, Katniss. You'll need it." I took it after a minute or so. I gently placed it against my cheekbone.

I look out into the night sky. It all hurts. It all hurts! I want to die . . . So badly . . .

'Cause . . . In the end, it doesn't even matter.

•Percy's POV•
Katniss's pupils disappeared for a good minute. They quickly came back and she began screaming Peeta's name.

The others mocked this. They mocked love. And since when have I cared? Since the day I set my eyes on her.

I couldn't contain myself. I feel like an animal was just born inside of me. Something was happening to me. I've never felt . . . So damn angry.

"You bastards!" I punch Melinoe with all my force. I want to feel her face shatter. I want them all to just die. She falls back a few feet from my punch.

Riptide decides to join.

"Do you have any idea what you've just done?" I yell uncontrollably. I feel myself slowly being dragged by whatever is causing this anger.

Venus snickered and I saw why. She hung Peeta by his bloody collar over the edge. She was threatening me. Me! Not the wisest thing to do, bitch.

"Move—and say goodbye to his body." She began her cockily tempt.

The rest of following events went so fast I don't even think I was capable of pulling it all off.

I yelled. Whatever was fueling me on the inside made me yell. I jumped Venus. I intentionally intended on breaking her spine. And I managed to.

She yelled in utter pain. Her eyes throbbed. And she began trembling at a fast rate.

Did I care? Do you think I would #%*$*%^# care after what she just did?

Now, do you think I have the gull to go down with Peeta by my own terms? Your response better be "Hell Yeah".

I threw myself over without a thought. I don't care if I die. At least my death wouldn't be as bad as Peeta's. He is a good guy. Not even the word "good" can describe him. He is amazing. (No homo intended.)

He was the only one who could get near Katniss without her getting paranoid. He is her all.

Not me. And if that's what she needs to be happy, then so be it.

I got a grip on Peeta's wrist and pulled him toward me. My death will be swift. His wasn't.

"Percy?" He mumbles spitting blood in my face. Yet I didn't care.

"I may not Katniss but, I'm here." I tell him.

"It hurts." He laughs. "It really does hurt . . . And I won't survive this." He mumbled. I don't know what's worse now. Him laughing about his pain, him giving up, or the fact we're a couple of seconds from dying. Take your pick.

"No you won't, Peeta. The main characters don't die." He laughed—choking up more blood. "Then . . . You and Katniss . . . Won't die. Take—care of her—please, do whatever you need to for her to smile." I looked into his lifeless eyes. "Tell—her . . . I love her . . . always will." His eyes started to shut. Flickering at first and eventually shutting completely.

At that moment, I felt something bad rising. Something just happened. His heart beat stopped and I feel the wormhole. . . .It just got bigger. A lot bigger.

This is no accident. Or an intent to hurt Katniss so much. This was Aminta's doing.

The floor was about ten feet away. I shut my eyes.

"Perseus!" A female's harmonizing voice called. Mitzuki. Of course I won't die. I could hear the buzz of the hovercraft.

She caught me and Peeta. We all landed harshly but not as bad as we intentionally would.

"Are you okay?" She mumbles roughly.

"I'm fine . . ." I get up. I offer my bloody hand to Mitzuki and she didn't care what condition it was in—she took it. She had blood coming down from her head.

"Oh, Peeta . . ." Mitzuki mumbles. I look to see the five cuts on him. One on his throat, heart, lungs, veins, stomach even. He got hit in all the mortal death points. Then there's the blood. The smell was horrible. So nauseating. I've never seen so much blood in my life coming from someone.

Mitzuki throws up. She was a few feet away on her knees. Even the great Oracle couldn't bare this. I wonder why I could.

My hand goes up to wipe the dirt off my face but I wipe blood on my face instead.

Looking at my hands now, they are covered in blood. And my clothes as well. They are drenched and the metallic smell is finally getting to me badly. Sweeping up through my nose and into my being. Tingling on me, it overcomes me.

I throw up now. It's so disgusting, now that I saw the sticky blood was all over me. All flooding the floor and trickling off my sleeves.

"Percy." I hear Sora's stern voice from behind. I look back and wipe away the vomit from my mouth. He held Katniss in his arms.

Katniss's face was in blood. There was some cloth under her right eye so the blood could clot. She was white as a ghost. Almost transparent. She matched the snow and Melinoe's hair.

She took one look at Peeta and I immediately knew she was going to barf as well.

I assume Sora also sensed it because he put her down and moved back—dropping her. He went to Mitzuki's side. His expression was unreadable as per usual. But it radiated sadness. Such sadness in his eyes. As well as a tinge of anger.

She vomited.

Her tears began flowing out as well as her whaling sobs.

I ran to her side and held her but she pushed me aside. It felt . . . bad. I've never felt so rejected.

"Don't get near me." She mumbled. I could tell from her stance and her feet she was ready to run but I gripped her wrist—preventing her to do so. "Let me go, Percy!" She yelled as she tried to jerk her hand out of my clutch. "Please!" Her eyes were full of tears. With that being said, I felt so heartbroken. Shattered—like I wanted Venus and Melinoe to be.

I let her go and she ran. I fell to my knees. Panting . . .

Looking back, there was Mitzuki crying. And Sora with bloodshot eyes as he looked at Peeta's body.

Some rebel troops ran to them and Sora exploded at them. "You idiots! Get Gemini Home! Don't just stand there! Do something! Get General Trident! Get a healer! Go!"

The troops fled in horror from both the bloodshed and Sora's infuriating yells.

I got up trembling to find I fall back down. Peeta's blood all over me. Heartbroken from Katniss's yells to me demanding I let her go.

"What the hell happened here?" Finnick's voice rang minutes later. I lay in the ground. I felt so weak and disgusting at the same time.

Sora ran up to him and pointed at Peeta. "This! Happened!" Finnick got one look at Peeta and I swear he was going to follow the vomiting sequence but no.

He did turn away however. "Who's going to take him back to base?" He asked.

By this time Haymitch and Plutarch came. Even Gale.

"Oh, sweet Panem . . ." Plutarch called as he turned away coughing.

Gale did throw up however. This place is going to smell so badly after this—I swear.

"Peeta . . ." Haymitch fell to his knees and ran his fingers through Peeta's hair slowly. He started tearing up. "I should have been a troop. I should have been by my tribute's side at his deathbed! He is my tribute! And no one—no one! K—Kills my t—tribute." Tears started flowing out from his face stronger. We all stood there in shock at Haymitch's reaction. No one would have imagined . . . after all this? How could they? Haymitch isn't predictable and this is the consequence of misunderstandings. Pain, Hurt, Sadness, Suffering, you name it.

He sniffled. "And Katniss...?" He mumbled.

I got up from my shadow. Dragging my being, Peeta's blood, and a broken heart. "She ran." I called forth. They all look my way.

"Percy, is—is that your blood?" Finnick called as he came over.

"No, it's Peeta's." They all looked at me. "Don't bother searching for Katniss. She'll be back before sunrise."

Haymitch got up. "What happened, Percy?"

"A bloody murder neither Katniss or I could prevent. Peeta got stabbed by the 'surprise' Snow promised." Haymith ran his sweaty hands down his face—wiping his tears. "Her name is Venus Grace." I looked them all in the eye. "And I will kill her."

Next thing I know . . . I faint.

Catch me as I fall. Say you're here and it's all over now. Speaking to the atmosphere. No one's here and I fall into myself. This truth drives me into madness. I know I can stop the pain, If I will it all away . . .

OK so...that's that...
The song Whisper by Evanescence inspired me to title it this way. This chapter had at least four title changes.
First "Before It's Too Late" by the Goo Goo Dolls. Following "Stop and Stare" by OneRepublic. Then "Makes You Wonder" By Maroon 5. But I finally decided on having it called Whisper. Cause of the later events. You know...Peeta's death. No, he won't come back. I understand if you feel so much sadness even though you root for Percniss. (coughSNLorLuis1113cough) And yes I just came up with that name.

Anyway: The last lines in Katniss's first POV was from Journey. "Faithfully". Then the last line from Katniss's 2nd POV was from "Before It's Too Late" (See above)
Percy's last lines (Thats it! Im calling that the LL from now on -.-) from HIS 2nd POV is from the song "Makes You Wonder" (AGAIN. See above)
Percy's LL third POV is from "You Suck At Love" By Simple Plan.
Katniss's LL on her 4th POV is also Whisper by Evanescence.
Her LL on the 5th POV where in "In the End" by Linkin Park.
And Percy's LL on his 5th POV were also "Whisper".

Right now I'm in a sucky mood. For once my writing will affect the rest of my day-er night. Plus...I just finished a marathon of an Anime called Ghost Hunt (I freaking love it and I first saw it exactly a year ago :'D) It was more like a triple marathon. I saw it so many times on my TV with HDMI cable thingy :D Anyway the gore was insprired by that especially the last case file "The Cursed House" when the spirit thingy goes through Mai and she feels the blood coming out and you can SEE it...but it was just her imagination :O And then when Percy DRAGS Katniss all around since she feels somewhat immobilized, I got that inspiration from ANOTHER Anime called Sonic X. It's like the anime version of Sonic The Hedgehog. Yes I am a gamer as well. Anyway, in the third season, episode 73 (I feel like a COMPLETE nerd right now for even memorizing that xD I saw my favorite Sonic X episodes when I finished my second round of Ghost Hunt lol) Shadow was chasing Tails and Cosmo. Cosmo being the useless walking plant she is-just stood there in her bed when Shadow first came up to her and was like "I am going to kill you, bitch". She was also useless as everyone got severely injured cause Shadow (being the smexy furry he is) didn't let ANYBODY stop him from killing her. So Tails dragged her around the Typhoon, (That's the ship's name xD) through like every single part of the damn ship (Air vents, ship vents, IN ANOTHER SHIP WITHIN THE SHIP, hallways, you name it xD) And throughout all that time, Tails was always like "I'll protect you! I won't let him kill you! He won't lay a single finger on you. You mean so much to me." and stuff. You know...cause he loves her! :'D And yeah...just thought I should share that with you all...
GEEEEEEEEZZZZ I'm remembering the last episode now where she dies and Tails is like bawling his eyes out since HE HAD TO KILL HER! D': Dear Hades... it's too much! Too much horriblenessss deaths! Dx

Excuse me while I go cry myself to sleep.
Review and bitch to me about it if you want... While I cryyyyyyyyyy!

But please stay tuned! :D Ill upload 22 tomorrow—rest assuered.