A/N- Sorry for torturing you guys for so long. Thanks everyone for reviewing! XD
A blue-haired Capitol guard leads us to the back of the Capitol base. The wooden halls remind me of the Amity Compound, yet the Capitol headquarters could not be more different.
For one, the Amity don't find the deaths of children amusing.
Uriah reaches out for my hand. Grasping his palm, my fingers intertwined with his. Uriah and I had never been romantic, but this is not love. This is both of us, terrified for our lives in this alien place.
A minuscule part of me wishes that it was love.
No! Stay focused, Kat. You don't like Uriah in that way. Uriah is your friend. He just lost Marlene, and... My though is interrupted by the sound of a heavy metal door running over plush carpet. Roughly shoving us into the cell the guard begins to slam the iron barred door shut. Dani shrieks and sprints toward the imminently shutting entryway. Throwing her arm into the doorway, she attempts to keep the cell door open. Grumbling unhappily, a man with tattoos lining his face grabs her forearm and yanks her towards him.
He produces a sleek gray pistol and aims it at her skull.
Scrambling off the cool metal floor, I scream, "NO!" But it is too late.
BANG!
Dani-sweet, selfless, kind Dani- crumples to the floor in a heap. The guard grabs Dani's lifeless arm and drags the Abnegation girl out of our tiny cell.
Jaz slams her pale fist on the hard door.
Tears streaming down her cheeks like turrets of rain, she sobs, "No! Dani, please! Come back! You idiot, what did you do?!" Uriah is pale and terrified. Finnick, who is curled into a tiny ball, has his hands over his eyes. I feel the dampness of tears on my face. Disbelief courses through me.
How can she be dead? My mind asks. Moments ago, she was talking to Uriah. Moments ago, her heart was beating. Moments ago, she was alive.
Now she's dead.
"He didn't even flinch. He just killed her," Uriah says, his voice trembling with fear. It's true. That thing didn't hesitate a second before he killed Dani.
Finnick looked up, removing his palms from his eyes. "That's what they do. They are monsters. There used to be these things called the Hunger Games. They sent twenty-four children into a strange arena and watch as they are forced to murder each other. Only one comes out. I... I..." He pauses, not really wanting to reveal more. Seconds later, he continues quietly, "I won the games. When I was fourteen. I killed them. Children. I'm no better than any of them."
Releasing Uriah's hand, I sigh, and walk over to Finnick. Plopping down next to him, I whisper reassuringly, "Shhhh... Finnick, no. You are better than them. You are better than them. You were forced to kill, while they choose to. "
He looks down at his hands, tears forming in his sea green eyes. He looks wearily at his fingers, as if seeing the blood of the children he killed on them.
Is this man that you've trusted for all these weeks a killer? A quiet voice asks me. Silencing the thought, I grab Finnick's hand and squeeze it.
Jaz sniffles softly, "I hate you."
Uriah nods, "I understand. That guard killed Dani. I hate him too."
She shakes her head, tears flying from her cheeks "No. Not just him. Finnick. How could you be a pawn of these people?!" Her voice trembles as she speaks.
"Jaz!" I shriek indignantly. How could she!? I know that she's grieving, but Finnick was guilty enough already. Finnick begins to cry, but he nods, as if accepting this. I wrap my arms around Finnick, shielding him from the hateful words of Jaz.
Uriah opens his mouth to say something, but he is interrupted by the opening of the door.
"You," A pink-haired woman says, pointing at me. Her skin in drawn out over her face, causing her to look malnourished and thin. Slowly, I stand and approach her. She whirls me around with astonishing speed and slaps cuffs on my wrists.
"Kat!" Uriah and Finnick yelp simultaneously. I glance back at my friends.
"It's fine guys. I'll be right back," I reassure them. As I turn away from them, the Capitol woman shrieks with laughter, a terrible, shrill sound. Slamming the door shut, she continues to giggle. She yanks me forward and we walk a bit down the corridor. She stops at a wooden door that is hidden amidst several apartments. Engraved in the center are the symbols "R56".
I tuck the numbers into the back of my mind. I might want to know them later.
She produces a thin copper skeleton key and pulls open the creaky door. She enters, pulling me along with her.
"Sit," She states dryly, gesturing towards a mahogany chair. The seat is in the center of the room. Three walls are ebony-colored wood. The fourth is evidently a one-way mirror. The floor and ceiling both are heavy gray stone. A oak door is on the left side of the main entrance, leading to another room.
I saunter to the seat. As I sit on the chair, the pink-haired guard removes my cuffs. Producing another pair of manacles, she binds each of my wrists to the arm of the chair. One loop encircles the wooden plank and the other clasps my arm.
"Buttercup will be here soon," She states ominously.
I glance at my reflection in the wall-sized mirror. My stringy auburn hair flies in strange directions. Freckles mingle with flecks of mud on my face. Dull brown eyes dart from side to side suspiciously. I am not particularly noticeable, nor am I pretty. I am just there; I am average and bland. Suddenly, the wooden door on the left of me swings open. Walking casually in is a cat-like woman. Her skin is covered in muddy blonde fur. In the center of her blazing blue irises are thin slits of black.
"Hello. I am Buttercup. I will be interrogating you. You will anssswer all of my quesssstionsss truthfully, or you and your friendssss will die. Do you underssstand?" The cat-woman, Buttercup, hisses.
Frightened, I nod slowly.
"Good. What isss your name?" Buttercup asks.
"Kat Reyes," I reply.
"Who isss with you in your cell?"
"Uriah Bennett, Finnick Odair, Jaz Anderson, and-" I begin, momentarily forgetting Dani's death. As it returns to me, a small tear forms in the corner of my eye.
"And? Speak girl." The creature demands.
"Dani Anderson, but your vile guard shot her," I whimper.
Buttercup laughs sadistically. She laughs. At the death of a child and the mourning of her friend. "Where are you from?"
"The Land of Five Factions." (A/N-made it up, don't judge)
"Ah, yesss. The experiment from the Dark Daysss. Wait. You sssay Finnick Odair? He died. You are lying."
"No!" I exclaim, "I was confused! I saw... Finnick's games! Out in one of the lobbies! The boy's name is... Tobias Eaton!"
She glowers suspiciously, "Fine. Why are you-"
Suddenly, a foot kicks down the interrogation door. A girl with dark braided hair and gray eyes enters the room. She produces an old-fashioned bow and loads it with an arrow. Buttercup yelps and raises her hands in the air, a gesture of self defense.
The pink-haired woman draws her gun and aims it at the girl, "You shoot, I shoot." I glare at the Capitol woman. A risky idea pops into my mind.
Swiftly, I slam back my chair, shattering the weak wood beneath me. I stand up and kick the pink-haired thing in the stomach before she can react. Reeling backwards, the guard gun fires at the round, missing its desired target. At that exact moment, the gray-eyed girl shoots her arrow at the cat woman. Buttercup goes down as the brown haired girl notches another projectile and aims it at the Capitol guard.
Blood dripping from the corner of her mouth, the coward whispers, "Don't shoot. Please."
The girl's eyes blaze with fury. She opens her mouth as if to say something, but she decides against it. Sighing, but with her bow still trained on the woman, she hisses, "Go. Get out."
The Capitol woman scurries out of the door, avoiding the girl's deadly accurate bow.
"I'm Katniss. We're here to get you out of here," The braided-haired girl states.
"Kat," I state," Thanks. Who else is here?" Katniss leads me out the door.
"My fiancée, Peeta. Some friends of mine," She replies, not wanting not reveal much.
I begin to run towards the cell. Uriah, Finnick, and Jaz might still be inside.
"Where are you going, Kat?" Interrogates Katniss roughly.
"My friends are in there," I reply, still determined to retrieve them. As I reach the door, I am met with a dilemma.
"It's locked," I mutter, terrified and disheartened. Katniss appears next to me. She retrieves a small metal device from her khaki's pocket. Pressing the mechanism against the handle, a click emerges from the knob. She clasps the handle and opens the door.
"Guys, we're getting out of here," I tell them. Uriah and Jaz scramble to their feet, rushing to escape the prison. Only Finnick sits in the back of the cell, his face in his hands.
A gasp emerges from the back of Katniss's throat.
"FINNICK!?"
A/N- Katniss is here! Hooray! Okee bye.
(BUTTERCUP BELONGS TO .1 and JAZ BELONGS TO Schoolgirl123)