I'm Yours, You're Mine

by District4-divergent-nephilim

She is a victor. she fought hard for her freedom in the arena, but like so many others, the Capitol made her pay the consequences. She is Victoria Shores, victor of the 61st Hunger Games, and this is her story. BTW, everything is pushed back ten years, so Finnick won the 55th, etc. Katniss/Peeta still win the 74th, though. Rated T because people die violently in the arena. (Duh)

5. Chapter 5

Disclaimer: Unfortunately, I don't own the Hunger Games.

The train ride only takes a few hours, so we sit at an oval-shaped table with our escort, Leona I learn her name is, and our mentors. Finnick Odair insists the River and I tell everyone our life stories so he can tell sponsors all about us. While River tells of his little brother Noah, I stare at Finnick and try to figure out why people like him so much.

Finnick notices me staring and grins. "Like what you see, princess?" he says cockily. I roll my eyes. "Nope. Just trying to figure out why a people in the Capitol like you so much," I say superiorly, "and besides, Marlin is your neighbor, you should know that he's my boy- fiancé." "Whatever, princess. Keep telling yourself that," he says.

"Of course, Victoria is already on the minds of many Capitol sponsors, because of your speech at the reaping. Marlin has already informed me of your plan, River," Finnick says, suddenly all business. "Okay, I'm going to my room to take a nap. Try to get some extra sleep before the arena," River says.

When he leaves, Leona pulls out a notepad and starts taking notes. I wrinkle my nose in disgust at her snooty Capitol attitude, but it's not her fault she's from the Capitol, I guess. "So, Victoria- "Call me ViVi. Victoria takes too long to say," I interrupt. "Whatever, princess, I think you need to act brutal and merciless in front of the other Careers- "I'm not a Career," I say bluntly.

Finnick looks at me with a superior look on his face. "But you are from a Career District. Thus, you are a Career. Careers don't show love, and you, by Career standards, have shown way too much love already. So, during training, don't mention Marlin unless the girl from District 1 asks you about him," he says.

I look at him quizzically. "Because they're usually beautiful," Finnick says like it's obvious, "so they usually have boyfriends back home, and most of the time their motivation to win is to prove to their boyfriends that they are strong enough to win, and- "You seem to know a lot about girls from District 1, Finnick," I say. He puffs out his chest and says matter-of-factly, "I'm Finnick Odair, what's your excuse?" I laugh. He asks me if I have ever trained, and I tell him about my skill with tridents and knives.

I tell him that I'm going to learn survival skills, and he argues with me, saying that a Career, I will have the bounty of the cornucopia. Then I tell him I'm doing them anyway because the cornucopia doesn't always have food, and I don't want to die a long, slow death from starvation. He finally consents, but makes me promise to learn to use some different weapons at training. I give in.