The Hijacked Mockingjay {Editing}

We Need A Voice

Peeta POV

"Peeta. Peeta? Peeta!" Plutarch says. I snap back into reality.

"That's the third time in five minuets." President coin says. She is the leader of this underworld place,District 13,that I had belived to be demolished and no longer existent. She has been one of the many in charge of keepin this place running self sufficiently for 75 years, while other districts starved. Although she had a valid point,it still rubs me the wrong way.

"I'm sorry, I just have a lot on my mind!" I yell, but I want to take it back as soon as I say it,"I-I'm sorry I-"

"It's okay. I would be stressed, too if I was in your position. But we do have some seriouse things we need to discus Mr.Mellark." Plutarch says.

"Okay."

The President speaks up,"So we need a... Voice for the rebels. Someone people know and trust. Perhaps a bakers boy?"

"Why me? People already trust Katniss, why don't you ask her. And when can I see her?" I say.

Plutarch and Coin both sigh out.

"No, I am tired of this! I have been here for three days now, three long days, and I haven't seen her."

"You can't!" Plutarch blurts out.

"Why not."

"Because she isn't here, Peeta."

"Ma'dam President." He warns.

"No Plutarch! This isn't the Capitol, we don't keep secrets like this from people." She turns to me."Peeta I'm sorry, but she isn't here."

"Where is she then?"

"In the Capitol. The took her the moment she blew out the arena. They also have Johanna."

" No I won't believe it." I whisper shocked.

"Peeta, I know this must be hard for you, but Panem needs you. We need you, your voice, your face, all for the rebellion." Coin says.

I slam my hand on the table,"Then you should have got Katniss." I hiss and walk out the room.

I walk back to my compartment and lay on my bed, and think. What do I do? If Katniss is in Snow's hands then her fate is unpredictable. He could be killing her right now, at this very moment. Is there a way to help the rebels without harming Katniss? I just want to her her voice right now. But I have made up my mind. I can't risk her torture for the benifit of the rebellion. I will not be their voice.

Plutarch POV

President Coin sighs and shakes her head. "He can do it, trust me." I say.

"He can't! He won't until we have katniss in our hands."

"Trust me I have a plan... Moves and counter-moves."

"Moves and counter moves." She repeats.