The Silent Killer (A Finnick Odair Love Story)

Chapter Twenty-Five

Hello everybody! It's been a while since I last updated, but now I finally am. However, before the chapter begins, there's something that I'd like to discuss.

Recently, I was informed that Silent But Deadly was being copied. Luckily, the matter was solved with no hard feelings on either side. The user who had unknowingly copied alerted me as soon as she found out and was very kind about altering her story. However, the event brought to light the possibility of that happening again.

This story is my intellectual property, therefore, I own it. Copying this story is illegal. If I find out that it happens, I will alert the user copying my story, and I will suggest changes. Although, if the proper alterations are not made, I will take action with the Wattpad administration.

Also, if I did a YouNow, would anyone watch it?

Here's the chapter! Hope you all like it!

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Bullets fly overhead as we duck to dodge them. Well, if you call laying flat on the ground 'ducking.' Finnick is on the ground next to me, an arm wrapped around me, as if to shield me.

"You're okay?" Finnick asks once the bullets stop. He checks me over for wounds. I blush slightly, nodding. "Good." He takes my hand, kissing it gently.

"Good. That's good." All of the sudden, he wraps his arms around me, pulling me flush against his chest, and he kisses me. He ends the kiss only seconds later, giving himself just enough time to be reassured that I'm still alive and with him.

"My beautiful Asphodel," he whispers, his lips brushing against my forehead.

"Guys," Gale says, "we need to keep moving."

Finnick glares at him, but says nothing. We all keep moving, until another series of gunshots echo out. Everything seems to move in slow-motion. A bomb going off. Boggs' legs being blown off. Finnick pushing me behind him, shielding me from the explosion. A black wave coming toward us.

I force myself to keep my head.

I strap my gas mask on, running alongside everyone else. I see Peeta out of the corner of my eye. He isn't safe to be around.

"It's not poisonous," Katniss reveals as she takes her mask off. The goo is now at our feet. It makes sloshing noises with every step, but it leaves no trace of us ever behind there behind.

We find a house, but it's dead-bolted shut. While everyone is trying to open it, I roll my eyes.

"Step aside," I say, then kick the door down. A woman in a gaudy dress stands there, about to scream. I silence her by shooting a dart into her forehead. She instantly falls over, dead.

"Nice job, Five," Gale nods.

Katniss and Jackson shove him aside while dragging Boggs in. Finnick and I sit on the plush lavender couch in a comfortable silence. He takes my helmet off of me and undoes the braid he did this morning. Carefully, he finger-combs my hair and starts to braid it into a sailor's knot.

"Why do you always braid her hair?" Peeta asks curiously. That's strange, since he just killed Mitchell and tried to kill Katniss...

"It calms me down," Finnick replies.

"We need to move," Jackson says. Boggs is dead. To Katniss, "Give me the Holo."

"No," she says with a shake of her head. "He transferred it to me."

"Why would he do that?" Jackson asks incredulously. "I'm Second in Command."

"Because I promised Asphodel I'd help her," Katniss said. Everyone looks at me.