❝ i'll kill, i'll kill, i'll kill for a little drop of your good love ❞ ― labrinth
pre hunger games - mockingjay.
fem!oc x johanna mason.
all rights go to suzanne collins except for the ocs, plots, and twists that i have added.
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i'll do anything you say.
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WHAT ARE YOU?
Mud and blood stain her flesh, seeping into the skin and tainting every muscle and fibre. It spreads underneath her, dripping into the protein of the bones. It itches and it burns. It is an undeniable feeling that she cannot ignore. But she does.
She does as she stares at the still body, which had been fidgeting and fighting just moments before. The killer can feel the crimson liquid spoiling her soul, grabbing it forcefully and shaking her with its clawed hands. It digs itself into her, palms tightly around her biceps as if it feared she would realise. When she is still, not wincing at how she was being held captive from an unimaginable force, she is softly turned around and embraced, the claws out of her skin and instead, enveloping her like a old friend.
