Her Victory, Their Life| F. Odair

35. Repeated Pain

Emory woke up again and was strapped back to her chair. She sighed and leaned her head back. She was tired, she was always tired, she didn't remember what this was, but she looked to the side and saw a peacekeeper sharpening a knife.

She closed her eyes and started to laugh. "Of course, of course I would be back here." The Peacekeeper took off his helmet to reveal some white guy that looked like he was used to this.

"Were you involved in the rebellion?" He asked her and she laughed.

"Screw you." He slapped her in the face and she kept laughing.

"Where is the rebellion hiding?"

"Screw you." This time he laughed and grabbed a whip from his tray of 'toys'. Two other peacekeepers behind her took off her restraints and picked her up, forcing her to her knees.

"I'm going to have some fun with you," he smirked and walked back around. "Take off her shirt." The peacekeepers obeyed and walked towards her, but Emory shoved them away. She closed her mouth tightly before sliding off the sleeves of the hospital gown and sliding it down her back, revealing the upper half of her body.

The peacekeepers stared at her and she chuckled, "what? Never seen the female body before?" The man cracked the whip behind her against the floor and she flinched from the sound. "Well, this is going to hurt like a mother fucker."

The man threw the whip forward, slashing it against her back, causing her to release a bloodcurdling scream. The man laughed. "This is only the beginning."

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Emory's body jolted her awake unexpectedly. She sat up, out of breath and looked around. She was back in her hospital room. It was even brighter than normal. Billius walked in with a clipboard and a tube of blood.

He laughed, "Congratulations, you're pregnant." Emory looked up sadly. This wasn't how this was supposed to happen. Probably cause and effect, if she hadn't said she married Finnick, maybe they would have let her out. Maybe she could make it back to 5 again. Get her baby to Finnick.

"What's your name and District?" The Doctor asked.

"My name is Emporia Falkum, I'm from District 5," Emory answered robotically just like the last times.

"What Hunger Games did you win?" He asked as he looked at her vitals.

"The 66th."

"Are you ready for your treatment today?" Emory nodded as the screen came alive. "After your treatment today, you'll be given an ultrasuond, then prepared for a promotional video with President Snow." Emory closed her eyes and slowly nodded to keep the room from spinning as he injected the venom into her system.

The video played and it was the same clips from her first games. The people she killed, distorted from the drugs made it different. She killed them because they were bad. She killed them because they were speaking against the Capitol. She didn't remember that, it didn't happen.

Thing is, it was her. The District 7 boy she killed started saying, "I swear, when I win. I'm going to go into the Capitol and blow it up, then I will become President." Then it was her whistle and they started running. She ran until she jumped down onto a lower part of the rocks and pulled on a rope. Her sword stood straight up and impaled him.

Only he wasn't dead. Little Emory smirked and took her knife, slitting his throat before kicking him off her sword and taking it out of the rocks.

It then changed to Snow's voice as it showed her crowning ceremony as the victor. "The Capitol is your friend."