JACK THE RIPPER

19- The Great War

"Well I never!"

I hear a voice, I'm in the midst of a deep sleep when someone wakes me up from the enticing dream I was having about winning the games. I grumble, trying to find the sheets but they have been ripped off of me, I groan and try to move around a little on the bed I'm on.

Then it hits me.

I'm not on a bed, I'm not clothed. I'm completely naked.

I wake up, sitting screw straight on the sofa which I am still on. I notice that Elodie has a disturbed look on her face as I am lying on the sofa with my clothes strewn onto the floorboards. The sofa was entirely comfy; I must admit but the look on Elodie's fact is anything but that. in fact, she's full blown irate.

Finnick is still on the sofa, he's completely asleep as Elodie, my escort is standing above the both of us and watching us like we are something in the zoo. She is fuming, I can see steam coming out of her ears.

"Is this your idea of a goodbye, Finnick?!" Elodie slaps the man across the face, who stirs a little bit and grunts.

"Huh?" Finnick groans. Then he rubs his eyes open and slips himself up on the duvet. "What?"

"This is your goodbye?!" Elodie screeches, I am trying to contain my laughter. "Sleep with the tribute?!"

"Good morning to you too, Elodie" He stirs, standing up from the sofa and then kissing my cheek, completely naked in the living room. He stretches and walks out of the room. "I'm gonna shower."

"Miss Chambers...what on earth has gotten into you?!" Elodie yells at me when I stand up, instead I wrap the blanket around me and smirk at her.

"Well I mean if you look at it like that..." I snicker, but Elodie finds it less than funny. I wipe the smirk off of my face. "No? okay. I'm gonna shower too. got a big day ahead of me."

I waltz out of the living room, down past the living quarters and open the door to my bedroom. I cannot stop laughing; it was too funny to see her face like that. I do not shower, instead I just get dressed into a pair of jeans and a white t-shirt. Finnick will escort me from here into the arena.

After that, an Avox knocks on my door. Announcing that I am ready to leave. I don't see anyone in the morning but Elodie, who gives me one final hug before she herself leaves. I find Finnick on the roof as the hovercraft I had never seen before appears for the both of us. I climb myself inside, I am the only tribute on it. I expect every tribute has their own.

I'm lifted safety inside when I climb up the freezing cold ladder and into the warmth of the hovercraft. It's extravagant, I'll give the Capitol that. I stand in the middle of the hovercraft, which has like a whole dining room and a bathroom, plus some sort of dressing room inside of it.

"Good morning, Serabella" The woman in the white coat whom I do not recognise is on the hovercraft, looking like she is going to leave. I wince when I see the needle. "Relax darling, this is simply your tracker. Less you move, less it will hurt."

She places it into my arm and the tracker goes in, I grunt in pain. but it wasn't half as bad as I imagined. She finishes everything and leaves the hovercraft swiftly before she indeed is gone and into the building. Finnick arrives on the hovercraft.

He leads me to the breakfast hall, I eat some stuff but I'm not talking. Instead, I'm completely silent and just eat a couple of things because I am honestly starving. I could have eaten anything but I was so nervous about it all. I could feel the knots in my stomach tightening. Still, this will be the last time I eat real food for a while, or forever.

We sail over cities and waters, it's beautiful as ever when I look out of the window. Finnick eats too but he only eats toast, he doesn't talk to me because I am purely silent the entire twenty minutes. I am going to be sick. The birds are free; the wilderness is free. I am captive.

I shower after I have had breakfast, the shower was amazing and I felt free for once. I scent myself, brush my hair and my entire body is free. I wear some light makeup and tie my hair into a ponytail with two strands hanging down. My signature look.

I get dressed into black tight sweater with the collar going all the way up to the tip of my neck. a brown zip up jacket that hands down to my hips, I zip it up a little bit of the way, but not too much, a dark brown belt and a pair of black trousers. I have a strap on my back to put something on there, as well as on my belt, a brown bag attached to my waist which is empty. Black warm and nice boots with some thick socks.

When we finally arrive at the catacombs that lead me into the arena, we climb down the ladder and towards where I will be transported into the arena. The tube underground is somewhat of a steady walk. We call it the launch room, I walk into the launch room and notice how clean and purely white everything is.

I pick out my blue necklace that my father had given me, tie it around my neck and look at it. it's my mothers, it looks beautiful on me as I wear it underneath my white blouse.

"That's beautiful" Finnick's voice comes from behind me, we are standing in the launch room as he grabs onto the gemstone that I am wearing around my neck.

I smile at him gently; he holds it in his hands whilst it is still attached to my neck. "Thank you. It was my mothers."

"Don't let them see it, okay?" He whispers, tucking it underneath my blouse and beneath so you can see nothing of it. "They will take it off of you"

"Okay. Thank you." I smile at him.

"Sixty seconds."

I turn around and notice him standing there, he smiles at me one last time but I cannot help the fact that despite everything, I really wanna kiss him right now.

"Finnick?"

"Hmm?"

I kiss him, I kiss him so passionately that I think my mouth is going to fall off of me pretty soon. I feel his soft touch around my cheeks, I feel his beautiful scent on my skin. we just kiss one another for a couple of seconds and nothing happens, the kiss is beautiful, the kiss is real and the kiss meant something to me.

"Goodbye, Finnick Odair."

"Goodbye Serabella Chambers." With that, I walk into the cylinder as I begins to lower around me. Finnick speaks once more. "Serabella?"

"Hmm?"

"Serabella I--"

But he is gone and I am in complete darkness. I don't think I'll ever know what he said. the darkness lasts for a couple of seconds. When I hear the noise as I am about to reach the top of the platform.

That smell. Salt water. Trees. Sand. My arena.

"Ladies and Gentleman, let the Seventieth Hunger Games Commence!"