"In the end even gold goes grey"
They say District 8 is the most rebellious district. Their Victors are a good example of that.
In which a Victor from District 8 isn't supposed to have relationships but grows closer to a Victor from District 4.
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Bex knew that the people of District Thirteen would not be happy with her and the other Victors breaking whatever rules they had put into place.
So, before everyone else woke up, almost everyone, Blight was still awake. He escorted her back to her room, making sure that no one was around to see them.
But when the morning came, no one seemed to be bothered about the Victors, not when the Mockingjay was awake. It would seem like everyone was waiting for her. Bex couldn't help but chuckle at how confused Katniss must be at that moment, everyone watching her.
Later that day, Cecelia walked into the room, "Ready to get out of here?" That perked Bex up, "Don't get too excited. You're gonna have someone on your ass the entire time, but lucky for you that person is me or one of the others, someone you know. You don't even want to know what I had to threaten Plutarch with. It involved my sword and his ass...not that I have my sword currently, but when I do."
Bex just nodded, she was glad it was Cecelia, she wouldn't have wanted it to be anyone else, "Thirteen is a lot different from Eight. You'll get a schedule every day."
"So, we have no freedom? Again."
Cecelia paused before she nodded, "Pretty much, but some of us want to get back to our homes as quickly as possible. Whatever is left of it."
"They're alive, Ce." Bex said as she stood up from her spot on the bed.
Cecelia nodded, "Oh I know. You think I would be this calm if I thought they were dead?"
The jumpsuit that Cecelia had brought for her was awful, and that just made her miss Danai even more. She had hoped that Woof had successfully got her out of the Capitol before the games had started.
Then that just made her think of Colt and wherever he was. Then Sejanus, and she didn't want to think about where they were.
She hated Capitol style but, in that jumpsuit, she wanted Danai around to do something to it. Even Colt would be able to do something about it.
Now she looked like everyone else when she was anything but.
Cecelia walked her down a hall and into one of the other rooms and the first person she saw was Plutarch standing behind a chair, "Oh you low life, son of a-"Cecelia grabbed Bex's arm, moving her hand down to take her mentee's, "Sorry...no I'm not."
