The Trackjacker And The Mockingjay (Katniss Everdeen X F.OC)

-Pawns-

(I am still balls deep in HSR and HI3; those readers that read my stuff might have realized that because of all the uploads for those fandoms, lol, so bare with me, if you read other stuff of mine, you'll realize how chaotic my upload schedule is... Also I have like 30 published books but darlings, I was 40 drafts, so be happy am uploading anything XD)

(Oh and I will repeat since last time i did was a while ago and ppl might have forgotten with the lack of updates. Yes it looks like Percy had DID but since I don't have the condition I am only using what I know AND ADDING MY OWN STUFF TO IT, so it is not actually that, not the irl version, so don't get mad in the comments. when you could PM ppl I got one guy that got mad at me for even daring to bring up DID to explain this and how insensitive it was. You know who you are ;) this is fiction and I warned you times before how it would be so just enjoy if you keep reading this.)

It was... Silent...

Or as silent as a room buzzing with medical machinery, fluorescent lights and a living breathing person could be.

Even if that person was barely there it seemed, just a fake and hollow copy, wearing the skin of the one she was to talk too.

Katniss barely heard the little 'good luck' Prim whispered her way when she left then alone with the door sliding closed behind her.

That empty gaze fixed on her was enough to rob her off every word.

Every little movement catching her attention, how she spun the white ring around her finger, drumming her middle and pointer finger of her other hand on her knees, worked her jaw left and rig--"It's Prim's turn."-those words of almost impatience without strength broke her from reverie.

"Ah..." Was all Katniss could say for a moment before her legs carried her closed and sat down on the bed, further then Prim had but close enough to grab a chess piece and move it, playing a move Prim had not per Percy's cold empty words.

White Bishop moving up right.

White... She had seen Percy choose the black pieces over and over for some reason, even she couldn't answer it and it seemed only Katniss had an inkling of a thought why black and white were colors the freed victor would choose.

Black knight taking out the other white bishop.

"I..." Clearing her throat, still sometimes a trouble to talk when she was trying to talk low, deciding against it even if her voice sounded so loud in this room at a normal tone. "I came too bring back something."

Black rook, move forth and take out the white bishop.

Percy just looked at her, never a movement out of place, never a movement too much.

"You gave this to me each time you expected to die and yet we promised we'd see each other and I would bring it back." Pulling the black ring off was like another weight added onto her shoulders and not one actually taken off.

It had been her only comfort for such a long time, sure the white ring they both wore legally tied them as one couple against the world but it had started on a lie and it felt bitter to think too deep about it, how it was purely for the show the Capitol wanted that they existed but this black one... Despite the original owner's legacy with it, despite the history of it, was always given with truth and sincerity.

The white rings would always be precious but the black one would always be worth more.

It shouldn't have been this nostalgic to see Percy putting that ring right where it belongs on her other hand, offset on a different finger then the wedding ring, back where it belongs on the pointer finger... It was like a glimpse back to before it was given to her in that arena, before her Percy was taken and replaced by this one.

"District 12... Is it really gone?" The questions shouldn't have taken Katniss out so hard but it was like a backhanded slap across the face.

"... Yes... Less then a thousand remain."

"Peeta?" Of course she'd ask about him, Katniss could have harbored jealousy if all of this didn't leave her tired and numb. Peeta got worry and she got her neck almost snapped by the person that was meant to love her.

... Damn... That sounded so selfish... But can't she be selfish for once in her life?

"He's okay, one eye got hurt. We thought he could heal but most likely he'll remain blind even with all the help given by 13." (Time to drop him down the ladder to die instead of Finnick!... For once I am actually joking... Probably... At 75% certain... For now...)

"Gale?" honestly, it didn't even surprise Katniss she still asked about that boy even with their past as he had been important to her and Percy was in what Plutarch said the calmer, less talking, 'I am not killing Katniss :D' mood.

"He survived, he got Prim and mom out along with others... It was your people you know... The peacechildren that first acted out, many... Many choosing to oppose the evacuation orders the peacekeepers got... Many getting shot by their own parents for siding with 'rebel county' as the rumors say... Even so, under a thousand of 12's inhabitants survived, 934 and only 54 of then being of your people... They died to help us... Seems you rubbed off on them..."

Not really getting an answer from her, just a white piece knocked off the board by a black one.

"Candidates fight for peace. Capitol doesn't want peace." Came the simple and calm words. "Others?"

"Annie is fine, she got the least physical hurt, more mental damage type of hurt. Finnick is stable since she's back, he was losing his mind, walking up and down muttering otherwise. Johanna is fine compared to them, still mad at the shitty haircut and mostly in pain but her personality seems to be a fiery as ever which I'd say is good. Prim you talked too, she and mom are working as nurses. Peeta being taught to be a soldier. Haymitch still same old drunk just without booze. Effie misses her wigs. Gale I don't know I don't talk to that asshole aaand I don't remember anyone else that might interest you..." Finished in a whisper to herself as she thought. Only getting a nod back.

For the next while it was just a silent game of chess being played out, pawns lost and sacrificed on both sides but mostly Percy with the sacrifice play, so much so Katniss actually noticed because she had let her queen be taken even if it meant only taking Katniss' knight. (I know, breaking immersion, but I usually always protect my knights unless the queen is in danger and even then I hesitate.)

"That trade was not worth it." Katniss said as Percy just stared at the pieces.

"All must fall, all pawns, even the ones at the top."

"But giving up useful pieces is not something someone should do, they should be used instead."

"Then I'll be a nice little pawn."

"Tha--What?"

Jerking back as the chains rattled, stopping Percy from reaching her as she put all her strength into just trying to rip them from the wall with a malicious grin.

"I'll rid the world from a mutt like you! So peace can be achieved! I'll protect them from you!" Almost crouching on the bed, reeling her arms back and jerking them towards her, over and over, at the same time, one after the other, anything to somehow get to Katniss. "I'll kill you mutt!! I'll stop this war by killing you!!" Tugging so hard that the edges of the cuffs were pulled through skin and flesh, lacerating into bloody gashes as Percy screamed at her.

Even if she noticed all of that, all she could do was scramble of the bed, chess set knocked onto the ground as Percy tried to scramble off the bed after her, yelling more profanities at the monster she believed Katniss to be and almost having a meltdown, the moment she was out of view and outside the room, her goal became to either rip the chains from the walls or tear her hands off.

"You did nothing wrong, we still don't know what causes her to switch up like that." Plutarch, who had been watching, tried to reassure but it went in one ear and out the other as Katniss watched through the one way wall.

Requiring several medical personal to be able to overpower the victor who tried to bite and punch whoever was there to hold her down, yelling how the mutt needs to be killed or everyone will die. Screaming at how the mutt will be the end of all.

All Katniss could do is stare ahead with unshed tears gathering in her eyes.