Octavia POV
It was like we were back on the chariots the first night of the games. Except this time we're in a different point of view.
We were lead to where President Snow would be standing, where his higher ups would be standing behind in as a support spectacle. The people, Capitol and district alike were now in the stands all cheering, all yelling. I feel the hum of human power as we all arrive.
Coin arrives. The supposed ' Savior' who fought to give us freedom. Makes me sick. Nearly as sick as Snow. She sat and used us.... Now Cal is gone..Zane, Finnick, Macy... All of two looks rough by the losses.. River has been distant. Johanna more on edge. Even Evangeline I've seen fall apart.
Coin wears an extravegent gold suit with winding it looks to be thorns and snakes? Her smile glad and sinister as she looks to the crowd I know basking in all the new found glory and power. I needed to surpress my eye roll but Johanna does it freely with a snide smirk from Evie beside her. Gale and Vad send them looks as they remain...soldier like.
River looks straight ahead, if he'd look at me I'd give him a smile in support. Everyone from two are close together I know all silently supporting. I see Beetee with Plutarch on the edge whispering about something that makes then both grin as Coin begins.
" Welcome! Welcome!" She booms over the loudspeakers. " And welcome to a new Panem!"
The crowd roars, making an edge of anxiety appear as the same roaring was for the Chariots. " Today marks a New Era. TODAY marks a new Panem!"
I scan the people as she goes on about the terror and reign.. How can there be a trial with no Snows? At least I personally don't see them, I barely see any guards around us, maybe she thinks we're more then capapble to defend ourselves seeing we've been doing it for the past couple weeks.... I wonder how many are carrying weapons as we speak. I can't even sleep without a dagger anymore just in case someone decides to kill me.
" For 78 years we've been oppressed. For 78 years our children have been forced to fight with one another, we're forced to watch them die, forced to see them brutally killed by these things called mutts. All for entertainment! Work endless hours for food we could not eat! Clothes we had no luxury of wearing! building weapons to kill our own! Victors treated like prisoners!" She chants.
The crowd roars yet again eating this up... Just like people in the Capitol would if it was Snow. I needed to break away from the unnerving thought. I needed to stay stoic knowing there was cameras on us... I did it before... I did it..Though I always had Cal with me.
Stop. I need to stop.
" .... And now we put them on trial for their wrongs! We put Coriolanus Snow, Kieran Snow, And Celeste Snow on trial! Maybe justice and the odds be ever in their Favor!" Coin closes with.
I see the screens all around avert to a camera tracking an opening where we'd come out of the tunnels, each one on a Chariot on their own looking like...Shit.. Well, Celeste and Kieran looked beat. The President...untouched, besides some dried blood from his mouth and atttered clothing.
