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

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Stable enough.

The fuckers! Stable enough, my ass. I am fine! I am not some rabid dog that needs to be put down! I can be in control of my fucking self... See? I didn't murder your mockingjay! Very demure of me!

Stable ass fuckers, I agreed to wear this machine in case instincts took over and I attacked your precious treasure not the mess around dammit and seriously?! Instincts!! I-N-S-T-I-N-C-T-S!! People can't control their instincts or it is very difficult but I am not given the same ground to stand on because I was in the Capitol? Very fair of them... Fuckers.

"Well I'd advise you to maybe put a hole in her forehead?" I looked over, eyebrow twitching a bit with brewing anger.

"Johanna trust me, I would eviscerate that Coin woman if they let me."

Outside of Haymitch and... Katniss, she was the first other victor I have met, they supposed it would be safer since we were locked up together, familiar with each others screams as Johanna would say.

I grinned, having basically made myself at home sitting on her hospital bed and pushing her enough to make myself space, she'd kick me if she was annoyed by it so I don't care.

"But she is needed as the lovely president of 13."

"Bullseye." I chuckle, not caring we are being observed and monitored, she knows I don't fancy her. "Plus it would be easier to off the Capitol with her dealing with the logistics and us the heavy lifting. Ain't no way I am getting an office job because I killer her."

Because of all the glue and mismatched lengths, she had shaved her head bald from what I heard but this short hair growing in is cute on her, adorable even.

"Oh come on stop looking at me like this, are you no loyal woman?" She joked, making me roll my eyes.

"I am loyal to my home and friends, I will bring the Capitol down, don't worry." But she moved her hand before I could grab it, she shook her head like I didn't get what she meant but how the fuck am I supposed to know.

With a frown I kicked the little bedside table, making it crash down and sending medicine flying.

"Okay bitch you've been tiptoeing around it and it is pissing me off, what the hell is wrong with you? I am not asking for the sun damn!"

"I don't think you'd believe me even if I told you so you'll need to ask the others of 12."

"Fuck that! I deserve answers and you will give them to me!" Grabbing her by her col, yanking her up.

Instantly hearing the door slam open.

I huffed, knowing better then going on, dropping her back on the bed and standing, arms in the air before I got loaded up on sedatives and man handled, I'll kick their balls out if they dare touch me.

"I'll be leaving." Huffing, turning around.

"Percy, I am not doing this to keep info from you..." I listened without facing her, glaring down the soldiers I needed to walk around to leave. "But this is something you need to hear from the source not me as I don't know the story of it."

"Ah fuck off." I grumbled, shoving through the soldiers and walking away.

Marching off, anger deep seated.

Spinning that damned black ring around my finger while wondering where this white one came from for the n-th time.

Like, whoever has the other one either died in 12 when bombed or doesn't want me to know they have the matching pair which sucks for them since I am once in a generation. What use being loyal to someone that doesn't want me? You could have at least given me a damned chance, fuck!

Ask 12, ask 12, ask 12, I don't fucking want to ask 12! Dammit this is so bothersome! Knocking off a pile of files on top of boxes blocking most of the hall, glaring at the paper flying around as I stomped away.

"Stop following me or I will kick your balls into your throat so hard you'll be called Stefanie!!" I yelled at the all male group of Soldiers.

"Okay now you will calm down!" That irked me, working my jaw.

"Oh yeah? What are you going to do about it smartass?" Getting in this face.

"Oy back off or we'll be forced to act!" His palm pushing in my chest to push me back.

A spark lighting the fuse.

Giving with my left shoulder, making his hand slip that way and throwing my own out before my mind could catch up, clothlining him hard as his imbalance caused him to fall.

"No fucking touching!" Yelling before kicking at his side to teach him a lesson but instantly backing up, arms up. "He started it, I can argue very well without using my fists but I will lay out anyone daring to fucking touch me, get that through your thick skulls and pass the word." Hissing as I closed my fists and marched away.

Feeling my legs go numb after the first few steps.

"MOTHERFUCKER!!!" Lunging back but collapsing as the fast acting serum flowed through my veins.

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She opened her eyes, sighing softly, pinching her nose.

No one came in the check that she had woken up but she didn't expect anyone anyway.

Damn... Why?... Just... How fucked up is she?

"I'll need to apologize to Johanna." For being pushy but like, why can't she tell her this? Why must she talk to those people?

She didn't want to talk with Haymitch, he means well but her feelings are off about him, like he is trying too much to keep a status quo and wouldn't be truthful about the others.

Katniss she still couldn't face, her fight or flights feelings still too harsh and violent per doctor's perception and she hopes she can trust medical professional with that. Not wanting to murder her if Snow's death would fix the world. So she is staying away and listening to docs and psychologists that think they know everything about her mind.

Effie she heard of her being around but she wouldn't know, not truly being of 12 despite everything.

The Everdeens she can't see for long before being overwhelmed with the knowledge of Katniss being near. Even pure little Prim would make her break out in cold sweat after a while and want to grab her and keep her from leaving.

Gale... As much as it hurts to admit he might be the best person to go too for answers but knowing him, no chance.

...

Was... Was Peeta around?

She had heard nothing about the boy...

She...

Pressing the button to alert people she is awake, having made up her mind.

Out of all.

Even in this waking nightmare.

Percy would bet her life that that boy was not as hurtful as her memories dictate... She knew it in her bones.

Looking at the little folded and framed carton box on her nightstand, such simple thing meaning the world to her, taking it in her lap.

No monster would be the only one to welcome her home from the 74th.