Johanna in the Capitol

chapter 3- the peacekeepers

We're delivered to our cells, whoever the third prisoner is I don't know nor particularly care.

The cell is a small, damp room barely furnished, and the two pieces of furniture in the room look cheap. All there is a three legged chair, a small TV , probably for mandatory updates, and some blankets.

I'm still wearing the wetsuit I wore in the arena, its slightly ripped but its in pretty good condition, bar the blood stains on it, both from the blood rain, and dead Victors.

I kick the stupid chair, suddenly angry. Fuck District 13, not caring whether everyone except Katniss is captured. And honestly, I thought I would be pretty important to them, I'm the Victor trusted with the most secrets, because "there's no body left that I love", though I'm beginning to think that's not true. Because there's someone I do love. Finnick Odair, not necessarily in a romantic way, bit in a platonic relationship. He's my best friend, and the only real person I know.

I gear footsteps, shortening my tantrum. I steady myself for the torture that will come, sure I have the strength to withhold the information Snow so desperately wants - and needs.

Three peacekeepers enter the room. Only one is armed, but all wear the stupid white uniform and mask. There's only three. Maybe I could fight them off? Not permanently, but slow them down.

The armed one comes towards me. "Johanna" he says.
"Don't call me that" I growl "You can't call me that". "Fine" he says "Prisone-"

Before he can finish the sentence I kick out, aiming for his groin. He stumbles backwards, groaning in pain. I quickly move towards one of the other guards, the one who hasn't rushed to help his colleague who just got kicked in the balls.

Somehow I manage to slam him against the wall. I feel a gun being aimed at me, close to my neck. "Prisoner" the Peacekeeper says "Don't be ridiculous, its three on one and your unarmed."

I'm unarmed and over powered, but I have got words as my final defence. "Yeah I know, get another 3 of you here and it might be a fair fight"

The peacekeeper I have pinned against the wall finally comes to his senses, and pushes me away. The two unarmed ones grab one of my arms each, and half lift, half drag me out. I don't resist. Resisting would be pointless. I managed to make my point, I never thought I'd actually beat them.

They bring me into a small room with white walls, where no one other than President Snow himself sits, on a comfortable armchair. The peacekeepers drop me on a less comfortable wooden chair. Let the fun begin.

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