Black & Blue || Finnick Odair

3

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' I won't coware in the fear of Death,
not while I have the chance of winning. '
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The long trip to the Capitol was uneventful, Venus spending most of the trip in her room away from everyone else; wallowing in the self pity she knew she shouldn't have. She chose to volunteer for her District, it was her decision; no one forced her hand. Her feet trod carelessly on the floor as she made her way out of her bedroom in the Tribute Centre that Snow had built many years ago, large purple bags sat under her eyes and her hair stuck up at every angle.

'Oh, heavens Venus! Look at you!' Nyx squealed as she saw the girl; 'Come, come. We must get you cleaned up before the parade and by the looks of things it's going to take longer then I thought.'

'But Nyx-' Venus started.

'No, buts! We must go!'

A sigh left the Hereford girl's mouth before she followed after the woman, who was now wearing a fluorescent yellow wig and gold outfit, towards the large bathroom on their floor. She sat reluctantly in a chair in front of a large mirror, a brush already being pulled through her tangled hair by her stylists; mutters of protest were heard from their mouths as they worked.

All Venus had wanted to do was see who she was up against this year, and to find out if Finnick and Mags were there with her. Though two floors up the Girl on Fire and the Baker's son were already getting a run down from Haymitch as the victors' reapings were replayed to all of the Capitol.

'How could any of us even trust each other?' Katniss hissed.

'It's not about trust. It's about staying alive,' Haymitch replied with a hint of sass.

All eyes went to the screen as the victors from District One appeared on the screen with wide smiles on their faces as they waved to their friends and families.

'Cashmere and Gloss. Brother and sister. District 1. They won back-to-back Games. Capitol favorites. Lots of sponsors. They will be lethal,' Haymitch informed quickly before the District Two victors appeared on the screen; 'And the other half of the Career Pack, Brutus and Enobaria.'

'What's with her teeth?' Katniss asked with a look of horror.

'She had them filed into fangs so she could rip people's throats out.'

'She's committed. I'll give her that,' Peeta chimed in.

'Wiress and Beetee,' Haymitch continued; 'Not fighters, but brilliant. And weird. Real tech-savvy. He won his Games by electrocuting six Tributes at once.'

Katniss' eyes were glued to the screen as the two victors on the screen as they looked nervously at their District, fear evident in their eyes.

'The Morphlings. Masters of camouflage. Basically, won their Games by hiding until everyone else was dead. Self-medicating ever since. Which I applaud. Not a threat,' The blonde man emphasised.

'Finnick Odair, right?' The Girl on Fire inquired as the young man appeared on the screen.

'Yes. He won his Games at fourteen. Youngest ever... Extremely humble.'

'You're kidding.'

'Yes, I'm kidding,' Haymitch huffed as he looked at the screen; 'He's a peacock. A total preener. But he's The Capitol darling. They love him here. Charming, smart, and very skilled at combat. Especially in water.'