Mocking Jay TRAPPED

Chapter 1-District 13

I started at the ashes on the ground that used to be my home.  I couldn't believe this was real. The games, the bombing on 12, and Katniss being taken by the Capitol.  I wanted it all to stop, for it to be only a dream, and any moment I would wake up. But I knew that would never happen. 

I walked across the town to the bakery, or what was left of it. "You ready to come up?" Haymitch called down to me from the hovercraft.

"In a sec"  I started down at the bodies, but I couldn't tell who they were.  Everything was taken from me; my best friend, my life, and now my home.  I didn't want to take anymore, so I grabbed on to the rope and was lifted up.

In the hovercraft was Haymitch, Finnick and Plutarch.  Finnick looked as down as me. Haymitch was...well, drunk as usual. Plutarch sat there like everything was normal, sipping his tea. Which I guess it was for him.  He hadn't lost anyone, or suffered in the Hunger Games.  Lucky for him.

"So now where do we go?" I asked

"District 13" Plutarch said.

"But I thought that district was buried under ashes."

"That's correct. It's underground. The people from 12 who were able to escape the bombing fled there and found the ruins. And now it's back up and running." Plutarch explained.

An underground district.  The capitol hadn't even known.  I had so many questions.  Who would be there?  What would the people be like?  Also...there was one question ever since I heard about the bombing that I was scared to ask...Did my family survive? 

I noticed that I had sort of zoned out and that Finnick was staring at me.

"You ok?" He asked.

"Finnick I think we both knew the answer to that one." 

"True" he said.  And it was...every victor knows that life is never ok once your your name is reaped. Never.  Even after you win the games. 

This thought made me think of the Capitol, which brought me back to thinking of Katniss.  I know it sounds mushy, but she really did inspire me. And to think of what the Capitol would do to her is.....horrible. 

I wanted some rest. "I think I'm gonna call it a day." I announced.

The others nodded and continued with their conversation, except Finnick.

"Me too" He said as he followed me into the next room.

There were four cots there. I walked over to the farthest one.  Finnick took the next one. We layed there for some time when Finnick said quietly... "We have to stop the Capitol."

"Yeah, form a rebellion.  You'd be a good leader probably." I said.

He looked at me strangely. "Peeta...have you been paying attention?  There is a rebellion.  Katniss is the Mocking Jay. People are looking to you to set things right and free her."  He explained.

"wow...." I gasped.  "The capitol would be expecting us though, right?"

"Of course. They are always luring innocent people into their traps.  We'll talk more in the morning"  He yawned.

"Ok then. Good Night." I wasn't tired though. Now, there were many thoughts on my mind. But soon they all mixed together into a nightmare and before I knew it, morning came.

"We're here" Plutarch says. I step out of the hovercraft and we walk over ashes on dry hard ground.  I am back to thinking of Katniss.  Haymitch seems to read my mind and starts to walk next to me.

"Peeta, Katniss isn't being hurt." he said. "They're holding her captive so we will come and get her out. Then they will try to end the rebellion..."

"...by killing us" I finish for him. "Yeah I know, the rebellion. Katniss being Mocking Jay. How do you know anyways?"

"I've been around a lot longer than you. I know the Capitals tricks."  He takes another swig of his drink.  God, does he ever not have a bottle in his hand?

We walk down stairs, many stairs. I thought we might hit the center of the Earth anytime now.  But finally, we come to a room with a blonde haired women at a cluttered desk.

"Ah, Claudine!  How are you?" Plutarch greets her.

"Plutarch, you've finally come."  She said.  "I suppose you will want a room?"

"Well it would certainly be nice" Haymitch grumbled.  He took another drink, and realized it was empty. "Got any good drinks?"

"Possibly" Claudine said. "Right this way"

She led us down a long hallway. She pointed to a room, and handing me a piece of paper, said it was mine.  The paper was a schedule. I studied it...So 13 has schedules. I thought. 7:00am.    Breakfast

7:30am.    Training

9:00am.    Weaponry

10:00am.  Career Classes

12:00am.  Lunch

It went on like that until 7:00pm, where we had to return to our rooms. As I opened the door to the room and thanked Claudine, I discovered that I had a roommate.

"Good afternoon Peeta."

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So that's chapter one!!  Vote and Comment.  Chapter two is coming soon.