"Isn't it lovely. All alone.
Heart made of glass. My mind of stone.
Tear me to pieces. Skin to bone."
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BOOK 1 - Indiana Summers is the niece to two Victors and the sweetheart of the Capitol but now she'd been dropped into the...
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Shoulder to shoulder, Finnick and Cato were surrounded by District Thirteen and those who had been fortunate enough to survive the blast from Twelve as they stared up at President Coin. Everyone had gathered (forced to gather) so as to hear the important announcement and whilst they already knew the terms, both men were crackling with anticipation. This was the first major leap towards getting their girls back.
The room full of rebels fell silent when Coin began to talk. However, the room soon filled with angered mumbling once the pardon for the captured Tributes was announced. Both Finnick and Cato shifted uneasily shifted uneasily as the majority of the rebels turned to look up at Katniss with hostile gazes after hearing what she had demanded.
"In return for this unprecedented request, Soldier Everdeen has promised to devote herself to our cause. Any deviance from her mission, in either motive or deed, will be viewed as a break in this agreement. The immunity will be terminated and the fate of the five prisoners determined by the law of District Thirteen. As will her own. Thank you." Coin finished her speech with a bow of the head before turning on her heel and walking away from her people, leaving them to digest the information.
Staring up at the Mockingjay, Cato began to worry that the young woman had taken on too much too soon. If she stepped out of line, it was possible that she would forfeit her life. And the slightly terrified look on her face showed that Katniss knew as much.
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Struggling against the leather bonds that strapped her to the table, Indiana attempted to scream but the gag in her mouth muffled any sound, dribble running down her cheek. Whether it was there or not made no difference as the soundproof walls prevented anybody outside the room from being able to hear her. Hot tears slid down the side of her face as she dreaded the pain that would soon be inflicted upon her again. Footsteps echoed inside her head, pain splitting across her skull as they did. Fear filled her heart as each footstep came ominously closer to the quivering girl.
"Good morning, Miss Summers. I trust you had a pleasant evening." President Snow's face loomed over the blonde woman.
Indiana was unable to find the courage to do anything other than glare at the man with intense hatred but he only let out a chuckle, sending chills of warning skittering down her spine.
"Now, before we begin, is there any information regarding rebel plans you wish to disclose to me?"
Once again, the prisoner remained silent. However, there were many things she wished she were able to say; rude things that would get her into serious trouble and serious pain. Thankfully, the gag prevented anything other than angry muffles from escaping her lips.
