Venom- Finnick Odair

Chapter Twenty

Lyanna(20)

***warning Torture.***

If you see any mistakes let me know because I'm writing this at 3am in the morning! But hopefully you enjoy!

Finnick slammed his hands against the metal table in anger. He needed Lyanna. Lyanna was someone who accepted him for who he was. Someone who managed to pull him out of the pool of water where his head was a foot under the surface. She kept him afloat and helped him get through the hard times and orders of Snow.

  He tugged at his hair as he regretted not telling her how he felt sooner. He knew there was something special about her when he saw her. She looked beautiful, her hair was almost glowing and her eyes were enchanting. He knew, that she was going to be a surprise in the games but he never expected her to win.

  So when Chaff and Seeder asked for him to talk to her he couldn't say no. He knew what it was like to be so young, and to feel so numb from the games. He knew what it felt like to have the people he killed haunt him every time he closed his eyes.

When she told him to visit her sometime he could help but to feel excitement leap in his chest. He's never had someone make him feel that way. He was still new to having to please a women in exchange for secrets but he's never felt that way before.

"Finnick?" It was Haymitch. Finnick looked up from the table in his room and saw him,Plutarch and coin approaching him.

"What?" He asked, not really in the mood to talk.

"It's about Lyanna." Plutarch said sitting across from him. Finnick instantly perked up at her name.

"What about her? Did you find a way to save her?" Finnick asked, but when he noticed Haymitch's sad eyes he knew they didn't.

"No." Coin said folding her hands against the table.

"We want to ask you if Lyanna told you any valuable information about the people she turned in for Snow?" Coin asked causing Finnick to furrow his eyebrows in confusion.

"What do you mean? The people she turned in for Snow?" Finnick was clearly confused.

"He doesn't know." Haymitch said stating the obvious.

"I don't know what?" Finnick asked impatiently.

"Lyanna was forced to track down people who were leaking Capital secrets. She would torture or Seduce them into admitting it and than she would tell snow. She disobeyed Snow once which resulted in her parents being murdered." Coin explain. Finnick remembered how upset she was when she told him about their death.

"I promised her." Finnick whispered silently to himself. He remember her looking down at him from her bed after she won the games. Her face was so broken and her eyes were red from crying. She looked at him with so much fear, she was worried about what was going to happen to her.

"What if Snow does to me what he did to you?" She had asked him.

"I won't let that happen." Finnick remembers saying. 

"You can't promise that."

"I know."

Finnick promised to himself that he wouldn't let it happen. That he would protect her from the horrors of being a victor.

"Leave." Finnick said.

"Now Mr-"

"LEAVE" Finnick gelled cutting of Coin. His hand were slammed against the table as he glared at her.

"Come on." Haymitch said softly to the two. Coin sighed, clearly not happy but left the room. The minute the door shut Finnick let the tears fall. He slumped against the bed as a son ripped through his chest.

"I'm sorry." He kept repeating shaking his head. He needed to be strong, he needed to think, he needed Lyanna back and safe.

He will get Lyanna.

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Johanna's screams reached my ears chasing me to jolt up. The tortures were moved to our cells now so we can all hear each others screams. I heard the movement of water and the sound of electricity. They were electrifying her.

  I whimpered as I hard another surge of electricity followed my a scream.  Peeta was starting to talk less and less. He was being injected with something but he wasn't sure what. But it sure did seem painful as his scream was the loudest out of us all. They seemed to use all sorts of torturing techniques on Peeta, more than one. I can hear them talking to him every session. Saying things about the rebellion and district 13 and Katniss. I didn't understand what they were trying to do but I noticed that Peeta was losing hope.

"Just think of Katniss! Happy thoughts remember!" I said before Johanna screamed again.

"I-I can't." He seemed to struggle to get those words out on his own.

"It's okay Peeta, I'm here."I whispered. I wish I could hold his hand to comfort him but I knew that was impossible.

Soon enough the torturers left Johannas cell and came into mine. She had fallen silent which I assumed was because she was unconscious.

When the guy walked in and turned on some lighting in my Cell I noticed he didn't have a bat with him. Out of Peeta And Johanna it seemed like I was getting off easy. But I had a feeling that wasn't going to last.

"What is that?" I nervously croaked as he pulled out a syringe. Two men picked me up from the ground and tied me to the bed they put in my room the other day.

  I gasped when they tightly tied the straps around my ankles and wrists.

"You're very familiar with this." He said lightly hitting the green substance.

"It's Piltra Venom." He explained coming near me. I almost laughed at the irony.

"That will kill me." I gasped as I struggled against the restraints.

"We've spent almost two weeks diluting this. Let's just hope we diluted enough for it not to kill you." I heard Peeta yell in protest as he heard the mans words.

He grabbed my arm and injected the venom into me. I felt a white hot pain wash over my arm as it travelled through my blood. I screamed in pain as it felt like someone was setting me on fire from the inside out.

My throat felt like it was ready to split in two as the venom reached my chest. It felt heavy to breath and my skin started to inch. I managed to get hands to my sides as I tried to scratch the ish away but it only seemed to fuel it.

  I felt something warm and wet him my fingers as I realized I scratched through my skin.

The torturer smiled in delight as he watched me thrash around in pain.

"Beautiful." I heard him mutter before leaving to go to Peetas cell.  

I heard water being poured over him followed by him saying no over and over again. Than a sound of a power surge but my ears. They were electrocuting him too. Soon enough our screams were intertwined.

After an hour passed the pain finally stopped at my throat was hurting.

"P-Peeta!" I cried through my tears.

"L-Lyanna." He stuttered back. I can hear the pain in his voice.

"I don't think we are getting out of here." I cried again. It's been a few weeks since we have been taken and each torture session seemed to make my hope for being saved to be picked apart piece my piece.

"I know."