nightmare + f. odair✔

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The pain she felt was almost as worse as when it had initially burned her, but twice as terrifying because her head was completely submerged.

When she emerged, she noticed Finnick and Katniss staring down at her, and sighed slightly. She wasn't dead, not yet anyway.

Finnick helped her out of the water after she wiped all of the welts from her skin, her complexion normal once again save for a small amount of scarring on her calf.

She stood, her muscles complaining as she went. Wincing, she walked over to stand next to Peeta who was pouring water into a make-shift cup.

"Are you okay?" He asked quietly, handing her the cup and allowing her to take a large sip from it before placing is back under the spile.

She smiled softly, mumbling a response.

"You're to good for these games," she said, the silence from before breaking at her words. He looked up, raising a brow as if telling her to continue.

"You don't enjoy killing, or watching people be killed. You're kind, all you've ever been to me is kind."

She continued, "Finnick and I, we kill people and hardly bat an eye. We don't give a shit about any of them, except for Johanna who might not even be alive."

Octavias eyes met Peetas, and he only shook his head.

"You did what you had to do to live, Octavia. You didn't choose this life, these games. They chose you."

"Well technically I volunteered, but-"

She was cut off by Katniss's eerily calm voice.

"Peeta, Octavia, walk over here slowly."

Octavias previously calm attitude strickened, he body tensing as she slowly looked up.

To come face to face with a roaring animal.

She backed away slowly, drawing two knives from her belt and holding them in front of her.

"Get to the beach," Katniss spoke, quiet and stern. Octavia turned, to see the path to the sandy shore blocked.

"Shit, we're screwed," she mumbled, her hand shaking as the monkeys closed in on them.

And then they attacked.

She was in action immediately, hurling a knife at the first animal who bounded towards her.

Another one came from behind her, and she stabbed the longer dagger into its neck, pulling it out and then throwing it at one that was about to jump on Peeta.

She continued this pattern, throwing knives and retrieving them as she went and then repeating the cycle.

She watched the other three begin to run towards the clearing, and cursed before putting her knives away and drawing the sword she carried.

She sliced as she went, following her allies in a hurry.

Until a monkey was about to jump on Peeta, and a person jumped out to intercept the animal.