𝐛𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐞
/bro͞ot/
1.
a savagely violent person or animal.
"𝑆ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑎 𝑐𝑜𝑙𝑑－𝑏𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑑𝑒𝑑 𝑏𝑟𝑢𝑡𝑒"
Hunger games - finished - 3/4/22
Catching fire - finished - 5/11/22
Mockingjay part one - finished - 6/21/22
Mockingjay part two - fin...
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"What do you remember?" A voice said. My eyes kept shunt under a black cloth so I couldn't see.
"I remember, waking up in a white room with Snow sitting in the corner. He looked furious but once our eyes met, it was as if he took on a character."
"Did he say anything?"
"He said... Peeta and I were the only ones who are alive from the games, Johanna was in the Capital but is in critical condition."
"Anything about Katniss?"
"No, he just left after telling me 'wonderful games' but I fell asleep, when I woke up I heard a voice. In that moment I recognized it, but I don't know who it belongs to anymore."
"What where they saying."
"'Katniss get away from that tree!' A man I believe yelled. 'No!! Don't!!' Then I opened my eyes. It was a screen, of the games, I think. They played it over and over again. I watched in horror as the man's body burned. 'CYPRESS!' He screamed as flames consumed his body, the arena fell around him... crushing him."
No one spoke, "hello?" "Yes, sorry. Umm. You watched the body burn up? Correct?"
"Yes."
"What did it look like?"
"It was the wet suits we all wore. Blonde hair like Peeta's, but it wasn't Peeta. He had shaggy beach wavy hair. And... sea green eyes that stared into the camera as his body burned, and then... was crushed."
"Did you watch Katniss die?"
"No, but I can't imagine it any different then the video I watched."
Silence again. Before I could speak someone brushed back my hair, they slowly took off the blindfold.
As my eyes slowly adjusted to the light one thing I caught was piercing sea green eyes.
"Hello Finnick." "Hello An- Cypress." I turned my head to the doctor in the room. "How did the tests go?" He looked a bit defeated with his shoulders slumped.
"Alright." I look back at Finnick who has the same disappointed look. Before I turned back to the doctor a glimmer of gold caught my eye under Finnick's shirt.
I quickly grabbed the back of his neck pulling at the chain, he tried to grab my wrist to stop but it was to late.
My face scrunched in confusion. "Where did you get this?" I held the clock necklace. MY clock necklace!
