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FIFTY ONE ━━ nightlock nightlock nightlock

in my darkest hour, hope kissed my cheek
and said everythinh will be okay

— faraway

     A BLOOD CURLING SCREAM ERUPTED FROM ERIN'S THROAT AS SHE CLOSED HER EYES THE MOMENT SHE BROUGHT HER KATANA DOWN, and when she opened her eyes again, by some miracle, she watched her weapon stick itself into the neck of the mutt that was holding Finnick. It felt like the world had slowed down, when its grip loosend and it tumbled down the ladder, taking other creatures with it. Finnick's wide eyes were locked onto Erin's tear filled one and when she blinked, everything was turned up again into chaos. She held her hand out for the blonde man as he hurried up the ladder and when he latched onto her arm just as the mutts returned she could almost feel the relief.

    Katniss watched from next to her friend, the Holo in her hand suddenly catching her interest as an idea comes to mind. "Nightlock, nightlock—"

    Finnick hauls himself through the small opening, heaving loudly and he can barely keep his head up as Erin throws her arms around his neck in a bone crushing hug before grabbing his head in her hands and bringing their lips together in a rushed and emotion filled kiss.

    "—Nightlock" Katniss finishes before dropping the device down the hole and the sewer and the creatures explode in a ball of fire, the heat rising even through the opening the ground.

    "I thought I lost you." Erin cries out against Finnick's lips, neither one ready to pull away from each other anytime soon but there is no time to waste as they are rushed to their feet to continue. But there was no time to relax yet when the moment they entered the upper level again peacekeepers bombarded them with gunfire and everyone returned the gesture, raising their own guns to fire back.

     Everyone quickly tried to sprint into the opposite direction, blindly firing at the incoming peacekeepers and Finnick and Erin held onto eachother for dear life, both not in any position to run woth theit injuries, but they had no choice.

    As they continued to spring down the hallway a resounding scream left Erin's lips as Messalla, a man from Cressida's crew desintegraded right in front of her own eyes as another trap revealed itself.

    The light above their heads turned on randomly, and everyone inside its reached turned to dust in a matter of seconds, making the team have to dodge not only the bullets but the lights also as they sprinted across the seemingly never ending hallway.

    Once again, fear began to build up inside Erin's stomache as she looked around at her friends, barely escaping death every single seconds and just when she thought it couldn't get worse, the concrete floor started to fall apart, breaking into a million pieces at lightning speed.

    Erin screamed, the pain in her clawed-open legs almost unbearable as she picked up her pace, Peeta and Katniss just behind her and Finnick when the end of the corridor finally came into sight.

    The brunette collapsed on the ground in pure exhaustion, taking in deep breathes as she rolled around on her back to face the ceiling, just catching Katniss and Peeta leaped to safety.

    Taking in one last deep breath as Finnick stepped into her view, holding out his hand, she grabbed onto it, hauling herself up. She furrowed her brows when she turned around to see Peeta still on the ground, curled up in a ball with his forehead resting against the cold concrete floor, quietly mumbling to himself.

     "Peeta!" Cressida yelled out, "Peeta, come one."

     "Peeta!" Katniss called out, before running back towards the man she loved in desperation.

    "I'm a mutt." Peeta mutterd more audiable, repeating it over and over again.

     Erin watched, heart breaking at the sight as Katnnis grabbed ahold of the man's shoulders but he shrugged her off, "I can't keep control!"

     Katniss did not back down as she latched on to Peeta in determination when he kept trashing around in her arms.

      "Leave me! I'm a mutt!" He screamed painfully.

     "Look at me! look at me!" Katniss finally managed to look up as she forced his head to face her as she breathed heavily before pressing her lips against his in a rushed kiss before pulling away, "Stay with me." She pleaded softly.

     Peeta's eyes softened, coming back to his senses again, "Always." He promised and the two quickly stood back up

     "Come on!"

      "I know where we are!" Cresside exclaimed in relief, leading the group towards a set of stairs at the end of the hallways, "I know a place. Up these stairs!"

     They all rushed up the stone steps before they were greeted with the night sky and fresh air. Erin took in a deep breath, happy to be above ground again. But there was no time to relish in the fact as Cressida continues to jog down a stone path illuminated by dim streetlamps.

     As they approached a boutique looking building, Erin's eyes landed on a lit up screen, displaying all their faces on by one, the words wanted underneath them before looking back ahead where the blonde woman was furiously knocking on a door.

     "Someone's coming!" Peeta wishpered harhsly as a shadow appeared through the tinted glass door before it swung open, revealing a uniquely dress woman on the other side.

     Cressida wasted no time getting inside, and everyone else follow quickly after her, "Shut the door." She hissed, "Shut the door."

     As Erin made it passed the doorframe, she finally let herself feel the full extent of her injuries no that the adrenaline was wearing off and she braced herself against the wall of the house, only lifting her head up to see Katniss holding her bow up towards the woman who let them inside her home.

     "No katniss, It's okay." Cressida stepped in front of Erin's knocked bow, "It's okay." She repeated once more before looking back towards the woman with the beautiful and intriguing tiger makeup. "Tigris, do you remember me? I'm with Plutarch's underground. We need your help."

     Tigris looked up, no emotions could be read from her face as she scanned the group in front of her, momentarily halting when she looked at Erin's profoundingly bleeding legs before she motioned for them to follow her.

    Erin breathed out, biting the inside of her cheek to surpress another shriek when a jolt of pain went through her leg, and Finnick was immediately by her side. "Why am I always the one that gets hurts the most." She whispered as Finnick slung her arm over his shoulder and he looked down worriedly at her.

     "I know you, you were a stylist in the Games." Kattnis realishes and Tigris smiles kindly at the woman as she pulled her hood down.

     "Until Snow decided I wasn't pretty enough anymore." She shrugged her coat off, revealing her tattoed body— a beautiful
Intriquite tiger skin pattern.

     "I'm here to kill him." Katniss stated making the corners of Tigris mouth lift into a smirk.

     They all carefully walked down into the hiden basement before the shopowener closed the trapdoor again, leaving the group in the quiet dimly lit room and Finnick carefully led Erin towards one of the chairs scattered around the room, Cressida right behind them as she assessed the bleeding wounds on the brunette's legs. "Erin is gonna need stitches." She announces over Pollux muffled crying.

      "I made it up." Katniss admits, voice cracking as she looked around the room, at the group and what is left of them before her eyes stop at Erin's pale looking figure. "All if it. There is no special mission from Coin, there's only my plan. Everyone that is dead, is dead because of me. I lied."

      "We know." Cressida looks up sadly, "We all knew."

     "The soldiers from thirteen?" Katniss wonders in confusion

     "They did too." Cressida nods, a soft chuckle leaving her lips. "Did you really believe that Jackson thought you had orders from Coin? She trusted Boggs and he clearly wanted you to go on." The woman explains further and Katniss feels like her head is spinning.

     "I never meant for this to happen." The raven haired woman voice breaks, "I failed, I—I killed them. I'm sorry Pollux. I'm so sorry."

     "Glimmer, Marvel," Everyone turns too look at Peeta, "Mags, Cove, Wiress, Rue. What do all of those deads mean? They mean that our lives were never ours. There was no real life because we didn't have a choice. Our lives belong to Snow and our death do too." He pauses for a second to look up at Katniss, "But if you kill him katniss, if you end all of this, those deaths, they mean something."

    "Cina, Boggs, Castor, Jackson. They chose this. They chose you."

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so finnick is alive! Yay you don't have to kill me afterall !