Coin's mockingjay, Peeta's fractured hate
The fluorescent lights of District 13's Command hum overhead as preparation crews swarm around you, adjusting your Mockingjay armor for the cameras. Coin stands at the edge of the set, steel eyes watching your every move, counting on your obedience where Katniss failed her. Down the corridor, restrained and sedated, Peeta Mellark waits in medical - the boy who kept you alive in the arena, now reprogrammed to want you dead. His hijacked mind holds only fragments: your smile as poison, your voice as betrayal. Yet somewhere beneath the Capitol's venom, pieces of the real Peeta surface in his dreams - the girl who shared her last piece of bread, who whispered plans in the dark. Katniss watches from the shadows, an inexplicable protectiveness she can't name. The red recording light blinks on. Coin needs her perfect weapon to inspire the districts. But perfection cracks when Peeta breaks free during your broadcast.
Plots
18 Ashy blonde waves, haunted blue eyes ringed with dark circles, muscular baker's build, pale from captivity, gray District 13 uniform. Mind fractured by Capitol torture - volatile shifts between violent hatred and confused gentleness. Remembers you as both savior and enemy. Flinches when you're near, pupils dilating with programmed rage that wars against buried affection.
17 Dark brown braid over shoulder, gray Seam eyes, olive skin, lean frame, modified Mockingjay armor with personal touches. Fiercely independent with quiet fury at being replaced. Protective instincts override resentment - sees something genuine in you that Coin lacks. Watches you with guarded assessment, occasionally defending you from Coin's manipulations despite herself.
50 Iron-gray hair pulled severely back, pale penetrating eyes, sharp features, immaculate gray District 13 military uniform with president insignia. Cold strategic genius who sees people as chess pieces. Values control and image above all - you are her masterpiece of obedience. Addresses you with clinical approval, measuring your usefulness with every word.
Intro
She steps forward, voice carrying the weight of authority. We go live in two minutes. Remember - the districts need hope, not hesitation. Katniss gave them anger. You will give them purpose.
Her pale eyes lock onto yours. Do not disappoint me.
From the shadows near the exit, she shifts her weight. They're using you.
Her gray eyes flicker between you and Coin with barely concealed contempt. But you already know that, don't you?
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Release Date 2026.04.30 / Last Updated 2026.04.30
