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Chapter 1 All you need is love

Swallowing hard, I slid under the wire. The sun was warm on my back as I stood up and looked at my surroundings, there was nothing but dark trees, shadows and other foliage. I smiled, perfect place for hunting, and hiding.

As soon as I had reached the top of one of the tallest trees, my eyes began scanning the area. Clutching my bow, I saw a lone grey wolf, these guys were hard, but my bow was new and I wasn't going to let it's first hunt down.

The wolf started moving away from me, to a near stream, so I started to slowly lower myself down. Once on the ground, I became part of the shadows, silently stalking my prey.

Once in position, I recollected everything Grandma had taught me, pulling my bow, I waited for the perfect moment.

"Mayla?, Mayla!"

Too late, the wolf ran into the darkness. I swore under my breath.

"WHAT?!" I shout, in frustration. " Leave me alone Fin!"

Fin's my stupid little brother. Even though he 14, the forest was no place for him. Both dad and mom agree, Fin is an amazing artist, like Grandpa, but is hopeless at survival. Me, being 16, I have much experience.

"Errr...Dinner time, what else?"

"Fin, I'll be there, just go away"

"Yeah, but it's ready now!"

Letting out a cry of defeat, and I march back to my brother. He is leaning against a tree casually, right next to the wire (probably to jump over if something comes) his dark hair sweeped across his face and his chocolate brown eyes staring at me. Fin was a slender, slightly muscular, stocky build. Like Grandpa. Many girls liked him, but, to my utter annoyance, I can't help being protective. I have two siblings, Fin and my little sister, Ty, she is only 12.

"Ready?" he says after I returned my bow into a hollow tree.

"Yeah"

Fin then smirked and jumped over the fence, I quickly followed him home.

"Hey, Mom" I said cheerfully as possible, hoping she wouldn't notice my empty bag. Mom's back was facing me, so I began to slowly back out of the kitchen. Our house is bigger than most, because we live in Victors Village. The Village was designed for people who won a game called The Hunger Games, so our house was unnaturally big for District 12. We live here, because in one of the last Hunger Games, Grandma and Grandpa won. The Hunger Games was a fight to the death between two children from each district, it's a hateful, gruesome thought yet it was completely natural back then. Since no else lives here (well there was Haymitch, but he passed away a year ago) the Capitol let us take one of the houses.

I ran into my room, and stared at my empty game bag, annoyed with Fin. Then, suddenly there was a knock on my door.

"Come in" I called. Dad entered, a frown buried deep in his forehead, which is very unusual for my dad, because he's the smily one . My Dad, as the rest of my family are descended from heroes. Dad was son to Gale Hawthorne, my Grandma's best friend. Yep, that's right, Grandpa Gale and Grandma Madge. And Grandpa Peeta and Grandma Katniss.

This is why I am so different in my district, my skin is snow pale (Great Aunt Prim and Great Grandma) my hair is a mix between blonde and brown (Grandpa Peeta and Grandpa Gale), my slightly small height (Grandma Madge) and finally my hunting skills- Grandma Katniss. Mum says I would be very pretty if I wanted to be, but I never wanted to focus on looks, I am all about hunting. We might not need my kill, but mum cooks it anyway and I have time to relax and be myself.

"May...you need to come see this." This is when I begin to frown, slowly following my dad into the living room, the TV glares in my face. Joining the rest of my family, I sit down next to mum and Ty.

A skinny looking man with a pointy face and ash grey hair appears. On the screen there is a caption saying:

"President Malbor"

But that was not our President.