I want to write more about the Arena at some point, and what the Capitol citizens work as now that they aren't just the centre of the world, and I'd love the chance. If people don't review then I delete the fanfiction, I'm just needy like that – promise me to review? I hope you liked it, and if you didn't tell me why not! Next update (crossed fingers) will be Aniceta's training and reaping, and an idea about what happened to the Capitol citizens. So: Hope you liked it, Please, Please Review and May the Odds.

"Aniceta" Mother bursts into my room and I stand up in greeting. All the guards fled my room about two hours ago and I sat amongst my toys waiting for either death or victory. Despite the hours of still coldness my heart warms just at the sight of her looking normal, as if today was normal. "Aniceta." She runs towards me and grabs my wrist. I try to struggle but eventually I let her lead me, past my window and the crowds of rebels roaring for our blood. My blood.

Mother opens my wardrobe whilst I watch, entirely bemused, until she reaches past my dresses and yanks out a panel. She opens it until it can fit her through, then she turns reaching her arms out to me. I don't need to hesitate so I jump through and she holds me whilst we run through the tunnels together.

"Where are we going?" I struggle to speak between pants, her legs are so much longer than mine.

"Somewhere…Somewhere safe. Somewhere where you and I can be together."

My face breaks into a smile and I don't hesitate to follow her. Further – and further away from the crowds, until I can barely hear their roaring. She hesitates and a fork turning, but shouts from one end lead her running, like a scared animal, further and further away from the palace. Safe – and together! I can barely believe it. We run into the sewer system and Mother's dark blue gown is stained with water, I can't bear to imagine what's sliding up my dress, and soaking my shoes. Further…

Then we see them. A group of ten guards in front of us. We skid to a stop in the murky water whilst mother breathes deeply looking at them both, like a tribute who has just run into the careers pack.

Finally one moves. He stretches his arm out towards me, and Mother flinches back, but he keeps reaching: "Aniceta Snow?". I stare at floating faeces in the water, floating until it latches itself onto my dress. If I can't see them, then they can't see me – if I can't see them then they can't see me – If I can't…

Mother's voice quakes with emotion: "May – May I have one moment with her? Just…to say goodbye". One guard moves to stop her, but another's face weakens and he nods briefly.

She leans down next to me, ignoring the murky water and just focuses on my face: "Aniceta…I love you. I love you more than all of it and I wish you had been enough for me –"

"Wrap it up" the women spits into the sewers: "Capitol citizens."

I flinch at his voice, the anger he puts to me and Mother…I turn to her and ask: "Mother?"

"I'm so sorry." She turns to the guards again: "Can I hug her?"

Grudgingly one nods and she puts her arms around my neck and whispers in my ear: "I am so sorry – there is no other way – no other way –" She reaches into her dress and grabs a deadly looking dagger and lunges at my throat and I scream, I fall to the ground in terror, and then the water is stained with blood.

They have shot my mother. I turn to the side and throw up, as her body falls onto mine, and her blood stains my skin, my hair an my clothing. I heave again until the guard turns his gun on me, I lunge to stop him and to tear his eyes out but he shoots before I come even close to him.

Then I wake up screaming, yet again. They used a tranquiliser dart, so that now I wake up, every day in my new room screaming, remembering the death of my mother. I turn to the side, like in my dream, and throw up again and again and the stench hits my nose so I retch again; until I stagger my way to the shower to wash my mother's blood of my skin, as I have every night for five years.