Quick note- The title may change. This story is a co write between my friends and I. It is post Catching-fire, and my first story. Please comment and i'm sorry my grammar is terrible.


Chapter 1

Panem, a place of power, a place of war, and a place of sorrow. Each year the Hunger Games reminds the remaining 12 districts of the rebellion, the rebellion that they lost to the Capitol. The rebellion, the reason twenty three children will surely die in a brutal way without anyone they love around them. Of course in last years game only twenty two children died, still to many. Once again though a rebellion has begun. District 12 has already been destroyed, district 8 is in terrible shape, the others no one has heard word on. This story however begins in District four.

Just a week ago it had been a peaceful, well as peaceful as it gets here, place. It had been a place where people filled out their daily duties and went home to their famalies. The peacekeepers did enjoy publicly beating people for the smallest things, even at that time. Now though, just a week later things were getting worse. Mocking-Jay symbols were being hidden everywhere. The name Katniss Everdeen, the leader of the revolt, was being whispered throughout the streets. People had had enough of the Capitol's treachery. No longer could they watch their children die in a battle against each other.

Keegan's View

We all sat in Alex's living room. She did after all have the largest home. It had become our meeting place when her parents were not home. Today was one of those days. Normally our "meetings" had just been over who was sneaking fish home that week, so we could feed our families. This was forbidden and had to be planned carefully. Today though, we could not afford to be heard, for if we were all eight of us would be dead. We were all in hysterics. Jared's sister, Sammy, was crying. That was a whole new thing, seeing her cry. Normally Sammy was the bubbliest of us all. Like her brother, Jared's arguments, Sammy's upbeat attitude was something you could count on. When I think about it all eight of us are like that. Laney and Alex always thought through stuff. They were probably the only ones that had common sense. While Garret, Sammy, and I were all crazy. Only our friends could tolerate us, and our parents well they learned to at some point in our 14 years. Torrence always has the right answers and a go for it attitude. Then there is Damien, he is the quietest of us, but also could get an attitude.

(Are you getting this? Jared likes to argue. Damien is quiet. Torence is extremely smart. Laney and Alex are the only ones with common sense. Sammy, Garrett, and I are crazy. Although I should probably explain that I am also extremely uncoordinated. Okay, now let's get back to the story shall we?)

We were discussing escaping district 4 for good. We knew the rebellion had begun, no matter how desperate peacekeepers were to hide it. Every district was rebelling, the worst were being destroyed. Our home would be gone soon enough. We did not want to be here when it happened. Chances of survival would be slim. We knew we would not be the first to run. Many already had.

Security was so tight here though, it was not easy to pass. As we sat here, we balanced our strengths, our weaknesses, and our chances of survival. Sure we were all amazing swimmers, we were great fishers, and strong. Some how I see very little use for those skills if we were to run out in the wild woods and mountains. If caught we would face a brutal murder or become avoxes. Neither were very appealing if you ask me. I was undecided, we seemed to face death either way we went. Of course that's just normal life in district four. You do your job or you die. You follow the peace keeper's rules or you are publicly murdered. Funny how they call them peacekeepers. What in the world is peaceful about public beatings so often? There didn't seem to be a way to win life now a days. No one wins. Everyone who has tried to be treated as humans rather than game pieces has died or is being hunted by the capitol.

Of course Torrence was ready for anything. If given the chance she would be punching every Peacekeeper in Panem. That girl was small for her age, but for a little pixie she could hurt you pretty dang bad. I still have scars from her when we were in training for the games.

As much as I loathe training for the games, which by the way is mandatory when you become 10 in district four, I think it may help us. That is, if we do run. My friends and I had been naturals at it, I'm quite surprised our mentors never forced us to volunteer for the games. I think they were going to make Jarred volunteer the year Katniss was in the games, but Cato suddenly showed a huge improvement.

"Well I think we should," yelled Jarred, breaking my thoughts. Jarred wouldn't let you win an argument, but he wouldn't leave here on his own either. Now we all had to choose to leave or not. If we left we would have to choose who would come along. Could we bring Laney's brother? Could Jarred and Sammy's younger brother tag along? It would be dangerous to have two childrem so young with us, but could we leave them to the fate of the capitol?

Ugh they were arguing so much, no doubt they couldn't even hear each other. "I'm so hood!," I screamed. Everyone looked at me and I smirked. I had learned with my friends that if I yell something random everyone will stop fighting in confusion to why something so off topic was mentioned. "Good now that you are all listening," I started "Alex has an idea, which I'm sure you did not know, because you were to busy hollering!"

"Okay well I think that we should all take a vote, and if we tie then we will ask Riley," Alex grinned. "Yea I guess that will work," muttered Damien while playing with Alex's hair. (By the way Riley is one of the coolest people in District 4. He is a much respected old guy that knows all kinds of legends and secrets about Panem.) "Okay, lets vote If you think we should run raise your hand," Alex conveyed. Torrence, Garrett, Jarred, Damien, and even I raised my hand. What did we have to lose? I mean dying of hunger or temperature would be better than what the capitol would do to our district. Odds are so many people will be running, it will be hard to catch us anyway. "Okay so we are definitely going to run, but I think we should give it some time. When the first Capitol peacekeeper appears we will leave. They shouldn't attack until about 25 are here," declared Torrence.

"Yeah, and I think we should still speak with Riley. We can trust him, and he may be able to help us," added Laney. All of us agreed with that. We would be running from here within a week. Our lives would be changing, and we would be in more danger than ever.

I couldn't help but grin. We were now considered rebels. This meant death would soon be after us. That was another reason why I smiled. This situation could be looked at positively or negatively. Who knows some action we take might save future generations. That was the positive view. If looked at negatively…well death was right on our tails. Or it would be the second we left our district.

Suddenly we heard the door open. We all knew it was Alex's parents. The room silenced faster than I was aware we were capable of. "Um…kids?" they both said. Ugh, great they knew something was up. The fact that Alex's father was a peacekeeper only made this harder. Of course he knew of some our stunts, stealing fish for example, and kept quiet. Then again he benefited from that. No, we couldn't afford to let her father know. We played dumb…"What do you mean Dad," asked Alex. You just scared us. We all laughed, charisma training for interviews must have paid off. I guess they believed it, because they simply left the room.

Jarred, Garrett, and Damien all gasped. Alex, Sammie, Laney, and I couldn't help but laugh. Maybe we would get through this! Well we would most definetly be speaking with Riley tommorow.