Hi :) Hunger Games does not belong to me, It belongs to Suzanne Collins. (Aggelos character used with permission by Lyllas) So this is my first story. Pros and Cons, please :)

Chapter 1: Together

They were running, breathing heavily, feeling hot in the humid heat, their sweaty hands clenched together. There was no time to stop and rest; they were being followed by people who could end their life at a touch of a button.

"Aggelos wait," Lavinia said panting, barely speaking her words through her dry mouth, "I need to rest, I'm going to collapse." Aggelos quickly shook his head, "We can't stop, and they'll catch us if we do." They stirred on, running as fast and hard as they could. Finally Lavinia could take it no more.

She tripped over her own feet. Closed her eyes and lied on the soft moss and hard rocks in the forest. Aggelos turned, stunned. He did not know what to do. But they were too far behind. It was too late; the hovercraft that was following them had caught up and now was only a few feet away. Petrified, Aggelos tried turning to run, but he was caught by a spear that went through his heart that was devoted to Lavinia.

Lavinia opened her eyes; she knew he had been pierced. But caught eyes with two youngsters, but why were they out in an off limit's area? Lavinia's stomach dropped when she felt her self being wrapped in a net. She screamed, some were cries and others were for Aggelos. But she could do nothing but be taken captive by those she hated most. She watched as she went up, like prey caught by a bird, being taken to be eaten.

Years before:

Aggelos smiled but frowned at the same time. Sitting on an old orange crate he sighed while fidgeting his fingers, biting his nails and cracking his knuckles. Today was the first meeting between, 'clans'. Female and male were separated in the packs and met three times every year. They were the pillars for each other, they helped out when the others were in trouble, the socializing meetings were a time to plan and meet, and today Aggelos was going to his first one.

"Calm down, you'll be fine," Julludo tapped his back, "You're our leader, charismatic and charming." Aggelos rolled his eyes. It seemed like an exaggeration. Julludo stretched his arms, "Well I think we should get going, don't want to be late right?" Aggelos nodded and stood. He grabbed his pack which held writing utensils and water.

They walked through The Capitol streets. They looked a bit out of place. Both had a few tattoos of their own and some other odd things that even they'd forgotten why they had gotten them. But now debt had piled up and they had no more money for the Capitol's luxury's and lived on the streets.

Aggelos took a few more deep breaths before heading into their favorite place. It was a beautiful view which had mountains, covered in snow and covered by a light fog. Aggelos noticed it was getting cold. He shivered and looked back behind him. "Aggelos," Julludo called from a few feet away. Aggelos rushed up, still looking between the mountains and the town.

The walk was short but uphill. "So why'd you look at the hills and buildings like that?" Julludo asked him, panting a bit from going up the hill. Aggelos gave a slight shrug, "Maybe living up here would be better." Julludo took a deep breath and let it out. "The views are nice and the air is rejuvenating. I can see why, but you'd get in big trouble if you tried to mess with people in authority." Aggelos nodded, he did know better, and shivered at the thought of being punished for breaking rules. He looked at the sky once more and at the mountains.

"Maybe someday I could leave, with someone who thinks the same?" He said, barely audible. "Hey, I relate with you! Am I annoying?" Aggelos laughed, "No Julludo, you're just swell."

By the time they got to the meeting place their legs ached. "We need… a car." Julludo said before falling into the grass by the lake. Aggelos looked around, a few were here already. Mostly of their clan but he noticed a few females. Three of them were sitting with their feet in the water, talking. But one of them stood out. She was strikingly beautiful.

Aggelos stared, she had mysterious scarlet hair. Skin like a doll, and vivid green eyes, so bright he could see them from across the lake. Aggelos was in a daze, watching her laugh along with her friends, unaware that she was being admired.

"Aggelos, Aggelos, earth to Aggelos," Aggelos finally noticed he was being called, "Hm?" He said turning. "I think we're ready for the meeting. Their leader is the one with the dark red hair." Aggelo's heart skipped a beat.