Disclaimer: I do not own the Hunger Games or any of the characters. I only own Azari Trestin and any other character that doesn't seem familiar. Any of the story line that seems familiar, I most likely do not own. However, this is my own creation. This does relate to the Hunger Games, but in a different story line.

AN: I totally redid parts of this chapter. I decided to change how I wanted this to go.

Azari POV

I sat at the edge of the broken docks. Listening to the ocean's waves helped calm me down. Last night was a late night for me. Today was the day of the Reaping. I wasn't really worried about myself, more so for my sisters. And my best friend. Sighing, I took a deep breath in through my nose. Inhaling the last of the salt water, I took in the full sun as it completely crept up over the horizon. Standing, I picked up my game bag. I had managed to find a rabbit and a squirrel. I made my way home as slowly as I could. I stopped by Annie's house before I continued home. Knocking on the door, Mrs. Cresta let me in.

"Azari! How are you? Are the twins okay? How's your mother?" Mrs. Cresta fretted.

"We're all doing fine Mrs. Cresta. Thank you. Is Annie here?"

"She's in her room dear. Go say hi and then run along home. As unfortunate as it is, today is the day."

"Yeah. I know. Thanks again."

I slipped into Annie's room. She was sitting on the bed with her brush.

"Hey Ann."

"Hey."

I sat down on the bed next to her. She gripped my hand. We listened to the sound of the birds cutting through the silence.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, Welcome to the 69th Hunger Games." I whispered.

"May the odds be ever in your favor." Annie muttered back.

I stood and gave her a hug. Turning away, I made my way home back to my family. Well, all I had was my mom and little sisters. They were twins. Which came as a shock to almost everyone. Twins were rare in the District. I entered my house and put my jacket and game bag on the table.

"Mom! I'm back!" I called.

I had lost my dad and older brother to an accident on the sea. My dad had taught me to hunt with throwing knives and spears. My brother used to come hunting with me. I missed them terribly. Mom just engulfed herself in work and my sisters became quieter. They used to be so full of joy and life.

"I have squirrel, rabbit, and fish." I informed when my mom walked into the kitchen with my sisters in tow.

We fixed breakfast in silence as we sat and waited with dread.

It was the day of the 69th Hunger Games. The twins, Lily and Rosie, were both thirteen. It was their second year to enter the reaping. I refused to let them take out a tesserae. They both were in the bowl two times. I was in it twenty four times. I excused myself to get ready. Pulling on my light blue dress, I sat myself down on my bed. The twins both entered my room and climbed onto my bed. Rosie was crying. I pulled Rosie onto my lap. Lily leaned on my shoulder next to me.

"We're going to be okay." I whispered, "We'll be okay."

I got them up so they could get changed. I looked at my tattered light blue dress in the mirror. It was my moms from when she went through the reaping. I fixed my hair in a messy bun and made sure Lily and Rosie were ready. Rosie's eyes were just a little red. We left the house and I had the twins go first for the blood test thing. After I went, I put them with the thirteen year olds.

"Find mom and I afterwards okay?"

They nodded and I went over to the rest of the seventeen year olds. Our escort, Makeena, was on the stage.

"Welcome, welcome to the 69th Hunger Games." she began.

I zoned her usual speech out and thought about what I was going to do when the reaping was over. I'd take Rosie and Lily home so I could go to the dense forest by the ocean.

"As usual, ladies first. Lilliana Trestin!"

I looked up to see them tearing Rosie away from Lily.

"No. No!" I ran out to the street path.

The Peacekeepers tried to hold me back.

"I volunteer! I volunteer as tribute!" I yelled.

"We have a volunteer!"

I went to Rosie and Lily and leaned down, "Find mom right after this."

I walked up to the stage and stood next to Makeena.

"What's your name dear?"

"Azari Trestin."

"I'm going to guess that that was your sister!"

"Yeah."

She went on to the boys and I stood straight and silent as she called the boy.

"West Roslyn."

A little boy from the fourteen year old pen came up to the stage. My heart ached for him.

"District Four's tributes for the 69th Hunger Games!"

West and I were herded to the Justice Building. I sat in a room as my mom and sisters were brought in.

"Why did you do it?" Rosie cried.

"You should've just let me go!" Lily wailed.

"Quiet, both of you. I wasn't going to let you go. I wasn't. Take care of each other. You know how to hunt and fish. Mom, you have to help them. You can't close up and just be there."

"Survive. Azari, survive. You can do it." she replied.

"We were going to give this to you after the Games. But you should take it as your token." Lily whimpered.

She pulled out a necklace with a seal and bottle glass on it.

"Don't forget us." Rosie whispered.

"Time is up!" a Peacekeeper snapped.

My family was pulled out screaming, I was held back as they left. I sat down to wait for the train.

"Let's go."

I was put on the train with West. We waited in silence until Makeena came and led us to eat something. Both of us barely ate. One of our mentors, Mags, walked into the room. I eased up a little bit. Mags was nice. I liked her a lot. I immediately tensed up when our other mentor sauntered into the room.

Finnick Odair.

Finnick sat down next to Mags. Finnick instantly began to study the two of us. I looked down.

"We're your mentors. We'll do everything in our power to keep you alive in the arena." Mags mumbled.

Her speech was garbled, but I could understand her. West looked confused, but I looked up and smiled weakly.

"She said-" Finnick began.

"I understood her." I softly informed.

"Really? How?"

"I'm magical."

"You're extremely sarcastic."

"She said that you'd both do everything in your power so that we'd both survive."

Finnick looked mildly impressed, though he concealed it quite well. I prided myself on being able to read people.

"What do we need to do?"

"Stay alive."

"Ha. Easier said than done."

"I'll do what I can if you will listen to what I have to offer you."

Satisfied, I sat back down next to West. He was like my sisters. I wanted to protect him. If I couldn't come out alive in that arena, I wanted him to. He probably deserved more of a life than I did.

After eating, we were put back into our compartments. I sat on the bed and felt the seal around my neck. Sighing, I laid down and fell into a restless sleep, dreading the days that were coming.