Hi guys! It's the one and only! Ok, I'm soooooo sorry I haven't been on here for so long. School is hard stuff. So this is a short one-shot about a little secret that one of our Daughter of a Mockingjay characters have, even though they don't even know they hold it. It's all continued in the actual Daughter of a Mockingjay story. So enjoy!
The man looked up at the tall building, the summer breeze blowing through his dark hair. He clutched the two bundles in his arms, protecting them from any danger. It broke his heart doing this, flying to District 12, giving up his beloved children. He loved them with all his heart, if he had the money he would still be in his District with his wife. But payments were due, work not paying him enough. Two children were too much to handle.
He looked down at the sleeping twins, one slightly bigger than the other. He didn't know how they were his; he had dark hair and they had bright red. Funny.
"Sir!" yelled the pilot of the hovercraft. "Hurry! We have to go back in five minutes!" A new stream of tears ran down the man's face, and he walked up to the steps of the orphanage. He never really cried, not until now, when he had to give up his children. He carefully laid them down in the basket, covering them up and making sure they were warm. "Sir!" He had to get out of here.
"Alright, let's make this quick," he whispered to his sleeping children. "You probably won't remember me. But that's alright, because this place will take care of you better than I ever will. I'm not fit to be a father." He sniffled. "Hopefully you guys will have a good life here." He took two slips of paper from his pocket and laid them onto the infants. "Now they won't have to name you."
The father wiped a tear from his eye and leaned down. He planted a kiss on the bigger child, who grunted in his sleep. The father laughed, and then moved to the smaller, weaker one. He ran a hand through his son's red hair, and kissed his forehead softly. "I feel like you will go far," he whispered to the smaller infant. He stood up and walked down the steps, looking back one more time at his beautiful boys.
"Stay strong," he whispered, ever so quietly so only his sons could hear him.
"Cassius and Dariush Hawthorne."
A/N: Shocker, huh? So all along Gale Hawthorne was Dariush's father. Makes you think, huh? That's how Dariush was so good at hunting. I got this idea a few weeks ago, when I was at the pool. I saw these two little girls with red curly hair (and they were soooo cute). Their mom was blonde and their dad had dark hair, and something just clicked. Oh, you wanna know something? Isn't it ironic that Katniss's daughter and Gale's son met in the woods? Just like Gale and Katniss? The two kids who met by chance in the woods. Rye and Dariush. The daughter of Katniss, the son of Gale.