Chapter 1: The Annual Reaping

Today was the day of the reaping. It was where Katniss and Peeta stood with their children. The daughter she had was just old enough to have her name placed in the reaping bowl. The day was terrifying-yet she knew that their was a chance she could survive the games if she was pulled, but yet there is a chance that people will try to kill her first because she was the daughter of the girl on fire and the bread boy. Yet, she knew she couldn't win. She may be the girl on fire's daughter, but she has a different personality.

"Sweetie, it is time." Katniss called.

"Mom, I can't. What if-." Rue hesitated.

"Rue, you are my daughter. I felt the same way when I volunteered as tribute for my late sister Prim." Katniss explained. "I didn't know what I was doing. All I knew was I could not see my poor sister in her first year of her name put in the bowl chosen to be in the games. I would have cried to death. If you were pulled honey- I would volunteer for you so would your father. Before I ever married I never wanted to have children for this very reason. Your father and I changed our minds and after our marriage. Two years after we married, we had our beautiful daughter. I named you after one of the sweetest kids I have ever met from District 9. We worked together. We made our own call- the beautiful mockingjay call. I went out to get something and arrived back and heard her scream. I ran for her life. She was shot with an arrow. I sang too her. I loved her. Shortly after, I heard the blast of the cannon. Rue honey, you are a fighter if you get picked you can win. Me and your father will support you."

"How old was Rue?" Rue asked.

"The very same age as you." Katniss replied.

"Oh. I bet she felt the same way as me when her name was pulled at the reaping." Rue said.

"She did, but she had confidence and strength. Just like you." Katniss smiled and kissed her daughter on the cheek.

They left on the way to the reaping site. Peeta and Katniss held eachother's hands while leaving their other hand comforting Rue. Rue was in tears. She was worried. Rue kissed her mother, her father, and her mother's stomach with her soon to be born brother or sister inside.

Suddenly a young woman in her mid twenties popped up on stage with a bright neon green hair-do and long green nails popped up on stage. She wore an emerald dress with green heals. She announced her self as Kathreen Abernathy. She was the one and only daughter of Effie Trinket, now Effie Abernathy. She married Haymitch shortly after Rue was born, but Effie already had her daughter from another marriage but legally changed her name.

"Welcome to the annual reaping of the Hunger Games. My name is Kathreen Abernathy. You may recognize me as Haymitch and Effie Abernathy's daughter. Anyway we have a whole group of thirty-six new comers with their name placed in the reaping bowl! That is a lot! Well we cannot just gab all day we need to get this event over and done with… I wish to let you know that this is not rigged. All of this is done with the drawl of a card, which I pick up with my hand. In these terms, I assume I shall draw the first card."

The crowd was quiet in a dramatic way of movement and sound. All there was to be heard was the sound of the swishing of Kathreen's hand in the reaping bowl pulling out the card. Rue was wincing with fear. Peeta and Katniss were grasping each other's hand.

"Edward Mull!"

A crowd of men came and grabbed him and pulled him to the stage. Edward was a new comer just like Rue. She was glad that she wasn't pulled, but one more person was to be pulled.

"Mom, I don't think I will get pulled."

"The chances are you won't." Peeta and Katniss said.

"Rachel Clark!" Kathreen exclaimed.

Rue was relaxed until suddenly guards were not getting Rachel Clark- they were getting her.