Disclaimer: I do not own the Hunger Games. The trilogy belongs to Suzanne Collins.

This story is an idea I got from my oneshot, 'Control.' The beginning won't make too much sense without reading the first section of the oneshot first. It explains the whole genome process there. So if you haven't read 'Control' yet, please read the first section. It's about a paragraph and a half (the first section, I mean.) I was going to make the story about Foxface, but I decided to make it about an OC because it left me more room to play with the character.

This will be written as if the second rebellion never happened and.

An Unconventional Creation

Date: September 11th, 3333

Location: District 5

Hunger Games year: 245

Corvus Rylan held his wife's hand as they stepped off the transit bus. They had arrived at the District 5 Research Complex for one specific reason. They approach and enter the building they were supposed to- the eighth building. Andromeda squeezed her husband's hand and whispered into his ear a gentle a command. "Check the paper."

Corvus reached into his pocket and looked at it. "Check for what?"

"What floor? What office?"

"Eleventh floor, office of Dr. Wile." Corvus answered without even really needing to check the paper. This was too important not to commit to memory. He lead his wife to the elevator and pressed the button for the eleventh floor. Andromeda leaned against Corvus like she is too weak to stand; which she had been for the past week. The nerves had certainly gotten the best of her.

Once they stepped out of the elevator, the first office they saw was that of Dr. Wile. The Rylans entered the office and were immediately halted by his secretary. "Wait. Do you have an appointment?"

Corvus showed the secretary his and Andromeda's Capitol-given ID cards. "We are his 5:00 appointment."

The secretary, blonde named Janice Cordett, carefully examined the appointment sheet. "Dr. Wile has been expecting you. Go right in."

Corvus and Andromeda thanked Janice before entering Dr. Wile's consulting room. The doctor greeted them warmly and asked them to have a seat.

"You said my wife's test results came in?" Corvus inquired, massaging his young wife's back.

"Indeed they did." Said Dr. Wile. He was young, but older than Corvus and Andromeda. The doctor had to be twenty-seven at the youngest and thirty at the most. Either one would still be considerably older than the couple he was consulting.

Andromeda pushed the long red hair from her eyes. "And?"

Dr. Wile pushed them across the table. "We have found that you are indeed capable of carrying a child full term and having a successful embryo implant surgery."

"But doctor, if my husband and I go through with this...then it will be our 17th try in four years! We haven't held a child of ours yet!" She replied tearfully.

The young Dr. Wile grinned. "Then I suppose we will have to put our faith in it and hope for the best, Mrs. Rylan."

Corvus ran his fingers through his bronze hair. "Dr. Wile, my wife and I are twenty-two years old. We have gone to this DNA research facility sixteen other times to implant her with DNA for a desirable offspring. Every single time has ended in failure. Doctor, tell me how this time will be any different."

The man looked at the confused young husband and answered, "Tell me how you know it will be the same?"

Corvus Rylan grinned. "Andromeda, please. Please go through with it for me this one last time."

"Corvus-" Andromeda began.

"Andie! Andie listen to me! If this works, if we conceive a successful child this time, he or she could do great things! They could be a victor of the Hunger Games, isn't that what we have always wanted?"

Andromeda didn't know what to say. She wanted to protest and correct Corvus; having a victor child was always his dream not hers. But even someone as opposed to the idea as her couldn't pass up the chance. "This is last time Corvus. If this is a failure too we are going to conceive the natural way."

"Whatever you want, Andie." Corvus whispered in her ear, playing with her red hair.

Andromeda turned to Dr. Wile. "We will go through with it."

"Wonderful. I do not want to wait for this process. I have the time and the medical supplies to do this soon. How about I send you two down to the ninth floor to look at the facility's DNA samples today and I will see you here again tomorrow?"

"T-tomorrow?" Andromeda stuttered.

"Yes. Tomorrow. We will implant you with the components needed for the child and we will see what happens with this fetus."

Andromeda nodded and allowed Corvus to escort her out.

Andromeda grabbed the nearest option book. She and Corvus had an agreement about choosing their baby's DNA donors. Corvus picks the woman and Andromeda picks the man. What would Corvus want... She thought as she flipped through the pages of pictures and information. He's attractive- oh!- family history of mental illness. Never mind him then. My goodness this is so much harder than I thought it would be. She finally found a donor she felt confident about. The man was twenty six and had the same bronze hair and skin as Corvus and was a tall man unlike Corvus was. Yes. Corvus will approve of this man's child. Even better, this man is the son of two victors and the grandson of three. Our baby will be well-bred.

Corvus was on the other side of the room. I have to find the most beautiful woman in these option books. A blonde, or perhaps a brunette. Anything but a redhead like my wife. Andie is the only beautiful redhead. He turned the page for the tenth time. I changed my mind about that last comment. He found a beautiful redhead woman. A victor. Her name was Agatha Darnell, victor of the 230th Hunger Games. She was still alive at the time and often donated her eggs and blood to the facility. Egg donors had to donate more often than the sperm donors did and Corvus and Andromeda had run into her at least twice. Yes. Andie would love to carry Agatha Darnell's child. This baby will be destined to be a victor.

They each memorized the DNA filing number of their choices and got back to Dr. Wile about it. "You want samples F34345 and M0901?" The doctor double checked. Once he got the couple's confirmation he sent his nurse assistant to reserve some samples of the selected donors for tomorrow's implantation surgery. He thanked the couple for choosing him as their doctor and dismissed them.

The Rylans walked into the facility for the- how many times had they walked through those doors? They were not even keeping count anymore. They knew what floor to go to without even needing to think about it. The twentieth floor. That is where their future was waiting.

"You excited?" Corvus asked Andromeda.

"Scared." She replied, leaning against him as the elevator doors opened.

"This will work this time. I promise."

What happened next was really a blur. The Rylans were both too excited to really think. "You might feel a bit uncomfortable." The nurse warned and she lowered the needle to where it needed to go.

"I know. This is my 17th time." Andromeda said. That still didn't mean it would be comfortable to her. She struggled to keep still as the needle went in, inserting the components of the chosen donors into her body. "Now we wait." She said bravely to her husband.

This baby has to be a success, it just has to. After sixteen failed attempts, don't we deserve it? Out of those sixteen, only four resulted in an actual pregnancy. The other twelve times...well, they never developed right and never registered on a pregnancy test. We're just assuming it never really worked so never resulted in anything. But this time has to be different. Andromeda smiled at her husband.

It has to.