Summary:

There are multiple of reasons as to why a person would hide under a false identity:

The person was escaping a thing from his/her past.

Ex. Prison, family

The person had been mistaken dead.

The person was bored with their present life and was stupid

enough to decide to start fresh and live a different life.

The person had no other choice.

Ex. Amnesia, forced

The person was almost murdered.

My name is Katy Rowan, or at least that's who the public think I am. My real name is Katniss Lilliana Everdeen, Princess of Panem, but they don't know that to them I'm Katy a normal student in District Twelve, the poorest District in Panem.

When I was five years old I noticed that I lived a life different from that of others. I understood that I was born royal. My dad was king of Panem and my mom was queen. I realized that unlike others, I haven't experienced hunger or need. My life was perfect. My parents were good rulers and great parents.

Being the only child the attention of the entire castle, butlers, guests, and servants, was mine. I lived the most wished and envied life that a five year old could.

That was also the first time I have ever left the castle. Don't think of me as caged because the castle was huge. The building itself was five stories high and was wider than it was tall. And there is more, it stretches with acres and acres of forest lands and gardens; with stables and a barn. It served as my entire world not until I had crossed those huge wooden gates.

My parents explained to me that I was going to have a sister, a playmate they said and it was such a celebration that the public should know.

A party was to be held for the announcement of the coming royal.

It was so exciting! My mother had told me to be at my best behavior and I had gone with her to the flower arrangers and helped pick a theme she said.

We went to the tailors and I got a new dress that was of my choice. We went to the restaurants and picked a menu and we went to the square to arrange the location.

We also went to my favorite place of them all. We went to the bakery.

There I met someone, the first of my age. There I met a boy.

Flashback

My mother and I entered the bakery and a heavenly smell reached my nose. I saw a kind looking lady and she talked to my mother about dessert. Yum, I stare around the shop until I see him, hiding behind his mothers legs. I don't know his name for I only got a glimpse of his face before he ran to the back of the shop after he saw me staring.

I looked down to what I was wearing and saw nothing wrong. I was dressed in one of my favorite dresses. It wasn't too fluffy nor to dull, it was color green and made of soft cloth that my mother called velvet. It was long sleeved and had round shoulders and had to be tied in a criss-cross pattern up front.

I stare at the floor ashamed on why the boy had run away.

Was I too scary? Had my face turned into one of a witch like in my story book?

I still remember his bright blue-eyes and curly blonde hair. He was beautiful just like the prince in my story. Prince. I let out a giggle and my mother guided me out of the building.

My own Prince.

The party was coming, only two more sleeps my dad said as he tucked me to bed. He had kissed my forehead and said that he'll see me in the morning.

I didn't expect that he would lie to me.

That night my parents died along with my unborn sister. A gang of assassins were able to enter the castle. But before they could reach my room, Haymitch Abernathy, my dad's closest advisor had grabbed and shushed me as he carried me to the stables and rode on Midnight, my very own horse. We had rode off, away from the castle. I didn't understand what was happening but I knew to keep quiet and behave. I didn't know what came on but from the sadness in Haymitch's eyes I knew my parents were dead. As we rode on Midnight to who knows where, I let my silent tears fall as I remembered all of the good memories that my parents have made with me.

Hey! This is an AU story on how Katniss is secretly a princess.