A/N- So, this is the first FanFic that I'm posting on here, and I hope you all enjoy it! My friend came up with the idea of District Fourteen, so yeah. Anyway, here's the story.

Clove

I stroll down the beautiful streets of District Fourteen, admiring the weapons in the many statues' hands. The buildings...they were just...wow. 20 stories high each, and painted a million different colors...it was like the Capitol, but not as vibrant. Somehow, this place smells a lot like home. I don't know why, but it reminds me of District Two. I hear sounds not unlike those you would hear in the Capitol. The occasional train, people walking, it's just so...normal.

I had gotten out of the hospital a few hours ago, reincarnated and very much alive. After all, just a dent in my skull isn't very much work, seeing as they have all this high-tech medicine and stuff. Cato's the one they're really working hard on. It'll probably take a day or two before he gets out of the hospital.

I smile at the prospect of seeing Cato again. Even though he didn't get to Thresh in time to prevent my death, I forgave him for staying with me till the end. I hear someone behind me, trying to catch up. Turning around, I see that it is Glimmer. Her beautiful features are restored to the state they were in before the tracker jacker attack from Katniss. Katniss…it hurts to compliment her, especially seeing as she was the cause of Cato's suffering, but she is smart, brave, and good with a bow and arrows. Katniss and her stupid alliance with that little girl–Rue, I think her name was?–well, if it weren't for that, Cato would have won. He deserves the Victor's crown. But no, he got a slow and painful death from being eaten alive by the Capitol's stupid mutts. So I guess I shouldn't be mad at Katniss. I should be mad at the Capitol.

But another thought surfaces in my mind: why did these people raise dead tributes back to life? I mean, what's the point? And...wait a minute. If they raised Cato and Glimmer and Marvel and me back to life...then what about the other tributes? Does that mean...Thresh is alive too?

Glimmer's voice snaps me back to reality. "Hellllllo? Earth to Clove!"

"What? Sorry, I wasn't listening." I say.

She rolls her eyes at me. "Like that wasn't obvious enough. I said, do you know where Marvel is?"

I shake my head. "Haven't seen him anywhere."

"Okay then. I was just wondering where he is. Well, I'm sure you have something to do, so bye for now!"

She dashes off before I get a chance to tell her that I have absolutely nothing to do. Since I am so bored, I decide to visit the replica of District Two they have here. District Fourteen must be bigger than the Capitol! They have replicas of all the districts, even Thirteen, and a mini section of the Capitol. There's a fake arena for the truly bloodthirsty tributes–might go and check it out sometime–because apparently, they died before they got a chance to really show their craving for blood. I'm fairly certain that when they die–a second time–they get reincarnated again.

I feel a cold whisper on the back of my neck, as if someone is watching me. I have been trained for the arena, so I definitely learned how to tell when someone is watching you or not. However, I scan the surrounding area and find nothing out of the ordinary; tall buildings, statues, some bushes and trees in someone's garden, and the road. Perfectly normal. But the feeling stays, and does not go away.

Marvel

I watch Clove walk away. She has no idea how much I love her. No, I am certain that she loves Cato. But I still try to catch her heart. I crawl out from behind the bushes, and set off down the street, trying to catch up to her.

"Clove!" I call.

She turns, not looking the least bit surprised to see me. "Hi Marvel!"

"So uh…where're you going?"

She shrugs. "Maybe to the replica of District Two. What about you?"

"I don't really have anywhere to go. Do you want to come to District One with me? I can take you to lots of great places!"

"Um…maybe… Oh yeah, Glimmer was looking for you! She asked me if I knew where you were and I said no. She ran off that way, if you want to find her," she says, and gestures toward the District One replica. "I can go there with you and we can look for her, okay?"

I agree immediately. As long as I can spend time with her. "Sure, let's go!"

I wave at someone wearing the standard District Fourteen uniform. He comes over and asks us, "What do you want?"

"Can you get us a train to the District One replica?" I ask.

"One train, coming right up." He talks into something called a Communicator, and within seconds, a train appears. "Hop aboard."

I get on first, and offer a hand to Clove to help her up. She takes it and pulls herself up. I feel an electric shock run up my arm, but it disappears when she lets go and sits down. I sit in the seat opposite her, and we sit in silence as the train starts up. When the train arrives–only a few minutes later–I jump off the train Clove sits on the ledge, then pushes herself off and lands neatly and gracefully.

"Where do you want to start looking?" she asks.

I notice her eyeing the weapons in the statues' hands with longing. "How about the weapons section? And while we're there, I can buy you something as a present."

She begins to protest but I cut her off. "Clove, I'm the only one with money here. Okay?"

Clove agrees, and we set off in that direction. Before long, I see a shop that specializes in selling far-range weapons. Clove opens the door, and I follow. Inside they have spears, bows and sheaths of arrows, lances, maces, axes, and throwing knives, where Clove immediately heads. She glances at the cheaper ones for a second, then heads toward the silver and gold hilted knives. She pauses when she reaches the most expensive set in the store.

She looks at them with awe in her eyes. I immediately snatch the set.

"Wait! Marvel, you don't have to buy those! I was just thinking about something else, not those knives!" she says.

"Come on Clove, it's just a set of knives. How expensive can they be?"

"No! I don't want you to spend your money on me!" What? Clove doesn't want me to spend money on her? What the h***? This is really different from the Clove I knew in the arena... "Buy a really good spear! Like this!" she says, and holds up the crappiest spear I've ever seen. I can't hold back a laugh.

"Clove, that's the worst spear I've ever seen in my life!"

"Oh," she says, and puts the spear back. "Well, anyway, I'm going to go find Glimmer. You buy something nice for yourself, okay?"

I cross my fingers behind my back and say, "Sure Clove."

The second she walks out the door, I put the knives on the counter and pay for them.

A/N- Ok, just wanted to say something. Clove doesn't want Marvel to buy the knives for her because it makes her feel like she owes him something.