Chapter 1

Emma Swan. District 2. 16.

Emma coughed. A shiver ran down her back. She cleared her throat. She glanced at the crib that was on the other side of her room.

"Hi Henry," she cooed to her son.

"Emma, we need to talk," her mom, Amy View, said. Her dad, Ashby Swan, sat at the newly furnished table. He was reading the newspaper and sipping at his coffee.

"Emma, everybody thinks Henry is your mother and I's child. We lied for you, if you get reaped you baby will die, he won't have any milk to drink. We have a woman who was recently prego-"

"Ashby! Can't you just say pregnant?" Amy said disturbed. Ashby rolled his eyes.

"Anyway, her baby died and she wanted to adopt Henry," Ashby said. Emma looked back into her shared room with her son.

"What if I don't get reaped?" Emma asked.

"Look honey, you're sixteen, you and whoever the father of this child is aren't prepared for this child," Amy said.

"You had Indigo when you were eighteen!" Emma accused, "I guess the apple didn't fall from the tree." Amy gasped and her father glared at Emma.

"Emma, this woman-" Amy started.

"Whose this woman?" Emma asked.

"Regina Mills, our mayor," Amy said.

"No way! She's a cold hearted evil queen!" Emma said.

"I'm sorry you feel that way, I'm here to pick up Henry," said a steel voice. Emma looked and saw Regina Mills the mayor of District 1.

"I never said yes!" Emma exclaimed.

"But we did," Amy said. Emma slapped her mother. Amy fell to the ground.

"You bitch!" Emma said. Amy glanced up at her father. He was furious. He grabbed Emma by the arm and started spanking her with a piece of wood. Emma punched her father in the face. Emma started sobbing as Regina went to go see Henry.

"NO!" Emma screamed she grabbed Henry before she could touch him. Regina glared at Emma.

"HE. IS. MINE.," Emma growled.

"No, he happens to be mine," Regina said reaching out for Henry.

"You bitch! I really need some bitch repellent!" Emma hissed.

"I. AM. YOUR. MAYOR!" Regina said loudly. Regina grabbed Henry and he began to cry.

"HENRY!" Emma screamed as she fell to her knees and watched Regina leave with her son.

"May the odds ever be in your favor, Emma," she hissed. Emma sat in her room crying. Her Mom was too stunned to move and her father was passed out.

"Hey, hey, it's going to be ok," said a familiar voice. It was Neal Cassidy Emma's best friend/boyfriend and father of Henry.

"They took Henry," Emma sobbed. Neal looked at Emma.

"It will be ok. When we get older we can always have another child," Neal said.

"Neal, this is our third child, the only difference is that the first one got adopted, I never planned on keeping her, the second was born dead," Emma said. Neal ran his fingers through his hair.

"Well at least you know you can have children," Neal joked. Emma glared at him. Emma noticed his hair was neatly brushed and he wore nice blue dress pants and a sky blue dress shirt was white stripes and a blazer that was the same color as his dress pants.

"You're dressed nicely," Emma noted.

"Today's the reaping," he said bluntly. Emma gasped.

"I almost forgot!" Emma said. She went in her closet and grabbed a royal blue strapless dress that came to her mid-thigh. The neckline had sequins all over it. She quickly brushed her hair then curled it.

"Are you ready?" Neal asked. Emma looked at Neal.

"I'm not even wearing shoes!" Emma said. She slipped on some royal blue flats. They were pretty worn, but that wasn't a problem. She put on the birdy necklace Neal had given here when the first decided to be more than friends.

"Ok. Let's go," Emma said. Neal grinned childishly at her.

"What?" Emma asked.

"You look beautiful," Neal said. Emma rolled her eyes but blushed. Neal seemed amused.

"Thanks," Emma said softly. They walked down to the reaping. Emma walked away from him when she had to get her finger pricked.

"Ouch," she muttered through gritted teeth. She had almost no pain tolerance sometimes.

"Hello and welcome to the 80th annual reapings for the Hunger Games!" said Snow White. Emma glared at her.

"Ladies first! Our female representative is… Emma Swan!" Snow White said. She heard no crying nothing. Her parents didn't even care. She stepped on stage.

"OUr male representative is… Killian Jones!" Snow White announced. Killian Jones was not a career there for a career could volunteer to be tribute.

"I volunteer as tribute!" Neal yelled. Emma felt tears of thankfulness fall from her eyes. Killian looked surprised. Neal smiled and took Emma's hand. Then he kissed her hands.

"We're going to do what my aunt and uncle did, we'll be the star crossed lovers," Neal said still smiling. Emma smiled as well.

"Perfect," Emma said. Neal looked over at Emma lovingly. Killian Jones studded them.

"This isn't over quite yet," Killian said smiling.