*** I'm dedicating this one to Roxy, because she's helped me a lot with this. So anyways, read, review, and enjoy!

I own nothing, but a few characters. All the rest (KH people and details about KH) belong to square enix… I also don't own a few sayings in this either… ***

Chapter one- Dreams

I lay, wrapped in the blankets of sleep.

Some say, your spirit leaves your body when you are at rest, when you are most vulnerable. I believe in it a little… but… where would your spirit go? It always seems, that beneath my eyelids, I'm in a dark, peaceful realm, but in time, it comes to an end… and then you wake up… wake up only to find all the misery in this world. But… where do dreams come from? I'm starting to have dreams again, but, they're always the same… don't normal people have different dreams?

I'm always falling… sometimes the whereabouts change, but other than that… just falling... silhouettes of trees, and sometimes the moon… and there's always the sudden crack of death. I always wake up screaming, night after night, clutching the sheets around me. My brother does the best he can to help me, but I always snap on him… then I feel horrible.

I open my eyes, and roll onto my back, the sheets tightening around my stomach. I'm scared that if I fall asleep… I'll have the dream again… But it's just a dream…

I sigh, fold my arms over my chest, and close my eyes.

Through the darkness of sleep, a light emerges, and my hollow vessel is filled with emotions and sensations so quickly, I feel like it's whip-lash. It seems like I'm whistling through the air. My throat is soar from screaming. I'm afraid, and I don't know why, I never have the answer. I can hear nothing over the wind in my ears, and my heart is beating louder and faster than ever… I think, because, there's only darkness… the moon has evaded me.

With mounting anticipation, my heart's beating so fast, I feel like it's going to beat its way out of my chest. As if cued, I feel the sensation of a splintering death.

I don't notice it at first, but someone's shaking my shoulders and calling my name, growing in strength. I gasp for air as my dream is torn from me. I'm shaking and sweat drenched pajamas cling to my skin. Before I know it, I'm sitting upright, a glass of water at my lips, and an arm wrapped around my shoulders.

I quickly drain the glass, and begin to take deep, but staggering, breaths. I hate this… I feel weak, like a child amongst the grown. My brother is succeeding in calming my emotions, even though his face is masked by the darkness of the room. He's five years younger than I, but almost taller… sometimes I think he's braver too…

The older, but capable, having to be cared for by their younger sibling… feels, shameful… but, at least there's someone there for me… I sigh, and nod to him that I'll be okay.

"Thank-you… Tai…"

I see him nod to me through the darkness, and he climbs into his own bed. I'm suddenly afraid… What if… one day… he won't be there for me anymore? I push the thought out of my mind. I don't want to think about it, after all, I promised my parents I'd take care of him.

I mumble his name, which, surprisingly, instantly draws his attention. He looks over at me with his innocent, phosphorescent blue eyes, and goes to fill the glass again.

"Do you just want me to get you a bell so you can ring for me whenever you wish?" he asked tiredly, but I picked up the sarcasm in his voice right away. I just laugh, and shake my head. He ruffles my hair after he gives me my glass, and plops down on his bed, springs squealing. I couldn't see his expression, but I wish I had. My eyes begin to droop, and I yawn.

I lay silently, listening to Tai's steady breathing. I don't remember when he fell asleep, but I had been awake since, unable to sleep myself. I sigh, rubbing my eyes. I can't stand it anymore, so I slide out of bed.

The floor is illuminated, but only just. I tread as softly as I possibly can, hoping not to wake my brother. The wood is cool under my feet. I step into the soft light.

I sat there for who knows how long, but I had gotten up once so I could get a shower. I am now back, sitting under the window, bathed in blue light. I combed through my damp hair with my fingers, looking up through the cracked glass at the dark, morning sky. I must have dozed off for a little while, because when I open my eyes again, the sky is lighter.

I stand up, and quickly get changed. Tai's still asleep when I'm lacing my Wayfinder around my neck. I slip my socked feet into my black converse, and look up to my brother, still sprawled across his springy bed.

A smile spreads across my face, and I walk slowly up to him, towering over the side of the old bed. I poke him, on the cheek, and he grumbles, swatting at me. He rolls away slightly, and then lays silently. I shake my head, clicking my tongue.

"TAI!" I yell, shaking his side. He mumbles, his face pushed into the pillow. I yank off the covers.

"Whaaaaaat?" He tries pushing me away, while trying to find his confiscated blankets.

"Get UP!"

"Nooooo..." he moans, flailing his arms at me. I try to drag him from the bed, but he grips the headboard.

"God... you're like a teenage girl who hates the morning..."

"Shut-up..."

I let go of his ankles; he releases his grip on the headboard. I sigh.

"What-ever Tai..."

He mumbles angrily at me. I shrug; stay silent for a moment, waiting for him to think I gave up, and... The springs gritted against one another as I leap onto its surface, literally flinging Tai into the air. He hits me... and he glares at me, and then a smile splits his frown, and we laugh... laughed until it hurt...

I lay on my bed, reading a book while Tai sat at the table working on the homework I had given him. I've had to home school him since our parents vanished. I sigh deeply, turning the page. We used to live in the Third District, when our parents were still here… We had the finest schooling and clothing, there were malls everywhere around town… it was a young girl's paradise… and maybe my brother's too. I smile, turning another page in my book. The Third District was basically, "The Center Town". Many people from the Second District came to the third to shop and for conversation. There were also bakeries galore… and you can't imagine all of the restaurants… I almost lick my lips thinking about it. We had the best hospitals too… I guess it could also be called "Down Town"… We lived in a rather large house before it happened… and then after…? Well, we received news, and then we were exiled here, the First District, "Home of the Criminals and Exiles"… So, bottom line, the First District serves as a jail. We have almost no kitchenware, except for a sink and a few rusty pieces of silverware. The stove is broken, and the showerheads spurt freezing water… I sigh in anger, my jaw clenched. It's an oven in summer, and a freezer in winter. I'm literally sweating right now.

I sit up; my arms were getting tired of holding my book above my head. We don't have an incredibly terrible living space. There's a table in the middle of the room, the "bathroom" on the right side, my right at this moment, and a small "kitchen station" on the left corner of the room. There's also the window, but cracked, that I was sitting under this morning. I cross my legs, the bed squeaking. And the beds are terrible. I sigh deeply. That mostly covers that… I rant too much. I look over the rim of my book at Tai, focused in his studies. Every time I start ranting… I let a smile cross my face, Tai always threatens with a smack. He has good reason of course. I look back down at the ink words.

She has it worse… I think to myself. The character in this story… lives in the Twelfth District… What's with all of the districts? I chuckle. She lives in the district that does the coal mining… Many die there, either from starvation or- I look up again, for a moment. Tai's almost finished… She took the place of her father when he died in the mine accident, and hunts illegally, outside the district's electric fences (that protect the town from wild animals) so she can feed her family.

No wonder Tai says I'm like her… I look down at the page, brow furrowed. Tai sometimes calls me "Cat Nip"… since hers was the same…? Her first friend thought she said that, and blabady blah, blah, blah… instead of "Katniss", her real name…

I set my book on the bedside table, and stretch, attempting to touch my toes, my Wayfinder dangling from my neck. When I look up, Tai is looking at me with raised eyebrows. He shakes his head, and turns back to his books. I laugh to myself, and straighten up.

The sun is peering through the window, bright rays piercing the shadows. It softly illuminates my brother's face as he continues to work. I walk over to him, and peer over his shoulder. He looks up at me for a moment, and then turns away again. I ruffle his already messy black hair. He mumbles at me to go away. I don't listen.

I sit at the table, almost finished correcting Tai's math, while he sits next to me, reading a book… I sigh deeply, attempting to curl my hair around my ears… Tai looks up at me over the rim of the book, but quickly loses interest.

"You've pretty much caught up with me here…" I say peering down at him. I pull the textbook closer to me, studying the two problem's compatibility. If only I had a teacher's book… I hear Tai's stomach grumble. It's far past dinnertime… I sigh again and stare down at him sympathetically.

"I'm sorry Tai, I really am…"

"How come you don't get hungry, Andrea?" He says, an almost pained expression on his face. I breathe deeply, looking to him, then back at his work.

I peer up at him through my bangs; it's been a while since he's called me by my real name. I look back down at the page,"I don't know… Guess… I've just… adapted?" I look down at him again, my expression knitted into one of question. He shrugs, and looks back to the words. I raise my own gaze to the window, the sky blackened. The sun has fallen, and another day has passed with little or no food. My stomach surrenders to its grumbling.

"I'll try to get a pass tomorrow so I can get to some kind of food store in the Second District…"

He looks up at me and nods, his eyes drooping. After a few minutes, he heads for bed. I wait until he's under the covers, and until the lamp is off. I look back to the window, and close the textbook without even looking at it. I press myself against the glass, the moon peering down at me… that's when I notice to glass is freezing, and my breath is leaving fog on its surface… It's supposed to be… the middle of the summer…

A/N: I think I'll leave off here… hope you all like this revise so far… but yea… don't forget to comment! Thankies! Oh, and by the way, you pronounce the main character's name like this: And-ray-uh