Branded in Twilight ~ A Hunger games Story

Hello! I know what yall are thinking. WTF!!!!! Yes well while I normally do twilight story's, I have been reading the hunger games and have just had the urge to write a fan-fic about it. Ok first off none of the characters you know will be the main characters in this. Catching Fire never happened and instead of the Capital getting angry about the berries, they have inspired a new way to play the hunger games. Don't worry Peeta and Katniss and Cinna and some fav's will still be important but the main character is my OC named Caden. He is 16 and well I won't go into too much detail because I pretty much explain in the story.

My other main OC characters are two girls named Saffron and Rose. The third one is a boy named Zeph. Ok ill explain everything else in the story. Hope you enjoy! =)

Oh wait one more thingy. Here is what I imagine all the OC's look like. Caden looks like Logan Lerman (Hoot and the future Percy Jackson movie). Lol um Zeph looks like Taylor Lautner (sorry I know OMG TWILIGHT but that's just how I imagine Zeph looking like). Saffron looks like the lead singer from Paramore (can't think of her name sorry) and Rose looks like Ellen Page (yes Juno's Ellen Page). Ok now that that's cleared up we can begin.

Lol I know I need to stop talking but I would like to clarify one more tiny thing. In this story Katniss is 24 which may not make since considering all my other made up characters are usually 16 or 17. Well Magde (mayor's daughter) had younger siblings who were a lot younger and never mentioned in the book lets just say. You know what it's my story so what I say go's! Lol um any who lets just get going.

Chapter 1: Enter Caden

Caden's POV

I woke up and I could hear the pitter patter of rain outside my window. It was slow and rhythmic and soothed me after another nightmare. I have always had nightmares and I swear they just slowly get more and more frightening. Last nights dream was an old one that I have had many times but it always seems more and more real.

The dream involved my parents, my dead parents, my mother dying from peacekeepers and my father dying in a mine cave-in. I could see my father screaming and my mother's solid look into my eyes telling me to thrive on before she was shot in the back of the head point blank.

I shivered involuntarily. I was just noticing the cold sweat covering my body. Perhaps my dreams have been getting worse because the hunger games are today? Yes that's most likely it. I crawled out of bed and quickly put my tight green shirt on and loose cloth pants.

I walked out of my room into the small living room/kitchen/other bedroom to find my grandmother and grandfather already up. After the death of my parents my last family, my grandparents, took me in. my grandfather has been sick for a very long time so in all honesty he is pretty much useless. But my grandmother was probably the toughest woman I know. She could get the best deals at the hob and was very good with plants and animals. We had our own private garden that me and grandma took care of. It only had two things in it.

Strawberries and blueberries.

The blueberries we are able to trade for maybe a loaf of bread if we are lucky and depending on how many we have. The strawberries, while being my personal favorite, we also traded. Well I did anyway. My grandmother hated trading them for some reason but I knew we needed the money. I traded with the mayor and his 3 children. His two daughters Marianna who is 13 and Harmony who is 16 and his eldest son Zeph who is about 17. We don't trade exactly trade with them we sell them. I usually go to the back of the mayor's house around ten in the morning. One of the girls, usually Marianna, are always there with a small bag of coins while I carry a medium sized disposable pack full of strawberries.

"Here's the pack Caden." My grandmother said handing me the pack full of strawberries.

"T-thanks gram." I said grabbing the bag.

"You look distant boy, are you alright?" she said curiously.

"Ya just…thinking about today."

She frowned "Im trying not to…love you don't have to take tesserae. We can make it by…"

"Gram…you know I have too…please don't tease me with hopes of not being picked…I mean come on the chances are astronomical anyway." I said trying to convince myself more than her.

In truth the chances were very slim. I mean two boys out of all of district twelve would be picked. I almost miss when it used to be just 1 boy tribute and I would miss them if it wasn't for the new rules.

After the year Katniss Everdeen and Peeta Mellark won they changed the way the games. The new rules were as follows.

All districts are to provide 4 tributes, 2 girls and 2 boys.

The two boys and the two girls will be a team. The boys will be a team and the girls will be there own separate team. Making 24 teams. (So basically the 2 boys from the district will be a team in the arena and the girls from the district will be on a separate team of 2.) The last team standing wins the games.

The crowds fixation with there love was almost overwhelming and soon the president and a few subordinates had to come up with a few new rules and bam! Here are your new rules.

"Look just doesn't worry, I mean yah two boys are going to be picked but come on! There are tons of boys in the district."

She smiled "You're right Cee Cee (pronounced see see) here you go…trade the strawberries."

I could tell I hadn't completely convinced her because she always calls me Cee Cee when she gets nervous about something involving me.

I just nodded and walked out of our small shack of a house. I slowly walked the few yards to the seam and from there the Mayors house. I walked to the back of the door and knocked three times like usual.

Marianne opened the door wearing a very lovely simple white dress. "Already making you try on clothes?" I said curiously. She huffed.

"Unfortunately…I see you got those amazing strawberries, come in ill get the money." She ushered me in hurriedly and quickly walked into the kitchen. I had never been in the small mansion before and that's because I wasn't suppose to be in here unless I was invited but I knew Marianna wouldn't tell. Even though she is a lot younger than me she was a good friend of mine.

I honestly didn't have any friends besides her. I guess im just not the most popular guy at school or people just naturally don't like me for some reason.

She walked back in and smiled. "You usually get here earlier, decide to sleep in today?"

I smiled tiredly. "Unfortunately, I guess my gram thought I should sleep in today because…"

She sighed "Ya, god they get me so nervous. I'm always so worried someone I love will be picked…does it make me selfish that I am relieved when kids I don't know get picked?" I smiled.

"No, it makes you human."

She grinned sheepishly and hugged me. "You better head home and get ready. The selection is in an hour and you need to look somewhat nice."

"Don't I always?" I chuckle. Even though she was only thirteen, she acted a lot older and even looked over.

I handed her the pack of strawberries and we exchanged another hug. I know what you are thinking and we are not in love. I do love her but more like a sister than anything else.

Before I walked out a voice suddenly stopped me. "Hey wait a minute!" I turned and a tall boy with short black hair and large muscles walked down the stairs.

Zeph is probably the most muscular guy at our school; he is also the most beautiful. He always has girls chasing after him but he always very kindly declines them their love. He has never worked in the mines in his life, because he is the mayor's son, but somehow he is more muscular than the people who do work in the mines.

He quickly walked down the stairs and smiled at me sweetly. "I figured since the reaping was today I should get you something more besides coins." He handed me an entire loaf of bread and a large chunk of goat cheese.

"Z-Zeph! I-I can't…"

"Just take it kiddo." He chuckled patting me on the cheek. He always seems to do that when ever we talk. I couldn't help but blush violently. I quickly mumbled a thank you and walked out of there. I had to resist the urge to run.

I got home quickly and my gram was already setting up my old but still usable black dress pants and maroon colored button up shirt. "Oh good you're home…where did you get the bread and cheese?" she said shocked.

"Zeph, the mayors son, gave it to me." I said nonchalantly.

"Well that was nice of him! He has always seemed to have a soft spot for you." She chuckled.

It was true. I didn't consider Zeph really a friend but he is always very nice to me. At school I get bullied…a lot. They treat me like crap…mostly because of what my mother did in the past. But that's a story for another time. Anyway Zeph always defends me when stuff like this happens.

"Come on let's talk about your momma the whore!" the school bully said pushing me against a locker.

"S-she is not!" I stuttered pathetically.

"No she is! She was a stupid whore who couldn't even protect herself!" he cackled shoving me roughly to the ground. It was about a month after the death of my mother. I was just trying to get to my locker and the school bully loved picking on me. I could feel the tears starting to well up and I was trying my damn hardest to not cry but it was proving futile.

"Awwwwww baby gonna cry? Haha stupid little cunt!" he kicked me roughly in the side and the tears escaped my eyes. He started laughing at my pain while so many other people just walked on by uncomfortably.

"Hey!" someone suddenly yelled. We turned and there stood Zeph, next to him his best friend Makka. Makka is a girl in his class and seems to be the only one in the class who doesn't have a crush on him. He walked straight up to the bully and grabbed him by the shirt and lifted him off the ground. "Screw with him again and ill kill you understand?" he growled angrily.

"R-right!" the bully said quickly. He dropped him and he ran on quickly.

"Hey you alright?" Makka said kneeling down next to me.

"Y-Ya!" I said hurriedly, avoiding eye contact. I quickly picked up my books and tried to get up but stumbled and fell back down on my butt. Zeph leaned down and started picking up my books.

"Hey you ok?" Makka said leaning down next to me again. I couldn't hold it in any longer. The tears started leaking again and I sobbed pathetically. She wrapped her arms around me and I sobbed into her shoulder. Zeph was rubbing my cheek softly which helped greatly. Ever since then him and Makka have been watching me and making sure no one screws with me.

"Caden?" my grandmother's voice broke me from my dream and I nodded at her.

"Ya?" I said still lightly dazed.

"Go take a quick bath and then get dressed. We can head out then." She said with a smile.

The only way you were not allowed to attend the whole tribute ceremony is if you were either extremely sick or on your death bed. My grandfather is extremely sick so he is able to stay home but me and grandmother have to go. I quickly got in the small bathtub filled with cold water and tried to quickly wash myself. I hated cold water. It makes me cold like it should.

I got out and quickly put on the nice hand-me-down shirt and pants. I walked out and grandmother was in a nice long black dress that really brought out the color of her hair. She started working on my hair, making it slightly spiky in the back and giving it a wavy affect.

"Alright you are looking good." She chuckled. I giggled and we started walking out the door when my grandfather called. We both turned and he was sitting up in his bed waving me to him. I quickly walked over.

"Hello my boy." He said with a wrinkly old smile.

"Hi Grandpa." I said with a weak smile.

"I know you all have not wanted to tell me but im not stupid, I know today is the day they take tributes." I frowned as he continued. "Anyway I know the odds are tiny but in case you get chosen…" I shivered at the thought. "If you get chosen you need to use your strength's." my strength's? "Remember I taught you before this damn illness how to use a knife. Your grandmother has shown you plants and fruit. And whoever your partner is, you need to trust him. You and whoever he is need to work as a team to survive. Remember that." I nodded and hugged the old man who always, even sick, had my best interest at heart.

Me and grandma leave for the town square, right in front of the justice building, and the square was already full. I quickly took my spot in the crowd of kids, which was organized by age. Since I was 16 I was just in front of the middle of the boys. I could see Marianna dressed in the white dress she was wearing just this morning. Her eyes found mine for a split second and she flashed a quick reassuring smile before becoming the hard faced girl she was before. Harmony was standing next to her also looking hard faced wearing a black dress similar to Marianna's. Then Zeph was next to her looking listless and bored in a tight fitting black pants and suit. The mayor and the aging Effie Trinket with a blue wig was next to him.

At the end three people stood to the side, a now 24 year old Katniss Everdeen, Peeta Mellark, and a gray haired, most likely drunk, Haymitch Abernathy. They did the usual routine of the mayor telling the story of the capital blah, blah, blah.

Then the thing I cared about. Effie Trinket, looking bubbly as usual, meandered to the giant ball that had the boy's names in it. Boy's first girls second. She reached into the ball and pulled a name. She cleared her throat and said in a clear voice with every camera, every eye on her.

"Zephyr Bell!" No!! Not Zeph!!! Was all I could think at that moment. It was a sad but true fact that even the mayor's kids could be victim of the games. It rarely happens because they don't have to take tesserae like most of us but it does happen. Zeph stepped up steely faced and walked to the front. Marianna was in shock and the mayor looked depressed. Harmony was the only one who kept her composure. I was so caught up in that I almost missed Effie pull out the next name. I quickly turned my attention to Effie once again. She pulled open the envelope and said in a loud clear voice.

"Caden Jackson Thomas!" It took me a few seconds to register what she was saying. That was my name wasn't it? Ya im pretty it is. All eyes were on me. I sat there too weak to move but knowing I had to. I soon found myself moving forward as the crowd parted for me. I slowly walked up the stairs, wondering where I was and what was going on. All I knew was that I was supposed to go stand next to that tall boy with the black hair.

I stood next to what's his face and stared blankly into the crowd. I suddenly didn't care. It was like the will to live had just left me completely. The woman with blue hair walked over to the next giant ball and I just stared at her confused as to what she was doing. She pulled a name out and called in a clear voice. "Rose McKenzie!" The girl walked up to the stage looking bored. She actually yawned. The woman…Effie ya Effie pulled out another card and said in the usual, I think its usual, high pitched clear voice. "Saffron Hadley!"

A tough looking girl walked up too the stage and took her spot next to the Rose girl. "These are this years tributes!" Effie said loudly. The whole District applauded but it looked and sounded forced.

Everything was sort of a blur after that. I remember them playing an anthem or something then some people were escorting me to the justice building. They put me in a room that was very nice looking. While I waited, memory's started coming back to me. I could remember the other tributes, my grandmother, the three champions, and my grandfather. It wasn't as much of a shock as it was before. Now that I knew what everything was, the real issue was sinking in. How am I going to survive?

Suddenly the door opened and my grandmother walked in. She began to sob and grabbed me and held me against her. "Honey I can't stay for to long because there are a lot of things that need to be done but you need to remember everything your grandfather told you and remember we love you." She said hugging me. I knew it was my turn to say some things. To tell her what to do while I was gone…and never coming back, she needed to know that I love her and grandpa. But words were refusing to come out. All I was able to say was.

"Trade the strawberries. The mayor should be generous." She nodded but I just pray she knew what I was meaning to say. We stayed silent until the peacekeepers came and took her away from me. Marianna came next. Her eyes were red and puffy and her face was still wet with tears.

"Please listen to my brother. He will keep you safe I promise you that. Please don't die!" she sobbed and hugged me tightly but I couldn't find the will to hug back. "I promise you I will look out for gram and gran." She said seriously. That was her nickname for them. "Oh one more thing." She said quickly knowing that she only had a good minute left. She handed me a small very familiar pin. "This is the same pin given to Katniss when she was elected a tribute. Katniss gave it to me a long time ago…I can't remember why but it is very precious to me…and I want, no, need you to have it." she said pinning it to my shirt before I could protest. Then the peacekeepers came and took her away from me as well.

The next and last person to show up was Harmony which caught me by surprise. I had never spoken to Harmony outside of the usual strawberry trade. She was never one to speak much, too tough I suppose. She walked up quietly and said only a few sentences. "Alright I will keep this brief. I love my brother dearly. Marianna and Magde are taking this very badly as you can imagine along with my father. Now I am not taking this badly because knowing my brother he will win because he is just too damn tough to kill. But I swear if you slow him down or cost him his life…" her fist was shaking and a fiery hate filled her eyes. "Slow him down and no more trade for granny and grampy." I looked at her stunned. Was she serious? "I'm am being dead serious." She said as if reading my mind. "Don't force my brother to have to protect you the entire time. Make yourself useful not a liability." And with that she left.

Her words stuck in my head like she was somehow able to burn them in there. Suddenly the peacekeepers were back and escorting me out of the building. Camera's and screaming people greeted me. The screaming people were begging for my attention and wanting to know things like "What's your reaction to being chosen!!!?? Is it true your grandpa is sick?!?!? Is it true you hate your partner?!?!?" all these questions and I tried my best to just ignore them. Zeph was next to me and right behind us Saffron and Rose. All four of us stood at the entrance to the train and let them take our pictures and record us so all of the Panem could see it later in the day.

Finally mercy shined down on us and the doors closed and we were off in about 12 seconds. Saffron yawned "Well that was boring. Let's eat!!!"

So I figured I put enough on here so bam! Here is my story so far! Lol well I hope yall like it so far and I am working on like 5 stories right now so sorry if I don't post again like right away but I will try to as soon as possible. Love ya! =]