A/N: Basically a re-post of Where Little Birds Play before it got deleted. The italics in the beginning are just the thoughts of someone :)
Enjoy.
Disclaimer: I do not own the Hunger Games!
Lies.
That's what the Capitol feed districts citizens.
Lies.
All of them, lies.
"Guys! Stop lazing around and help me out with this stupid preparation," a black haired female complained.
Her long hair was tied into a bun with a lock of hair left out on purpose to frame her face which accentuated the sharpness of her chin. She had chestnut brown eyes and was decked out in a formal black and white suit except she was wearing a black pencil skirt. This female is the Head Gamemaker for the 56th Hunger Games.
"What do you need help with, Aeris?" a blond haired male leaned over the railing and peered down.
They were in the apartment where they stayed and it was extremely grand. There was a pool outside and the interior's colour scheme was blue and silver. The seven different rooms each had their own decorations and a spiral staircase led to the second floor which led to the exit or entrance depending on how you look at it.
"Jan! Get your ass down here," Aeris insisted. "I need help with selecting the tributes for the Games."
"Oh, rigging the lottery. Well, what kind of tributes do you want?" January though more commonly known as plain "Jan" asked.
He walked down the stairs and sat beside Aeris on the white leather couch. Like her, he was dressed in a formal black and white suit. January had electric blue eyes that always seemed dreamy and distracted, only focusing when it came to Aeris . Aeris and January were married to each other but the way they acted made them seem as if they weren't even together.
"Ha, Aeris just wants your attention. After all, you have been ditching her to run after other females. How many have you raped?" a red headed female popped up from the other couch with a strawberry flavoured biscuit stick in her mouth.
"I do not rape! I make love passionately and sweetly and I have only ever touched Aeris," January protested.
"Yeah, yeah, say what you like," January's twin snorted.
"Cyrena, Janaury, shut up and help me with this!" Aeris seethed.
"No love for Aviorra?" a golden haired girl bounced up from the adjoining couch and scowled at Aeris. "Avi Avi wants to help!"
"Just..." Aeris groaned and buried her face in her hands. Why were her fellow colleagues so hard to cope with. January patted his wife on her back and she swatted his hand away. "Where are the twins?"
"Sleeping," Cyrena pointed to the final couch that was back facing them.
"I'm surprised that Edel and Weiss can actually fit on that ridiculously small couch," January said wryly.
"Avi sees that they pulled the bed under it out!" Aviorra happily announced.
"Aviorra, wake them up," Aeris commanded. It was time to get down to work.
"Edeeeeeeeeeel, Weeeeeeeeeeiss, wake up!" Everyone in the room covered their ears at Aviorra's high pitched squeal.
"We're up..." two voices chorused together followed by a snore from Weiss.
"Up!" Cyrena shouted and she and Janaury yanked the twins off the couch.
Two sleepy faced black headed people faced the rest and they rubbed their eyes in sync. "We're up," they said together once again.
"Getting down to work, I've only picked one tribute so far; Delphinium Agatha from District Four," Aeris informed her fellow Gamemakers.
"It's a pretty name," Aviorra said.
"Delphinium is another name for Larkspur," Cyrena told Aviorra. She turned to Aeris, "so? What makes him so special?"
"He's best friends with a former victor. Remember Azgaro Ice from two years ago? Yeah, Delphinium knows him pretty well and his sister is Daphne Agatha, the victor from four years ago. Delphinium's relations pricked my interest and so I've selected him to see how well he'll do in the Games."
"Are you sure? We wouldn't want the Games to be too one-sided," January said as he looked over Delphinium's statistics.
Aeris smirked. "That's the thing. I'm searching for tributes that are special. By special I mean that they can have a chronic illness to having good relations with former victors to being in the Games with their sibling."
"I see," Cyrena answered.
The other Gamemakers took a seat and Edel and Weiss after pushing in the bed, turned the couch they were sleeping on around and faced the others. Weiss stretched and placed his feet on the glass table.
"What's the theme?" he asked.
"Little birds play where there are no hawks. When the hawks come, they get eaten. You do know what this means right?" Aeris asked.
"Avi knows!" Aviorra exclaimed gleefully and hugged her teddy bear tightly.
The others gave their assent and Aeris relaxed against the couch. She took back Delphinium's statistics from January and shut off the hologram.
"Let's get cracking, I want special tributes. I don't care what your definition of special is, I just want them. Send your chosen ones to me and Edel will rig up the lottery."
"What about those that volunteer?" Weiss asked.
"Then we'll make them special. You are dismissed."
A/N: And this concludes the first chapter. I'll post up the other chapters next Monday. On a happier note, I'm almost done with the Reapings. Yay.