Chapter One is HERE! I'm sorry it's been a long wait, I was stuck on ideas (still am, but I'll work though it) Hopefully you'll like the sequel as much as you liked the original...if you liked the original...anyway, enjoy, reviews would be nice...aaaand that's it.

CHAPTER ONE

The gold of the Cornucopia glints in the sun. I look around, but I'm alone. I'm standing right in the middle of the bare Cornucopia. There are 24 holes in the ground that circle me. A single spear lies by my feet. Suddenly there's a whir of energy and people start to rise from the holes. On impulse, I pick up the spear. The tributes all stand frozen on their metal plates. I survey them. Lana. Rowan. Lewis. Levi. Haley. All of the Careers, and as I turn around, I see all of the tributes from my Games. I scan past Zeph, to where I remember my plate was. I drop the spear as I see who stands there. Ethan. His hair catches the light, and shines gold like the Cornucopia. He seems confident. The gong sounds and I hastily pick up the spear, even though there are no weapons for the others to grab hold of. They all walk towards me and my hands shake. Suddenly my spear just dissolves in my hand. I'm surrounded, with no weapon. Zeph cracks his knuckles, and I remember he's capable of killing with his bare hands. I cower away from them all. I scream for Lewis and Ethan, but their faces are glazed, and show no recollection of who I am. It's Lewis himself who grabs hold of me to keep me still. Zeph's hands descend, and as his arms lock around my neck, Ethan bends down to look me in the face, his boyish face contorting into a smile that can only be described as evil.

"There's worse to come Talia. The Games have only just begun."

I hear the crack that signals my death as my neck is broken.

I bolt up in bed, panting heavily. I realise that I am still alive, and in my bed. This is the same nightmare I've been having since the Games ended. I climb out of my bed and open my curtains. I'm in District 12 again, after a long Victory Tour. I'm not complaining, I got to dress up and dance with Lewis. But rest will be short on the ground. We've been recruiting for the rebellion. It seems so distant, and organised. I always expected a rebellion to be a ka-pow in the moment, everyone grabs something and attacks. Not this one, it's still a secret, but there's codes and things. Lewis and I are usually a diversion, everyone pays attention to us whilst my parents, Haymitch and even Effie makes signals to search out those that are on our side.

Later today we're going to District 2, where our base will be. I find it weird that we're going to the Career tributes home to stage a rebellion, but apparently this makes it the least obvious place. The alarm I set last night beeps. I shower, get dressed and throw the last few things into my rucksack as well as I can in the dark light (it's about 2am in the morning, and still dark, and I don't risk turning a light seeing as no-one is meant to know we're leaving) I leave my room, to meet my parents and brother in our living room. Everyone is still bleary eyed, and slightly nervous. We're meeting the Hawthorne's, Effie and Haymitch at the train station. We all collect our things and leave the house. I wonder if I'll ever return to the little house in the Victor's Village that I grew up in, and now deserve to live in. It's a little way to the train station, and no-one speaks, so it seems even longer. Then I spot Lewis. The rest of them all fade away. He turns and sees me, and his face lights up like my heart does every time I see him. I smile, my dark mood and nightmare forgotten. He has that effect on me. He has that effect on everyone, he's the one who gets us all through the dark times, who is always there for me. I reach him, and give him a quick, chaste kiss, considering both our families are there. Not to mention Effie and Haymitch, who are polar opposites in their reactions, Effie overenthusiastic as always, and Haymitch always surly with a snarky comment ready.

The train is already there, an out of commission tribute train that runs itself. We all quickly board. Because of the speed, and because we're only going to District 2, the journey will only be a few hours. I take the opportunity to sprawl on the nearest sofa and catch up on my sleep. Thankfully the horrible nightmare doesn't come.

There's a prod in my side.

"Hey Tal. I love you and everything, but you're drooling. It's not attractive." A voice cuts into my sleep.

I open my eyes groggily to see Lewis looming over me, grinning. I can't help but grin back, his smile is infectious.

"I'm offended." I shoot at him.

"I'm just kidding. You're always drop dead gorgeous." He pretends to toss his hair back and flutter his eyelashes.

"Is that meant to be an impression of me?"

"Uh-huh."

"I do not do that."

"You do."

"Do not. And was that comment meant to be sarcastic?"

"Maybe." His tone is teasing. I flick his ear.

"Ow! Fine. It wasn't meant to be sarcastic. You know what I think about you, you read that letter. However, the violence has to stop, my extreme masculinity is really taking a knock being beaten up by my girlfriend."

"However your ego remains intact."

He winks. "You know me. I'm sexy and I know it."

I can't help but laugh.

"So, did you have a point to coming and waking me up?"

"Yes. We've arrived."

I get up off the sofa to look out the window. It's full of the elaborate stone buildings that District 2 are famous for. The train glides to a soundless stop. I grab Lewis' hand as we step onto the platform. A man dressed in black is leaning against the wall. Dad goes up to him, and shows him his watch. The watch is the rebel's symbol. It's a golden watch capped with a little golden dome that depicts an engraved phoenix. You click the cap off to reveal the watch itself. This was for the men, as they didn't think a necklace, which was my idea, was very manly. I have a necklace, which I always wear now, since I gave Mum back the mockingjay pin. It served me well in the Games, but it will belong to her, forever and always, She is the Mockingjay and I will not pretend to be her. The necklace I wear is similar to the mockingjay pin. Golden, but with a phoenix inside the golden circle, not a mockingjay. This is attached to a golden chain that hangs around my neck. The phoenix is the new symbol of the rebellion, as we rise from the ashes after being burnt down by the Capitol.

The man nods curtly, and signals for us to follow him. Eventually we stop in front of one of the many stone buildings. We're led inside. It's stony inside as well, but with beautiful wall hangings that give me the urge to paint. The adults walk off with the man who led us here, leaving me with Lewis and Ethan. Don't get me wrong, I love my brother, but situations like this are just awkward.

"I'll be going now." Ethan says, obviously having picked up on the awkwardness. He follows the adult's trail.

I'm still looking around in wonder, when Lewis hugs me from behind.

"It's lovely here." I say.

"Yeah. Home sweet home."

"What?"

"This was my house. I remember it. I used to live in this house before we moved to 12. I never thought I'd come back here."

I turn around to face him. "You have a beautiful home."

He smiles, then captures my lips with his.

"Well, well." A voice nearby purrs.

I let go of Lewis on impulse. I've gotten used to being interrupted by my family, Lewis' family, Effie, and worst of all, Haymitch. I turn to see who's caught us this time. I don't recognise them. It's a boy, a few years older than us, by the height of him. Lewis stiffens, and his hand clutches around mine.

The boy's eyes flicker to our clutched hands, and then lock onto me.

"It's true what they say. Everdeen women are incapable of being in relationships that don't cause rebellions." He drawls. I feel the urge to slap him, but considering he hasn't introduced himself yet, I fight it.

"Caleb." Lewis says. I look at him in shock. How does he know this boy's name?

"And here I was thinking you'd forgotten about me." The boy, apparently named Caleb, grins. "Aren't you going to introduce me to your girlfriend?"

Lewis swallows and then turns to me, his grip on my hand tightening.

"Talia, this is Caleb. My brother."

If I was holding my breath, I would have choked. I find my mouth drops open and I hopelessly look between them. Now he's said it, I can see the resemblance. Messy dark brown hair, although Caleb's is a few shades lighter, and his eyes are more a grey colour, with a green tint, opposed to Lewis's forest green eyes that I love so much. I look into them as I speak.

"You told me you were an only child."

"When you know my brother properly, you'll see why." His voice has a dark tone.

"You wound me with your words, brother." Caleb pretends to be hurt, his palm pressed to his forehead. I'm instantly reminded of Lewis' antics. I wonder if this is where he got it from.

Lewis mutters something that I can't comprehend. I stare at my feet whilst a few awkward seconds tick by. The silence is broken by a sharp sound of skin slapping together. I look up and realise Caleb has clapped.

"Shall I show you around? It's been a while for you, hasn't it Lew-Lew?"

Lew-Lew. I can't help myself. I laugh.

"Hey!" Lewis protests.

"Sorry."

We head upstairs.

"Talia, welcome to our humble abode." Caleb waves a hand around the corridor. "Let me show you to your rooms. Separate of course. Sorry bro." He punches Lewis playfully in the arm, but by the thumping noise his punch made, and the face Lewis made, I'd guess it was quite hard.

Caleb shows us each a room and gives a devilish grin as I close my door. I turn around and see that someone has stuck posters plastered with me and Lewis' face (mostly Lewis) all over the room. I notice that someone has also provided me with a 'Lewis Hawthorne Calendar' which Effie made him do for publicity (and I think he also quite enjoyed it, apparently they're selling like hotcakes in the Capitol) I leave my rucksack in the room, and leave to go exploring. I walk straight into someone, apparently about to open my door. I look up to find Caleb smirking at me.

"Do you like the decorations? I got a few funny looks buying that calendar. Especially it being my little brother."

"Very thoughtful. Now could you please get out of my way?"

He doesn't move. "Why so snappy?" His voice glitters with amusement.

"The first thing you said to me was an insult. I wouldn't say we got off to the best start."

He smiles. "I'm sorry. I support the rebellion wholeheartedly."

It shocks me slightly to hear him say it aloud. My face obviously displays this. He moves away from me and stands directly where the landing overlooks the stairs below.

"Down with the Capitol!" he bellows at maximum volume.

I half expect an army to burst in and arrest us both, but the house remains silent. He turns to me, looking smug.

"Well, would you like a guided tour?"

Chapter 2 coming (hopefully) soon! Reviewing might make me go a little faster...sorry for having to resort to bribery...Hope you liked it!