Hey guys! So this is my first fanfic and I hope everyone likes it. Don't be discouraged to continue with it despite any ideas you may have. There are many ideas floating around in my head and things could turn out different than you may think. Thank you so much for the reads so far and if there are any comments you may have, please let me know!

Nothing but a heavy breeze could be heard outside the bedroom in which Alynn Dunn rested. She stared up at the textured ceiling, thinking about recent events. Her brother's death, her father becoming the new Prime Minister, and her mother, stressed from it all, falling into a state of depression. She took a deep breath and let the thoughts subside, thinking only of what she planned to do today. Glancing over at the calendar on her wall, she immediately jumped up from her bed and rushed to her closet and yanked the doors open. Grabbing a heavy jacket and some boots, she stumbled down the stairs trying to pull them all on at once. Failing miserably, she lost her balance and fell the remaining few stairs, landing flat on her stomach.

Moaning, Alynn slowly trembled to her feet, leaning on a wall for support. She laced up her boots, zipped up her coat, and threw the furred hood over her head, knotting the strings to keep it from falling down. She stepped outside and was hit with a blast of snow that, despite her jacket, chilled her to the bone. The flakes were coming down so hard that it was almost impossible to see any farther than two feet her head, she stayed close to the buildings she passed. Her footsteps crunched in the already fallen snow and once or twice she found herself slipping slightly. Thankfully she didn't have to walk too far and she soon reached her destination. She pounded on the door, hoping someone would answer quickly. A voice from the speaker to the side over the door barely reached her ears.

"Welcome to Headquarters. What is your purpose?"

Pushing the button on the speaker, Alynn shouted loudly, "It's me! Alynn Dunn! I'm here for the meeting!"

A click on the door signaled it had been unlocked. She quickly pulled it open and rushed inside. It was nice and warm inside the large lobby but she had no time to relish in it. She pulled down her hood and made her way into a small room to her left. Many pairs of eyes, watching her arrival, greeted her. Clearly she was interrupting them. "Sorry I'm late. I umm... sort of forgot. My apologies."

As she took her seat at the table in the center of the room, a burly man with a thick black beard and and dark eyes stood to address her late arrival and then the group as a whole. "Good of you to show up Alynn. We've been waiting and now we can continue. Lara, what news do you have?" He was looking at a small, frail woman to his right. She stood nervously at the sound of her name and as she began to talk, Alynn pressed the button on the tape recorder sitting in front of her to catch every word.

"Umm... yes, Minister Dunn, well as you know, the war in Panem has ended and the districts are currently trying to recuperate from huge losses. President Snow is finished and Coin... Coin was killed by Katniss Everdeen."

"Damn! She was one of our best spies. I thought she would be able to pull through." The Minister began pacing, rubbing his temples. "Who has taken over?"

"Someone named Paylor. She's from District 8."

"Hmm... how many of ours have we lost?"

"We only have 14 of our original 30. Quite a heavy blow but, with a little moving around, we still have just enough for one in every district and one in the Capitol. We lost both spies from 13 so I think we need to hurry and get someone in there, especially if they are going to be at the head of the revival."

"Okay, but I'd rather have two in 13 and leave 12 without any; I'm going to send someone from here into 12 instead. Alynn," he turned to face his daughter. She looked up in surprise, having been focused one a hangnail on one of her fingers. "Alynn, I am sending you to Panem. Go pack up your things and report back here immediately."

"Me sir?"

"Yes you. Now shut off that machine. This meeting is over. I will see you all tomorrow."

As Alynn reached to click the tape recorder off, everyone at the table, save herself and her father, got up to leave. It didn't take long for the room to empty itself out. It was as if her mind was unable to produce any sort of thought. Nothing was working. Her eyes were fixated on the table, her body rigid. It wasn't until the minister barked her name that she finally regained herself.

"Alynn! What did I tell you? Go get your things. You won't need much so I don't expect you to be long. When your finished packing, make sure to tell your mother that I won't be home until later; I've got some things to take care of."

"Yes father." She swept pass him, not even noticing the tears streaming down her face. She stormed through the empty lobby and had picked up a running pace by the time she was out the door into the white street beyond.

Alynn had blindly made it back to her home and in a miserable rage began to throw things around her room. She had just picked up a frame and was about to toss it at the wall when she got a glimpse of the photo in it. It was of her and her deceased older brother from when she was only a few years old. The two were holding each other tightly and they had the biggest smiles on their faces. His death had come so suddenly and she was never able to truly get over it. A teardrop landed on the glass of the picture frame and exhausted, she fell back on her bed.

"Oh brother! Why did you have to go? I need you so much right now! I'm not sure I can do this. I'm not prepared for this sort of thing."

Silence greeted her and she slowly began to gather the few essentials she thought she would need, not even bothering to clean up the mess she had made. Clothes and papers littered the floor and her bed was quite untidy. Had she looked in a mirror, her reflection would be a close resemblance to her surroundings. Her hair was going every which way and the little eye makeup she had been wearing was drying halfway down her face were it had been running earlier from her breakdown. On top of it all, her face was all puffy and red.

"Damn I look awful."

She frowned and with a brush, struggled to get rid of the tangles. After that was accomplished she splashed water on her face and wiped off the remaining makeup. Freshly clean she threw her hair into a ponytail and preceded to put her jacket and boots back on. As she was walking out of her room, she was stopped by her mother's voice, one she hadn't heard in many years.

"Baby girl, what's wrong?"

"Nothing mother. I'm fine. Father isn't coming until later tonight so don't wait up." As if she would. Her mother had been glued to the bed for years, only getting up to go to the bathroom. She was taking it rather hard and to see her up and trying to be comforting put a knot in Alynn's throat, though she didn't show any emotion. It was as if somehow her mother knew something was wrong but knew that not talking about it was the best way to handle it. Her mother reached out a closed fist, indicating she wanted her daughter to take whatever she was holding.

As it dropped into her hand, Alynn let out a small gasp. It was so beautiful! Attached to a sturdy black string was a pendant made of amber. The best part though was the sharp and rigged arrowhead trapped inside its golden cage. She turned it over in her hands and marveled at it's beauty. Memories of her brother flooded her mind and tears were again in her eyes and her mother pulled her into a warm embrace, whispering quietly, "He would have wanted you to have Alynn. Keep it safe and close to you're heart."

"Yes momma. I will. I love you."

Her mother drew back and kissed her forehead, a sad smile lingering on her lips.

The trip back to headquarters was faster than she had wished. Her father was standing inside the lobby with just a few others and he was clearly exasperated at how long she took. His hard gaze hit her as she walked in. "Alynn, your chief mission when you arrive in District 12 is to befriend Katniss Everdeen. You will also be corresponding with other scouts on the side, gathering information and reporting back to us periodically by means of a special ear piece technology. Our overall plan is to knock out any and all major leaders in each district before we come in full force to take over Panem. You will be given all the details on your way over."

"So if I understand correctly, I am to eventually kill Everdeen?"

"Yes, that is exactly what I am saying."