Prologue

Welcome to District 14, it was built right after the rebellion started, only it never happened. District 13 was completely destroyed this time; no one was left to live there. Either they were sent to District 12 or 14 or killed if they refuse to leave. Katniss is married to Peeta; the only way District 12 still stands. Anyone who chooses to start rebellion is killed on the spot. The Capitol changed since the 74th game; no one was allowed to have the freedom they once had. Those of the Districts, which wanted a rebellion, were punished.

It's been 16 years since all the rebellion was lead to a rest. District 14 is like no other District that still struggles. District 14 works on experimentation; taking small things in to matters and changing it. Fences wires don't stop until there's no forest, which ends on a hill; letting anyone live within that area. Children are learned to create, make or understand bombs, guns, cars, etc. There are at last five or ten jobs within that District, which children from ten-years-old or older are sent to after learning about the item from school. Ava Eberlee, a girl who only turned thirteen years old, lives in District 14. She, like everyone else is just waiting for things to get better. But soon the reality of life weighs in for Ava; when the reaping starts.

Chapter 1: Reaping

It was only the night before that everything started to settle in my head. Two days ago was my birthday; making me thirteen-years-old and tomorrow the Reaping, but already has my heart started to pound like I was dying. There has only been a few people from District 14 who ever lived from Hunger Games. Amélie, Eli, and Parnell were District 14 Victor's.

Amélie's a girl who lost her right arm in the 77th Hunger Games. I feel bad for her; she was only 17 years old when the reaping took her. Only now, she's at last in her 20's, maybe older. Her life surely has turned up-side down; no one ever talks to her or about her ever since she lost everyone important to her. I heard from the people in the area, she had only her father and when she picked for the reaping; the father gave up on his life and starved to death thinking she was going to die in the arena. Since then, no one tries to notice her; they just leave her in her own world.

I tossed and turned in my bed, the night sounded too quiet but it always sounds like that.

"Can't sleep, Ava?" My brother voice came from the door. I turned myself over to take a good look at him, but was left with only the shadows to tell me he was there. I shake my head no. He walked over to my bed; sitting on it then laying himself carefully on to the bed then pulled me into his arms. "Everything's going to be okay." He smoothed my hair out and gently played with my hair. I try to believe him, but the idea of seeing another Hunger Games coming forward scares me out of my sleep. "Try to sleep, okay?" My brother lays there with me, allowing me to have some comfort into the night. "I'll always be here." I smiled at the words, but as the night started to darker at the hours, my eyes came to an agreement and I fall asleep in his arms. When morning came to; my brother was helping my mom out with everything.

I get out of my bed and walked out of the room; seeing my mother dressed in a white clean shirt and drown light blue for a skirt. "Ava," My brother head turned towards me; grabbing something out of a box. "Go take a shower, and I'll have your cloths laid out on your bed."

My mom stopped caring for me when I was only nine-years-old, leaving my brother to take care of me when I need help; he even helps clean the house and helps feed all of us. Since the rule say you have to be at least sixteen-years-old to be paid, I can't help my mom or myself.

Just when he walks past my mom; she turns around and stops him in his track. She fixes up his shirt then gently pulled back the remaining strands of hair sticking out back in to place. "You'll make a lovely husband." She smiles at him then kisses his forehead.

"Mom," I walked out and stood in the living room; watching her love her son more than the third daughter she has. When she didn't answer me; I looked down then back to her, knowing asking her wasn't going to get me anywhere. But I still talk to her, because I believe maybe, just maybe she'll wake up and realize that my brother and I are the only ones left that she has. I remember the reason why she ignores me; why she never doses anything for me anymore. Memories of When I was seven-years-old started to came back, I had a sister. She was just ten-years-old, just like me, she take after father. Only she died when she was barely turning twelve-years-old. She was helping my father out with a bomb; learning all about what needed to be done and just like before, the bombs went off inside the room. Killing them both; since then my mother stopped doing everything for me because I reminded her so much of my sister and father. "Can you do my hair when I get out of the shower?" She turns to me; only staring at me like I was stranger who walked in to her house and did something that shocked her.

She walked away and went to her room; closing the door.

I turned around and left for the bathroom; getting in the water and slowly washing my body off from the dirt over the night. When I finished; I was in my room, drying myself up and getting the clothes my brother left out for me. There on my bed was the dress he laid out; a pink that showed years of being washed out, light paints of flowers were all over the skirt and a beautiful flower stands alone on the shirt.

The same dress my sister use to wear.

I pulled the dress through my head and fixed up the buttes in front to fit me. I brushed my hair back then started to braid the hair in the back; leaving me with nothing but my face showing in the small mirror. I get up and left my room; seeing everyone through the window starting to head to the squad where the Reaping begins. My brother grabbed my hand then opened the door allowing my mother to walk out then us. We made it to the squad; my brother hand kept holding on to mine until we get in line. A few people in front were getting their figures picked by one of the devices the Peacekeeper's used. We walked forward and gave we're hands out; they picked out it the begin of my finger skin, making blood squeeze through the small cut then making me place it on the paper in front of us.

I turn looking for my brother, but he was already walking towards his group; where most boys who are eight-teen are kept. I try to walk but my feet stand in place, a few people bumped in to me than someone hand pulled onto my arm and put me into the group of young girls who looked the same age has me. When everyone was in place; a woman walked up to the microphone then lightly taping it, making sure that it was working. Before she begin; she clean her voice then smiled to everyone that was here.

Just when they showed the video of District 13, doing the same routine about how we overcame the hardship that districts created again. Pictures of a better tomorrow were showing, and what happened to the District after being destroyed by the Capitol again. Then the woman started; telling us how the Hunger games begin and how it was very important to have one girl and one boy to play in the games. This was part of their plans; they wanted all of us to know going against the Capitol meant losing everything you ever loved. And Distract 13 was the perfect example for everyone to know that. Then the screen went black, and started up with the woman who gave out the speech about how it's important to be in the Hunger Games.

"Hello ladies and gentleman, I'm Xuan," Xuan smiled; showing her white teeth. "It's the 81st annual Hunger Games. It's a pleasure to see all your faces again. Now shall we begin?" She laughed lightly at the question then put her hands out towards us all. "One girl and one boy will be picked to show District 14 specialties, May the odds be ever in your favor. Now, we'll do the ladies first." She walked over to where the bowels of girl's names were kept. She turned to us; giving that decent smile to the crowd then lowed her hand down to the bowel. She pushed back a few papers and reached her hand further in to the pile. She grabbed a small paper, finally, then walked back to the microphone; opening up the little paper with two fingers.

"Ava Eberlee."

My body froze; my heart quietly pounding away in its place. I looked down to my feet and stand there for a minute. But at the corner of my eyes; every girl standing next to me moved and turned their heads. I looked up around me; their eyes showing pit upon me. They wished me luck without saying a word; knowing I looked weak enough to be killed on the spot.

"Come on, sweetie. Its okay, come on."

I opened my mouth, but there was no point in saying anything. I put my feet in front of the other; only to have my feet shake as I keep trying to walk. My hands held tight to my dress and quickly shake as I looked away from the people to the center.

"Ava!" My brother voice called me; he pushed a few guys to the side and walked up to me, but the Peacekeeper put their arms in the way and kept him at a distance with their weapons. I stopped dead in my trucks and turned my head to look at him. "Ava, you don't need to do this. I can volunteer for you!" I turned around and looked him dead in the eyes; his eyes filled with shock, his hand to his side were turned in to fist. He may seem calm but inside him; he was crying out for me. My big brother, the one I will have to leave in this District, would take my place if I let him. I lift my hand up towards him and turned it in to a fist then kissed the back of my hand; in District 14 closing your hand in to a fist and kissing the back of it means a farewell. His eyes closed for a moment then tears fall down his cheeks. He opened them and shakes his head as if he wasn't agreeing to it. I knew my brother very well; he would have taken my place without any thought about it, and then Xuan would have to pick another girl for the games. But in the end, we both would lose to this game. So it's better if I go instead.

"Hurry Ava," Xuan voice called out to me; waving her hand out for me to hurry up. I moved my body to front of the center but my eyes were still watching my brother. Then finally I turned around and keep towards the front. I made it to the stairs and looked up to the screen; seeing my face look, pale and dry. My hair was tied back to the middle and braided to the ends.

My heart was lost; I don't know if I should be scared about being picked or shocked that when I finally let my guard down, I was picked to be in the game. I made to the front; watching everyone seeing at me; my brother was with my mother, who seemed to be lost in her over thoughts. Xuan smiled to me then turned back to the people.

"Alrightly! Let's chose a young gentleman!" She turned to her right and walked over; then as before she placed her hand inside the bowel, reaching the top of the pile and grabbing the first paper that touched her finger tip. She slowly took her time walking back to the microphone; opening the latter with her hands then reading the name. She lifted up her head and opened her mouth.

"Nathan Gilbert."

A scream was made, in the crowed. Someone was rushing through the people but just like my brother. The woman was kept at distance; fighting against the Peacekeepers. Her arms were stretched out; wanting to save the man who name was called out. A young man walked up to the front and came to us; not turning back to the woman who called out his name and asked for him to stay. Crying of children of the young mother was crying too; those children must be his family. Two brothers who looked ten-years old and a little girl who looked to be four-years-old was crying pretty hard. The young mother yelled out for Nathan to stay but she knew asking that would only mean going against the Capitol, and that can end deadly. But Nathan kept walking; his eyes looking straight towards us. He looked to be fifteen-years-old; his hair was short and stand up. His shirt was white and had a few buttons close to his chest. His pants were plain; covered up by his shoes which looked like boots.

Xuan looked at the both of us; our eyes were staring past each other.

Nathan.

I've seen him before; it was when my sister was going to school. She was two grades ahead of me. When I would get free time, which was every day to me. I would sneak in to her classroom and stayed there with her. Sometimes, I would stare at him; his face always seemed to be serious or in heavy thought. I wonder if lost his father in the bombs explosives or did he die in the rebellion?

His eyes stared deep into mine, trying to see if I was still in shock or maybe, if I was sad that I'll never see my brother once we leave our home.

"Go head and shake hands." Xuan voice slightly hissed at us; sounding so happy to find two kids who were more than willingly to be sent in to their deaths by their own Capitol. Nathan hand moved up and stood there in front of me; I watched his hand stay there for a second. I moved my hand up but then stopped halfway. I thought about what it was mean if I shake his hand. It would mean I was more than happy to be thrown in to the arena. Instead I put my hand down and turn my around; giving him my back. So I can only see the victors standing on the other side of the center.

People in the squad gasped, even Xuan eyes on the screen was opened wide. But I kept my head down from seeing anyone watching me. Soon after we were taking to the Justice Building; inside I was left in a room that was closed off to anyone beside the visitors I'm going to get. I waited there for an hour; hoping someone would came and tell me; that I was going to do my best getting out a live, or maybe die trying. But the reality is, I don't think they want me to live; it would mean another game if the both of us were to come out alive. It was a rule the Capitol made ever since the star-cross lovers get out with their lives.

District 12, which caused too much mess. If two people from the same districts get out a live; they'll have to go in to the arena two different times. One the Hunger Games, second the Reformation Game. Due to the rebellion, I think people are more a feared now than ever; it's not 24 tributes who are being sent to their deaths bed, but 26. Once during the 76th game, they had chosen four people to play in the Hunger games; showing anyone children twelve - eighteen, which left families who had three children; one of those two might have been picked to go. Since then on one dare to stand up to them, in fear they will change the rules and take out on their children.

A knock came through the door and opened lightly; my brother head popped in and saw me sating in a chair. He walked inside and the door started to close. His eyes were badly red and swollen. I rushed to my feet and run to him but he moved his hand to say stay where I was at. He's mad at me; he would never stop me from hugging him unless I did something wrong. Truth is, I think what I did was right. I couldn't do much like he did. He knows how guns should work, what should be inside the Peacekeeper suit if they were to get in to a fight against whomever. He knew nine out of ten jobs that in District 14. He was the top student in this school. I only know about the housing in Capitol; the way jewels are made into the skin. He would help mom more than I could.

"Brother," I opened my mouthed and wondering if he'll ever be okay. His head dropped and I saw tears falling to the ground. "Don't cry." it sounded more like a whisper then a voice. He walked over to me and hugged me; the hug was tighter than ever. My body was hurting because of his hug, but if I was ever to pull away, then I'll never remember how it feels to be hugged by him again. When he sopped, he pulled back and touched my head; where my bangs were at. He gentle smoothed my hair.

"Mother was wrong to have left you," He whispered to me; his mouth at the end lightly moved up as if to show a smile but, it stopped halfway and went back down. His hands cupped my face and looked into my eyes. "Promise me; please just promise me that you'll make out alive. I don't want this to be the last goodbye. I don't want to see you die on TV for everyone delight. If you have to, make some kind of allies with the Careers; that'll help you out for a while. Use your brain and try to make stuff in there, remember what the school taught you. "

"Brother-" my voice sounded like I was shaking out of my skin; which I started to notice that I was actually shaking in his arms. My hands touched his arms; hoping if I held on to him, that fear of everything I had in my stomach would go away.

"No Ava, you have to."

"You know I can't make that kind of promise!" Tears finally fall down my face.

"Then do it now! It's the only time that I ask of you! Ava, you know how hard it is to lose someone so close, remember Eartha, Dad?" when he mention our sister and father name; all I could feel was the pain in my knees. I couldn't tell if I fall to the ground or anything, tears were coming out of my eyes so fast I don't have time to see what I did. Only thing I was doing was gasping for air, that's how badly it got between my brother and I.

The memory of losing Eartha and father was too painful to bear, too hard to swallow back down.

My brother got down to his knees and buried my face in to his shoulder. I cried so hard; my throat was starting to make a weird sounded and at some point I was hiccuping.

When I stopped crying, the Peacekeeper's opened the door; telling my brother that it's time to go. He kissed my forehead. "You'll win right?" I shake my head at his answer; drying my face with my arm skin and waving goodbye to him. He hugged me one last time then as he slowly walked away; still holding on to my hand as far as it can. He let go and walked out of the room. The door was closed again; I pulled my legs up to my chest, feeling the air had slipped out of my lungs again.

We were taking into a car when we were done saying goodbye to everyone and drive to the train; inside the car no one said a word about me turning my back against everyone. My eyes still hurt from crying and since I didn't want anyone asking me why they were so swollen. I keep my eyes looking at the window. I felt like my world started to fall part has we leave District 14 and into where the train station stands on the Platte forum.

The car came to a stop; we get of car and walked up the stairs to the train. Once we were close to the train; the door moved out, pushing Nathan into me then up; slowly allow us to feel the cold air inside the train. Miss Xuan walked inside; her high heels making nose as she walked to the middle of the train.

Nathan looked down at me; telling me to go in. I put my lips in to a thin lie and walked inside the train. The train itself was the most beautiful thing in the world; besides me learning how house are being made in the Capitol. The walls inside the train were made out of cherry stone. The floor felt to smooth and easy to walk in to; its marbles, limestone to be exact. The doors moved to the side but mostly the doors went up; going inside the train top as we walked through.

When we get to the main part; tables and chairs were laid out in a perfect place. A TV stands in the middle of the living room of the train; three couches were around the TV; allowing a small drop where it had pillows lying down. Back to the tables and chairs; there was a door way that opened up to the living room. A window that was at least 8 inches wide and 9 inches in length; it showed that we're still in District 14. Then to the right side; there way a hallway that lead to doors that were closed.

I'm guessing, it was the rooms were I'll be staying until we get to the Capitol.

Miss Xuan walked behind us; placing her hand on the small of my back. I turned to look up to her, watching her eyes looking where in the train. "Isn't this a great? Oh! I can't wait!" She smiled at me then walked ahead of us. I moved my legs to the dining room; where that big window was at. I sat in one of the chairs; allowing myself to stay as clam as possible.

The train started moving slowly but after 10 miles per hour it started to get faster, rounding up to 150 per hour.

{ Hi,

I hoped you like the story so far. My friend told me to write something different, so I made District 14 with her help. I'll write the reason why District 14 was even built. Also, I couldn't put much in the short belief summery, so its here on the first page before you start to read.

I hope you like the character, she'll be a little bit different from this point on :).

Everything that I have written from here, is from my head and doesn't belong to Suzanne Collins besides Katniss and Peeta. she only inspired me to write one of my own :)!

if you have any questions/want to tell me something go head! I like it when someone has something to say, it help me a lot :)! Unless its negative, please don't, I did this pure out of fun and wanted to see where it would go.

Thank you for read!

Stay tune, if you want to know what happens next.}