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There was a stunned silence from the District. No one knew what to make of it, there was a chance of anyone being picked really. From the Capitol live stream there was a pause as they got all the bets in and in this new envelope was the list of all the new tributes off the 100th Annual Hunger Games.
I guess Peeta could tell I looked worried so he gave my hand a reassuring squeeze. I smiled at him but I guess it didn't come out that well.

'And we're back live from the Capitol with President Snow,' announced the commentator.
'Welcome back everyone; I hold in my hand the list of all 24 tributes. Now let's begin, I will read out the list for you all and then your escorts will have the tributes come up to the stage as always.' Snow exclaimed.

List of Tributes!

District 1:
Female: Aven Conary
Male: Asthore Bowie

District 2:
Female: Pixie Quinn
Male: Shay Reilly

District 3:
Female: Kerry McKinley
Male: Kevin Lennon

District 4:
Female: Faylinn Enya
Male: Galvin Gallagher

District 5:
Female: Kathleen Ennis
Male: Acton Adair

District 6:
Female: Lyric Manning
Male: Marcell March

District 7:
Female: Beauty Baldwin
Male: Jaguar Ivory

District 8:
Female: Temperance Arabelle
Male: Gareth Orson

District 9:
Female: Evangeline Errol
Male: Evan Fairfax

District 10:
Female: Carnation Chance
Male: Caspian Howe

District 11:
Female: Hallie Gresham
Male: Tyrell Prescott

'And last but certainly not least [President Snow announces] District 12.'
I was certain he looked right at me and it chilled my bones.
'We have a tie for District 12 girls, their names are: Chicory and Crescent Mellark!' Snow shouted.

'NO!' I screamed.
As Chicory and Crescent made their way to the stage the Peacekeepers pulled me into the Justice Building to calm me down. Nothing made me calm down though. My little girls were being ripped away from me by President Snow's filthy hands. WHY?
I couldn't hear who the male tribute was but I would find out soon enough. You know, because I will be mentoring him and trying to keep him alive as well as trying to keep my daughters alive.
I could just about hear the national anthem of Panem playing outside and the doors of the Justice Building opened and in walked Peeta, Chicory, Crescent and a little boy whose name I couldn't remember. They all looked very solemn and grave.

I ran into Peeta's arms and he gave me a big hug. The girls and the boy had already been taken into their rooms to await visitors. We weren't allowed to visit them but we would see them soon enough on the train.
'What's the boys' name?' I asked.
'Wesley Carston,' Peeta announced.
I don't think I knew the Carston family. I would still try and get him out of the games alive but my first priority was the girls. I wouldn't be able to survive without either one of them.

While the girls were getting visits we were driven to the train station to wait for them there. Once on the train I went to the bedroom I shared with Peeta and lay down on the bed and cried. Peeta offered some comfort but I couldn't be consoled.
I guess Peeta left the room to meet Chicory, Crescent and Wesley but I don't really remember anything as I fell into a dreamless sleep.

I woke up suddenly and decided to check where everyone was. My stomach was rumbling so as I exited the room I made my way down to the dining carriage. No one was in there so I just grabbed 2 buttered rolls and went to look in the other carriages.
After a few minutes I found them just starting the recap of the games. Chicory and Crescent saw me and smiled. I guess it was lucky that I could keep an eye on them in the games and keep them alive as long as I could.

'Hey everyone, sorry I was a little bit busy earlier but how's the recap going?' I asked shakily.
'Ok I guess [says Peeta] but because the twist was all about betting on who would most likely win it, most of the tributes are older. Apart from the girls and Wesley here.'
'Hi Wesley, I'm Katniss and I will be your shared mentor with Peeta.' I quickly said, he probably knew who I was but now we have properly met.
'Maybe we should talk about it a little later Peeta.' I said unsteadily.
'Your right, Katniss.' Peeta responded.
'By that she means she just wants to talk about it when we're asleep,' Chicory muttered.
'Is something wrong, Chicory?' I asked.
'Yeah, actually there is, Mum!' Chicory said.
'What might that be?' I whispered, afraid of the response I would get.
'The problem is that me, Chicory and Wesley are all going into the Hunger Games arena to fight to the death when we're only 12. We have no chance against all these other tributes that are older than us. And you know it too, admit it. You have no idea how you're going to get us all out alive and its never going to happen. Chances are none of us are getting out alive!' Chicory shouted.

We all sat there stunned, I think Chicory was even a little taken aback about what she had said and her little outburst. Chicory looked at us all and then ran out of the room, slamming the door behind her.

'I'll go and see if she's alright,' Peeta started.
'No, let me go Peeta. I think I have some advice I can give her.' I replied.
'Ok, you go but if you need any help just let me know.' Peeta agreed.

I nodded and then walked through the train carriages. I decided to check the girls' bedroom. But of course that would be the obvious place for me to find Chicory. I had already checked most of the train but there was one place very dear to me which I thought might be the place to find her…

The Roof!

I climbed the stairs to the roof quietly so as not to frighten her. When I got to the top of the stairs I saw Chicory sitting on the window sill, her eyes streaming with tears. At the sight my heart ached for her.
I walked to her and sat opposite but Chicory wouldn't look at me.
'Chicory, I know how you must feel. Trust me, I've felt it. Remember, I was in the games too.' I said.
'But you didn't have a twin sister also going in there.' She snapped back.
'You're right, I didn't. But I had my little sister Prim who was chosen and I made the decision to go in for her.' I choked out. Talking about Prim still broke my heart.
'It's not the same though, Mum.' Chicory explained helplessly, the fight swept out of her.
'Chicory, I'll be with you every step of the way. Always in your heart, guiding you AND Crescent to victory. Both Dad and I will be helping you all we can!' I whispered softly.
Chicory looked at me and then sank into my arms, weeping. I pulled her close to me and soothed her as best I could.
After a while Peeta came up and kneeled down beside Chicory.
'Hey, Chick. You all right now?' Peeta asked, caringly.
'Yes Dad. You and Mum are going to be in my heart guiding me through the games and helping me and Crescent all you can. Aren't you Dad?' Chicory exclaimed.
'Yes, of course we are. Now, I think you should head to bed. Crescent's already getting ready for bed and you've got a long day ahead of you tomorrow.' Peeta said.
'Ok Dad. Night Mum, love you. Night Dad, love you.' Chicory beamed at us before making her way down to her room.

We called goodnight after her.
'So how did it go?' Peeta asked.
'Well, she was angry at first but I just told her that we'd be there all the way with her and Crescent and then she just got upset. And then you found us.' I replied.
'Sounds ok now then. Well, we better get some rest too. We have the Chariots tomorrow and then we have the training time. Not long now.' Peeta murmured.

We walked to our room together and fell asleep in each others arms.