Basicly just more information on the Mellark siblings, real chapter will start as soon as I write it and maybe I get a review or two, It will follow Sky, but it won't be in his point of view, just following him.
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The Mellark children always knew they would be thrown into the games. Katniss and Peta had told them from the time they were able to understand word on that they would be reaped, that they would be put in the games.
What Katniss had started in her games would never be forgetten in the Capitol. The people loved her, she was still one of the victors, one that got a happy ending. But the leaders, the gamemakers, wouldn't let it go. Katniss was the reason they almost lost control over their districts. That wasn't good.
Katniss and Peta married, had two little kids and were 'happy and filled with love' but both knew tradgey would rip through the family soon enough, both knew that their children would be reaped, and would have a very hard time in winning.
Grace Rue Mellark was older then her brother,she had the brown hair and olive seam look, but her eyes were Peta's, pale, clear, honost blue eyes, that showed all emotion that ever crossed the girls mind. She was a good person, she took food to the hungry, she nursed the sick, she fixed the broken. She was like Prim and Peta mixed together.
Sky Stephen Mellark was colder then his sister. He had the blonde hair and pale skin of the merchant class people of District 12, his eyes were his mothers though, those cool, unfazed grey eyes of the seam. Sky had the aim with an arrow of his mother. He did what was best for him, thats what differed him from Grace. He was a mix of Katniss and Gale. As much as Katniss hated to aknowledge that fact.
Grace and Sky had been trained since birth by their parents and 'uncle' Haymich, they were careers of their own right.
Katniss knew that the Gamemakers were waiting for the perfect year to reap her kids. She knew that they would have targets from day one. Peta loved his children, but would give anything to not have them in this world, where they would most likely die.
Grace was scared for the games, she figured that she couldn't do it, she knew she couldn't. But Sky, Sky was confidant, he was strong like his father, and stealthy like his mother. Neather of them wanted to be reaped.
Katniss, Peta and Haymich made sure to force the kids to watch the games. Every year, getting ideas of what to do, who to follow, where to fit in, they planned out stragetys. Everyhting was prepared.
Sky and Grace agreed on everything, except one thing: Who to fall in with.
"Careers are ovbiously the best bet Gracie,"Sky said as he went to pull his knife out of the tree, "Misfits won't get you anywhere."
"Careers won't let eather of us with them,"Grace countered, watching her brother.
As if to prove a point Sky lodged the knives in his hand in the shape of a smling face, "Not good enough is it Grace? You may not be, but I,"He threw a nose, "Am."
Grace winced back, "Fine. Thats your way. But you're being to full of yourself."
Sky looked at his sister, "I don't think so. I am realising my skill. Which I have. Instead of standing there glaring, why don't you learn how to do something that'll save you eventually."
With Sky left the house, retreating to he woods, where he could hunt. The fence wasn't electrified, never was. Sky retreaved his bow from the hallow tree and followed his mothers footsteps.
Sky had taken Gale's place as Katniss' hunting partner, he was just as good, if not better as Katniss.
Grace went to the bakery to help her father. The seventeen year old girl found peace in making and decorating, like Peta. "Dad,"Grace said quietly,"If I make it through this reaping im home free aren't I?"
Grace was born the day before reaping, she would be eighteen the day before reaping. "Yes Gracie, but we shouldn't jinx it."
Katniss and Sky, Peta and Grace. They were a family, a very worried, scared for death family. But nevertheless they loved eachother, and Haymich.