A/N
Yay. I updated, I am so, so sorry it took me so long to get this chapter to you guys. The good news is that the pictures are done and up on my deviantart. There is a link on my profile. I've just had so much trouble writing, with having just recently finishing my HSC. And life in general not really cooperating with me. The next chapter should hopefully be up soon. And I want to tell you that I cleaned up the previous chapters, and deleted the chapters that were not part of the story. Thanks to
DarkStorm, PowerOfIreland, SingingTillImPurpleInTheFace7 and NataliaRoma97 for reviewing the last Chapter.


Scymon and I are pulled from the car at the train station. Peacekeepers stand either side of us, as we're directed towards the only open door on the train. Seeing no other option I make my way towards the door, out of the corner of my eye I see Scymon shrug, and follow after me. Watching my back. I started wondering what he and Ella had talked about, before I catch myself and shut that thought down. Instead focusing on the interior of the train.

The sleek metal outside, was little compared to the inside. Its walls were no longer reflective, but still obviously metallic. A long hallway led past many doors, at the end of it, there was an arch. Which was were our escort was leading us.

"I thought you poor dears must be hungry." She told us, beckoning with one hand. Until District 9 Victor (Syllia Graystorm) stepped in front of her.

"Actually" she cut in "I think that they would prefer to wash up first." Casting a glare at Maya, she turned to us, a sympathetic smile on her face. "Your rooms are up the other end of the hall. Lucia first left. Scymon first right." She directed.

I nod numbly, then turn around and follow Scymon back to our rooms.

Once I'm in the room, I freeze. It's huge.

Carefully I open one of the closet doors, and am shocked speechless by the sheer amount of clothes. I reach in and pull one out, holding it up I'm surprised to see that it's my size. I put it back before grabbing another one at random. Its looks like it will fit me as well. Putting it back I look for something to wear, eventually I decide on one.

It's a dress, because that's the only thing they have here. And it's a soft yellow colour, which reminds me of home, even if I just left. I put it on the giant bed, before making my way towards the door I think leads to the bathroom.

In the room I see a shower, and wow, I've never even used one of these. Once I've managed to turn the water on, and get it to a nice temperature, I strip off my clothes and stand underneath the spray. Underneath the water, I let all the emotions I've been trying to ignore free.

A sob rips its way out of me, and my whole body shakes with its force. Others quickly follow. I stand under the flow, long after the tears have dried up. Washing way the evidence of my breakdown.

Once I'm out and dressed I make my way down the hall, following the annoyingly loud laughter of Maya.

I walk through the arch, and see the others are already out at the table, Maya laughing loudly at something I had missed. Scymon looks up when I enter, and he smiles softly at me. I try to smile back, but is must come out wrong because his smile slips away, and he looks concerned.

"You were in your room for a while dear," Syllia comments casually "Your friend was starting to get worried. I was just trying to tell him that you must have been trying to pick out something suitable to wear from the pile of Capitol rubbish"

I grasp at the excuse she gave me and nod, ignoring Maya's offended gasp.

"The clothing provided is not rubbish, Miss Graystorm. No matter how much you may think it otherwise" she trilled. I watched as Scymon covered a smile with his hand, while Syllia looked back at Maya unabashed.

"What I meant Filli, was that the type of clothing worn in the Capitol is much too extravagant for simple folk like us at District 9" she replied, a bite obvious in her tone. But not obvious enough for Maya, who didn't seem to notice, and instantly looked appeased.

Scymon turned his attention to me, and gestured for me to take a seat. I dart into the seat next to him, and help myself to the food within my reach. Fitting as much into my mouth as I could. Next to me Scymon smiled at my antics, whereas Maya tsked at me from her seat. Complaining about my manners.

Almost too soon, I'm pulled from my seat. I look up and see Scymon holding my arm, I whine at him. Pulling back to the table. He just smiles at me, shaking his head.

"Come on Lu, we're gonna watch the other Reaping's."

Reluctantly I let him lead me to the lounge and hold me close as the recaps start playing.