Longest Chapter Ever! "As of October 28, 2013." Okay you just made me forget everything I was going to say. "Good."

Oh yeah! Sorry the chapter took forever! Its called writers' block and getting things together in one chapter. Okay, done deal. Lets get this show "coughcoughstorycough" on the road! "coughcoughinternetcough"

Chapter Four - I Want Some Answers∞

I walk home and find it empty. There's a note on the wall which reads, "Alanna, if you find this and Mom and Dad aren't here, we're looking for you. Amy is still here at home- maybe. If you're hungry, some fruit has been left out for you on the table."

I tear down the note and look over the bottom level rooms. Nothing. On the kitchen table in a fancy white bowl are strawberries and pineapple slices. I eat some strawberries and carry up one of the pineapple slices as I walk up the stairs. I check every room until I get to Amy's. Its unlocked and when I open it, Amy is conked out on her bed. Her head and one of her arms hangs off.

I almost laugh. But my eyes fall to a crumpled paper on the ground. I pick it up and turn it over. In red, scribbled pen, it reds in capitol letters "The Abandoned : 9:00pm"

"Thats curfew," I mutter. I stuff the paper in my pocket and position my sister to a more comfortable posture on her bed. When her eyes pop open suddenly and she only looks blankly at me, I want to ask her about the note.

"Amy, whats this?" I ask and hold it out to her.

She rolls her eyes, as if asked this before (or maybe just plainly annoyed with me for that still untold reason), but still reads it. Instead of opening her mouth, Amy shakes her head as for no.

"Can you at least tell me something in words?" I beg.

Amy pulls the blankets over her head.

Sighing, I walk out the room. I need to talk to someone.

"Is Lea home?" I ask.

Mrs. Merrill turns her head to shout but Lea comes right to the door.

"Yes Alanna?" she asks.

I pull her out the house and into an ally. Then I show her the note. "The Abandoned. Nine p.m."

"Thats right at curfew."

"I know that. But I want to see whats going on there?"

Lea takes the note from my hands and inspects it. "Where'd you get it?"

"I found it on the floor of Amy's room. She wouldn't tell me anything about it. Only shook her head no."

"Strange... Oh!"

My eyes pop wide. "What?"

"The Abandoned is a meeting place for something. This guy named Kyro came to our door and said something about a battle and meetings at The Abandon's address. My dad shooed him off. Apparently this Kyro dude has a very rebellious attitude and a bad rap to his name."

I think of what I saw the other day. "I passed the place and saw a bunch of people in there arguing yesterday."

Lea's eyebrow went up. "Then this note could be expired, to the least."

"Something else too. You can tell me things, so tell me now, whats this about me causing something, battles, secret meetings?"

Lea shook her head, her face filled with dismay. "You know all those things Antonio said about you, Wade, District Five?"

"Weak," Antonio said "District Five, the weakest District ever to exist in Panem. Shame on them." He laughed. "All of them. Not just you two. All of them. Too caught up on such things to worry about the real matter."

And that was only one of the many.

I shudder. "Ye…yes."

Lea puts a hand on my shoulder and her voice began to shake. "Theres been a lot of tension. People want to show District One we are the opposite of that."

I got confused. "But how? We can't travel between Districts."

"I don't know. Maybe thats what this meeting-" she taps on the note- "is all about. Alanna, its scary. People are taking sides. Opinions. Fight back, stay low, ignore it, who's to blame. People are… are saying-" I can literally see her shoulders shake- "That we need to punish District One… for everything Antonio said… your condition… and your brother… Wade… and-"

Changing the subject before tears appear, I interrupt "Maybe we should go to this meeting. In secret."

"You sure, Alanna? I mean, its risky. We could be caught, especially you of all people if this is the case."

"I want some answers so we'll have to find them. This meeting might help me find some."

"But why should I be going?"

"You don't have to."

Lea sighs, and nods her head.

"Alright," I say "How about tonight, at eight-thirty, dress in black, head to toe. Okay?"

"Okay, Alanna, but if we end up getting caught-"

"I have a feeling we might."

"Then why!"

I turn my head. "I should go home. My parents don't know-"

Before Lea can protest, I turn and run. Suddenly I'm overcome with the feeling of adventure. A different kind, unlike the Hunger Games. Like outlaws I've read in those old-times books. Breaking the law, really.

Yes, its a bad thing, but I want to do something. Even this.

When I get home, my parents are there at the kitchen table with some paper. The moment I enter the kitchen, three arms envelope me into a hug.

"Oh my gosh, Alanna, we've missed you!" My mom cried.

"Where have you been?" Dad asks.

"The Woods and missed curfew," I explain "Then I came back here, noticed you were gone, and went to Lea's."

"You should've left a note!" Mom exclaims.

My eyes drift to the paper on the table. Its four sheets, three laid out side-to-side and one on top of them all. I look at that sheet and see its a paper of what looked like printed codes.

"What're these?" I ask and set my hand on them.

My dad removes my hand and says, "Some files we were looking at. Now, I want to show you something. Grab Amy too and come outside."

I screamed for Amy from down below as Dad lead me outside. He lead me back behind the house where four bicycles sat, one of the two transportations possible in District 5. These were pink, green, black, and sky blue, made of metal with a black leather seat.

I set my hand on the green bike. "Are they ours?" I asked.

"Yes," Dad said and he smiled. "The green one is yours."

"But I've never ridden a bike before."

"Neither has Amy or your mother but I have. I'll teach you all."

Mom came out with Amy, whom's eyes glistened at the sight of the bicycles. She opened her mouth, as if to speak, but pursed her lips tightly at the sight of me.

Dad hopped onto the black bike. For a second as he wobbled, I thought he would fall. He had ridden a bike, yes, as a child before he had to burn it for fuel in an awful winter. It had been a while. As a plus to my worry, he lost his arm in an electric plant accident several years ago. I wasn't sure how he was balanced.

But my father surprised me. He knocked up the kickstand and and sped off. He laughed as he rode around, one handed, until he stopped and asked, "Who wanna learn how to ride?"

It took an hour, but soon the whole McLee family was riding down the streets of District 5. It had to stop when a man waved at us. My parents and Amy stopped, and so I did too when I looked at him.

The man had wispy light red and gray hair on the top of his big head. His skin was about as milky colored as most people in District 5. His brown eyes looked calm and in control but he was tall and a bit muscular, as if ready to smash down on any person who got in his way. He wore torn jeans and a gray shirt than hung on his thin body but the emotion on his face made him look like he was in charge, regardless of appearance.

I got the impression this was the Kyro I kept hearing about. Why else would my family stop to look at this waving man? Why else would about about a quarter of the crowd stop and look at this pitiful looking man and the rest take a glance and quickly walk or pedal away? Only the Peacekeepers didn't seem interested.

They probably didn't have a clue.

The man stepped up to my dad and I tensed. The man whispered something into my dad's ear and his eyes widen. "Honey, we need to go home and get some rest," Dad began "We're working the late shift tonight. He said so."

I knew this was some sort of thing people would be in cahoots about. My mom nodded and said to the man, "Thank you, Quentin, we forgot."

"My pleasure to be reminding you," the man said, whom I believed wasn't really Quentin "I am the boss of the 4th solar factory after all." He laughed and walked away.

I knew it was a cult, but I saved my question until we got home. When Amy ran off inside the house, I asked my parents, "Your lying about this Quentin man and working late at the 4th solar factory."

"Alanna, would we lie to you?" Mom asked sharply.

"I know for a fact the solar factories can't operate at night," I said "How can they when the moon is only up and its dark?"

My parents became wary and hesitant. I asked, "Was that man Kyro?"

"No," they both said.

"You're lying again," I pronounced "Was that man Kyro? What are you really doing?"

The silver arrow glinted in the moonlight like a star, standing out in a world of incomplete darkness. I could see marks of dried blood on it too, making parts of it look dull and gray, blending in with the world around it. The feathers were transparent but I could see the white lines. The arrow sped through the dim darkness and moonlight. I could see it go all the way down.

I shook my head, trying to remove the thought.

My parents looked at me kindly, as if that will make up anything. Unsure what to say, my parents marched right past me for their rooms.

At 8:20pm, my parents head out for their "late shift," leaving me with Amy, who fell asleep upstairs. I waited until they sped away on their bikes before I began.

I dressed in all black, using the new clothes that were mostly black I got from Rivers. I grabbed a black scarf and gloves, knowing it was cold out at nighttime. There was even black hats that I grabbed two of. Rivers probably thought I'd stay with this fashion line all year round and got me clothes for every single season. Stuffing the second black hat and another pair of gloves into my pockets, I went outside.

The chilly, windy air made the tip of my nose ice and my face sting. I found my bike and hopped onto it. It was already getting dark enough to make it hard to see, but my eyes adjusted as the world dimmed. My fear was when the streetlights were shut off at 9:00pm and the sun fully went down.

Somehow, though, I found myself in the alleyway a couple houses from Lea's. I stepped up to her door and knocked.

Her mother answer. "Hello, Alanna," she said "what are you doing 8:32 at night?"

Before I could answer, Lea came down with a sack, still wearing colorful clothes. "Me and Alanna are gonna hang out," Lea said.

"Okay, but be back before curfew," Mrs. Merrill said.

"I will," Lea said and ran out.

Once the door closed, Lea sighed, "At least I hope so."

"Maybe so, maybe not. I'm thinking the latter."

Lea threw her arms in the air. "Seriously! I mean, we could be caught!"

"You said that already."

"I worry about you sometimes… I mean-"

"No, thats fine." I motioned towards the sack in her hand with a questioning look.

"My mom gets suspicious when I'm all black. She believes I'm going goth or something. But I think she's worried about my dad. He went out saying he was going to the market and hasn't been back yet."

My eyes widen. I recalled how my parents said they were taking a "night shift." "You believe he's at the meeting too?"

Lea nodded, worry in her eyes. "I'm going to sneak back and change. You, just stay put."

As Lea ran off, I wondered what was probably going on in The Abandoned. I knew my parents and that guy "Quentin" - I mean Kyro - were going if it were a meeting. And it was tonight, I knew that for sure. But, if what Lea said was true, about people taking sides, there could be a lot of people there discussing something. Something to fight District One? My only question is how? District Five is westward of two Districts and the Capitol as far as I learned in school. Plus, they're far apart.

All I knew was that whoever was planning anything, if any, then they might be in deep trouble. Unless they're not caught as I hope me and Lea won't.

Suddenly, I slipped. I felt my skin on my thighs and belly rip open with so much pain and spell out blood. I slid down on gravel-like dirt which was heading into a huge ravine with darkness in the bottom just less than a couple feet away from my shoes. I clawed at it the gravel, but the pain in my legs and how fast I was sliding down the gravel slowed me down. I knew right there I was going to die.

I shuddered when Lea came back, dressed in a black shirt with a bright blue patch, dark gray jeans, and not-so-recently polished black shoes.

"Here," I said and handed her the gloves and hat from my pocket.

"Thanks," Lea said and put them on. "I'm not really as rich as you are."

"Hope that doesn't make any difference, as if I care."

"It doesn't. I don't care if your rich, poor, homeless or living in a McMansion. You're alive and all that matters."

I smiled. "Thanks."

"Just don't get killed on this 'mission'."

"I make no promises. Now, follow me. I have a way we can get there quicker."

I lead her down to where my bike lay against a leanly brick wall. What I realized was that if it was easy to spot in the dark alley, it would be easy to spot when night fell completely.

"You got a bike," Lea exclaimed quietly "Lucky."

"I've seen multiple people carpooling on a bike so why not you?"

My best friend's hazel eyes widen. "Yea and most of the time they fall off."

"Then how about you petal and I carpool."

"I just told you not to get killed. And I don't want to either."

"You can either ride on the handle bars-" I patted them "Or the cover of the back tire-" I patted that too.

After a short debate, Lea found herself on the cover of the back tire with her arms and legs wrapped around me as I sped, err… wobbled, out the alleyway. By then the street and building lights were flickering on and off slowly 10 times, meaning 10 minutes until curfew took action.

"The Abandoned is a ways off, Alanna," Lea said "You sure we can make it?"

"Maybe we'll make it before the Peacekeepers start to march around or when I begin to doubt seeing," I replied.

He lost his grip to the saliva and fell, not without pulling my leg again. The tips of my fingers grinded against the rock-face of the ravine as I came down. They found another ledge, just that one leg. I was sure my leg was dislocated from Antonio holding onto it because I could no longer move it without some extreme pain and disfiguration. I looked down in blackness, saw Antonio falling, catching a ledge, and I watched it give way from under him. Antonio fell farther down, farther down, into oblivion, screaming his last as he vanished.

I swerved and Lea gave a yelp. She gripped my handlebars and steered the bike away from a building we were about to collide with. Then she dragged her feet to stop.

"Alanna," she said "You okay?"

I rubbed my eyes, trying to clear the image. "It was another… flashback. I get them a lot."

"I know, I know."

"Except this one… was Antonio's death. Which brings up the question... that changes everything."

"What?"

"Did I really kill him? Did I really kill Antonio el Brice?"

"Don't you know?"

"Everyone says its hard to dissect and I find it hard to understand myself. I mean, I did spit in his face. But it wasn't that that brought him down."

"Then what was it?"

"I don't know, I don't know."

The street lights gave their warning flicks again, 5 times this time. Thats when the Peacekeepers' white suits came into view.

"We don't have much time, Lea," I uttered "You're positioned correctly?"

"Yes, yes. Drive- I mean, petal safely this time."

I kicked off, but a Peacekeeper's halts forced me to stop. I would've sped off if it wasn't for the strict laws of District 5. Most say its because we produce most- if not all- of Panem's electricity that even the Capitol wants to rely on as much as food.

"You're the victor, right?" the Peacekeeper asked and towered over me and my friend. He set his big hand on the handlebars but kept his baton to his side.

I winced, not wanting to be recognized as 'the victor.'

"Yes," I responded.

"The Victors' Village is quite a distance from here. You'll never make it in less than 5 minutes."

"Unless you let me and my friend go, then we might."

The Peacekeeper rolled his eyes and let go of my bike. At that moment, I kicked off again and petaled as fast as I could, weaving between Peacekeepers with their armed weapons and District Five citizens trying to get home. It was worse because it was getting harder to see in the dimming light.

When the lights gave one flick, me and Lea were probably a couple blocks from The Abandoned. By then there was no one in the streets except a few Peacekeepers. One shouted at us, but not wasting time, I sped on.

"We're almost home!" Lea shouted at him.

The lights shut off, leaving the last few rays of sunlight to illuminate the road. But it wasn't very bright. I turned into an alleyway that was a couple buildings from The Abandoned.

"C'mon," I whispered. Me and Lea hopped off my bike and made a dash for the alley next to The Abandoned. We hid in the shadows, watching Peacekeepers stroll by for a little while, maybe 5 or 6 minutes, before stopping at their posts.

I peeked out the alley. It was getting darker but I was still able to see that the closest Peacekeeper down the street wasn't looking our direction.

Wade reached at the end of the sliding dirt and nearly got caught in it himself. He lurched his body at me and Hugo held on Wade's legs with all his might to pull us up. He yelled for someone.

I shuddered. A hand placed itself on my elbow. Knowing it was Lea's, I looked for a way to get in, just as I heard talking. It was hard to dictate though but just audible.

"You hear that?" I whispered softly.

"Yes," Lea muttered "There is a meeting tonight."

"As far as I know, my parents are attending. We just gotta get in."

I pulled my hat and scarf more so it'd cover more of my face. Me and Lea looked at the walls for a way in (do I have to explain why we don't use doors at curfew with Peacekeepers marching in the street? Hopefully not). We found this break in the wall where the bricks caved inside to the wall. It was small enough for us to slid under on our stomachs.

I've been in The Abandoned a few times, but not recently. The Abandoned was once the Peacekeepers' office, as I've been told, then converted to a school, then it was a temporary hospital when this rare epidemic broke out about some 30 years ago. It became vacant because of the rumor of germs still living there, besides the fact that it was sprayed down. Though abandoned buildings are rare in District 5 since we're such a small District and every acre (not the Woods, strangely) has to be used. I was still surprised when I entered the place. It looked like it was once a hospital and a school, not much an office though, then torn up in a war. Things were strew all over the place from bricks to cobwebs. The walls that once was painted were now peeling gray in the twilight. Metal air vents ran along just under the ceiling, moving from room to room, possible homes for bugs. Cots, some with moth-attacked blankets and pillows, overturned and dusty. Where there were doorways, the doors were gone or fallen with mold. Worse was the smell of burning plastic and human waste combining with the stale, unmoving air.

Chills like cold fingers ran up my spine. How could a meeting go on here?

Lea coughed. Whether it was from the ventilation or just time's sake, I caught the message.

"I remember seeing a bunch of people hunched by the window that has a street view," I recalled "They could be there."

"Why would they even be out in the open?" Lea asked in a hushed voice "Or at least viewable, no matter what time of day?"

"If I remember, that room is really big. If they had more space for more people then they would move there. What if they'd put up some cover over the window but it fell when I noticed?"

"Its possible."

"So very possible. And I'm not sure who exactly we're dealing with."

"Kyro, your mom and dad, my dad-"

"Okay, I don't wanna hear the list."

We crept forward together, trying to keep warm in this damp building, stepping over things we'd rather not get our feet into. We walked into a hallway lined with vacant door openings until we got to the front room.

Empty except for a still-standing wooden table. On it were some papers, three laid out under a top one, just like in my kitchen.

Me and Lea looked over the papers. It was hard to see because of the darkness. The top one looked like numbers and letters. "Codes," I said. We looked at the three others. Two of them together by the long side was a diagram of something. The last sheet was really a paper-clipped packet of documents, which became impossible to read at this point of time.

"They might've been here," Lea whispered "But gone now."

"Or just moved their meeting place," I suggested "But I guess they forgot their papers. The Abandoned is a large and good place to stay in secret."

Lea scooped up the papers just as we heard a shout. Turning to the open window, a Peacekeeper's eyes were staring right at us. He shouted and ran to the door.

"Run!" the two of us both whispered.

Me and Lea dashed out the room into the hallway. We dove into the first doorway we saw and hid under a cot that still was standing.

I saw Naomi, wet and stumbling, climb the hill. The moment our eyes met, I purposely pulled down Snake and took the knife to my upper left arm. I cried out painfully and lightning struck, followed by thunder.

Naomi smiled and said, "Ready to die?"

Snake jumped up in front of me and-

The torture from my mind didn't last longer than intended, as my flashback was interrupted by the sound of hard boots stepping on a door, across from ours, followed by the Peacekeeper's rough call for us.

Lea looked at my fearfully and mouthed the words "What now?"

I looked around the room. A few overturned beds and chairs, a partially broken window that didn't have enough space to climb out of. Clearly no way out. Until I heard an echoey voice.

"Somebody's here. Shush."

It sounded like it was from the ceiling. I looked up and so did Lea. It looked like an air vent, its door hanging on its last screw as it hung out the wall just inches from the ceiling. Air conditioning is something that hardly ever works in District 5, but I knew they tunneled everywhere in large buildings like schools or factories or here.

Lea was thinking the same thing I was.

"Can we get up there?" she mouthed, pointing to the vent.

I shrugged. The ceiling the air vent was mounted on was double my height floor to the vent. My eyes scanned a way up and matched with a cot and the window's thin railing. I pointed this out to Lea and she nodded.

As a last thought, I took a slab of broken glass and threw it swiftly down the hall. The Peacekeeper turned from a room and dashed down to where the sound was made.

"Go, go!" I ushered.

I let Lea step onto the cot first and jump for the window. She grabbed hold of the window's railing and reached for the vent. It was big and strong enough to hold her weight and lock her inside.

I stood on the cot first. I looked to the floor and gulped, thinking the ravine I attempted to jump over…

"Alanna…" whispered Lea.

I shook my head and jumped. I grabbed hold of the railing and lost it.

I screamed.

A hand grabbed one of mine. Lea struggled to hold me that wouldn't be any much longer. I gripped the air vent and pulled myself up just as the Peacekeeper stumbled in.

"Hey you two!" he yelled.

I slid into the air vent as shots of gun fire rang out. Only twice, but stopped. There was no way the Peacekeeper would get us now, no way he could fit or get up to our level. But he didn't give up yet. Me and Lea held each other and stayed silenced and motionless as the Peacekeeper banged the air vent with his baton, making loud, metallic sounds echoing loudly in our ears.

"What's going on here?"

The Peacekeeper stopped.

"I saw two figures in here. Jumped into the vent."

Some silence then "Its impossible to get up there."

"Two kids just did!"

"Its the citizens' curfew. No way they would risk it. Maybe you saw ghosts - the place is haunted after all."

"I don't believe in myths like that." Silence then "Then again, I am getting old… probably just seeing things."

"Just get back on your post."

Some footsteps, then nothing.

"That was close," Lea said.

"No kidding," I answered. Followed by another echoey voice saying "Sounds like they're gone."

Lea pointed in the direction it could've come from, straight. The air vent was small and boxy, the metal sharply cold under my hands, with old hanging webs and bugs hanging around. All difficult to see in the pitch black. I tried to ignore them, but it was hard not to. Me and Lea just followed the discussing voices that bounced around, slowly getting louder and less distant, but still in a jarble.

"The white uniform might…"

"Caught with dire…"

"Got the factory manager in…"

"Get our hands with some weapons…"

"Show them not to mess with our people…"

I heard a scream and everyone stopped fighting each other to look. Antonio appeared from the darkness of the Cornucopia's mouth. His arm was wrapped around someone. The dark brown eyes were wide. The dark face…

Lea caught my troubles. She whispered "It'll be okay."

Light increased and in a matter of time, me and Lea could peek down to a larger room, bigger than the one before, with lots of people in old chairs or mostly on the floor on the perimeter of the room, talking and holding papers. A few of them were in the middle. A man a didn't recognize with sleek black hair and milky skin, that man on the street who I know by now is Kyro, and… my dad.

I took a deep breath and watched.

My dad opened his mouth, turned a page in a packet of paper he held, and said, "As said, we will have some men as worker go to District One to fix the electric problem happening there, as said. Will come to in a couple of weeks. There we will attack the District's citizens-"

"Show them we aren't weak," said another man, followed by a chorus of the same words. I immediately recognized the man as Lea's dad.

"Things are going fine right now," Kyro said "So far, its on schedule that the problem hasn't been fixed by electricians in One. Too stupid to figure it out."

A man sitting down against the wall nodded with approval and looked up. His face snarled to disturbance and he said, "We have spies."

All eyes were turned to us. I saw my mom and some others I recognized. Worse was Keith was there. His mouth gaped like the most of them, but his blue eyes were upset.

"Come down now," said the third standing man "We'll catch you."

I pulled my hat down lower to my eyes so they were half covered. I looked at Lea, who muttered "We're caught. I surrender."

I wiggled my way out first. The standing man caught me and lowered my gently to the ground, but his arms wrapped around my waist tightly then moment my feet touched the ground.

Lea came peeling out and was caught by my dad. I couldn't see her eyes by the brim of her head. I hoped no one would, but it was hopeless to anyway.

Another man with blond hair and pale skin walked up to the two of us. I looked to the ground and felt my hat and scarf taken off. A gasp rippled through the crowd.

"Alanna and Amy?" Dad said, shocked.

"No," Lea said just as her fearful face was stripped of her hat and scarf. "Its Lea Merrill."

"What are you doing here, girls?" my mom asked sharply, standing up.

"I…" I began "I want some answers. I mean, seriously? What did I cause, a battle against District One? Antonio said some nasty words but-"

"It was more than nasty words, Alanna," the blond-haired man said, his eyes glaring at me. "They caused more pain than you can think."

"But they only did to survive the Hunger Games," I said "I mean, if I had killed someone from One, would they want to stand up and attack?"

"They killed for the glory of it," Kyro said "And normally we wouldn't take our stances we are using now, but this time we are. And our reasoning goes far deeper than that, young McLee. Your mental insanity is caused by the horrific death of your District Partner, the deaths caused by Antonio.

"Another reason is our sides. The Hunger Games were only a way for these two Districts to get to each other, causing not only rivalry but hatred. Your brother is dead because of Marco, Antonio's brother. And there's more on the other side, District One. Aaron killed the girl from One that two years ago. Last year, the girl from One was killed in her sleep by the pair of our District, only to be discovered. Should I go on with the list?"

I shook my head.

"Also," Kyro continued "The families. Its the families thats been scarred the worst. The entire population of District Five has been targeted. We've been shown weak to the entire country, and we won't let that stereotype stick."

Kyro turned to my the blond man. "Can you escort our intruders to a place of comfort? We cannot let them stay to listen to our plans."

Another man jumped up. "They're in it as much as anyone."

"They're too young and immature right now," Kyro said "They cannot handle this." He turned to the blond man. "You already know everything. Go on, stay with them for tonight until curfew is over."

I hardly noticed when me and Lea's hands were tied together with our scarves and we were taken out. Neither did I notice my mom silently scolding me or the blank, empty stares following me and Lea across the room. I didn't even notice Lea whispering my name, trying to get me to focus. Impossible. My mind was occupied with understanding what Kyro Wednt just said. And I got most of it and it got me taking sides.

It got me not wanting a battle.

But then again, I want to show District One up too, for many reasons, but mostly for revenge. What Kyro didn't see with the families was the rivalry. Marco el Brice killed Aaron, so I killed Marco's brother in return. They would only agitate the two sides now.

Then I caught myself. I remembered what I said before, not being a murder, then I just admitted I killed Antonio. Did I kill him? And what for? Revenge? How is this reflecting everywhere else?

Only time can tell.

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