Authors Note: We are getting closer and closer to getting the tributes to the Capital aren't we? Excited to meet the other tributes soon?

Fairy Tail belongs to Hiro Mashima and the Hunger Games belong to Suzanne Collins.

Chapter Three: Saying Goodbye

The Peacekeepers shoved me into a large room with the walls painted in gold and red. I stumbled forward a few feet and looked back at the people in the white uniforms. Anger and distress filled me as I charged at them. They quickly closed the door and I ran straight into it, my whole body slamming on to the door, causing it to rattle a little. I banged on the door with my fists and left marks on the chestnut colored door. This was unfair.

Letting out a sigh I turned around to look at the room I was thrown in to and saw a red loveseat; not the red my color hair is, but the red of freshly spilled blood on a battle field. The carpet also had red and gold with a single wooden table in the middle of it. I took everything in, starting to feel more distressed and I wasn't even in the games yet.

I walked over to the loveseat and gently sat down, leaning my back against the cushion. I will admit that the furniture is quite comfy.

"You have five minutes with each visitor, Miss Scarlet," The voice of a Peacekeeper said through the door, and I turned my head in the direction of the wooden door.

In came Gray and Lyon, but not their mother. I could only imagine how heartbroken Mika must be. I stood right up and threw my arms around Gray's neck as he rushed over to me, and I hugged Lyon after him, ruffling his spiky white hair.

"Erza, you got this," Lyon informed me, looking me dead in the eyes. "Like my sister Ur, you have a great chance of winning. Prove to them how strong you are!" He was pep talking me, but even I knew he had some doubts. There is always someone who is stronger, faster and smarter than you.

Gray grabbed my shoulders and turned my body to face his, looking me dead in the eyes with a serious look on his face, his eyes burning into mine; determination swimming in them with a touch of worry.

"You're stronger than most of those people in the arena. You have to prove yourself - you have to!" Gray said trying to sound cool and collected, but unlike his brother Lyon, he had full faith in me. "You know how to hunt, you know how to use knives and a bow, and you know how to survive. You have that to your advantage," His grip on my shoulders tightened with each word her spoke. I saw a glisten of something wet in his eyes and I felt myself start to become sad at seeing tears. The last time Gray ever cried was when Ur was killed during the games.

"Gray, Lyon," I said to both of them, making them look me right in the eyes, tears glistening in both of their's. I gripped one of their shoulders with a killer grip. "Please take care of yourselves and my family. You know my mother - she barely is taking care of us now. Keep Wendy safe and fed, please promise me this!" I demanded of them, almost shouting at them.

"I promise," Lyon said looking me dead in the eyes. I nodded my thanks towards him.

I turned towards Gray, who was searching my face like he was looking for something.

"Gray," I whispered, tears threatening to fall from my eyes. "Please…"

He nodded his head multiple times. "Erza, I-"

Gray was cut off by a Peacekeeper walking into the room, who grabbed the brothers by their shoulders and dragged them out of the room I was in. I waved at the two of them one last time, watching them leave the threshold of my room. That was most likely the last time I will ever see Lyon and Gray again.

I grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled it over my shoulder, running my fingers through it, hoping to find some comfort. I started to collect my breathing, wanting to look strong for whoever comes in next. At least the Capital was - sort of - nice enough to let us say our final farewells to the people we care about.

The door opened up again and I saw a good friend of mine from school, the girl I take with me hunting once in a while. The daughter of the Mayor Jude Heartfilia and his wife Layla, Lucy Heartfilia.

I looked into Lucy's large, chocolate brown eyes as she ran over to me, her arms spread wide open. I got up and hugged the seventeen year old right back, my hand gripping her straight blond hair that goes right passed her shoulders. I felt her tears on my back as I let go of the hug, looking right into her eyes. I gave her shoulders a little squeeze, reassuring her.

"Lucy, if anything goes wrong, please watch over everyone I care about," I asked of her. "You have the power to do something, so use it," I demanded, thinking about all the things that could happen after I am gone.

"I will, Erza, but before I leave to go back to my family, I wanted to give you this," Lucy said, gently taking something out of her shirt's pocket. It was an insignia - the Heartfilia's insignia which they call 'Fairy Tail'. "My mother gave this to me during my first reaping for luck. I want you to have it - for luck. You're an amazing girl and friend; I don't want to see you get killed. And if you do get killed, you'll at least have this with you, something that represents home… Also friends and family," Lucy started to cry a little as she opened up my right hand and put the metal necklace in it, slowly closing it afterwards.

"Lucy…" I whispered with my voice quivering. "I can't thank you enough…" I tried keeping myself together, but after this I let a few tears go down my cheeks.

She patted my shoulder and brought me into a hug one last time, which I hugged her back again.

"Goodbye, Erza." Lucy whispered in my ear as the Peacekeeper came right in, grabbing her arm and pulling her away.

I could only stare after her, more tears flowing down my face as the door closed behind her. I fell back onto the couch and covered my mouth with my left hand, staring down at the Fairy Tail insignia she gave me. I moved it around a couple of times, taking in every angle of it. It truly was a beautiful necklace. Opening up the chain of the necklace, I gently put it over my head and moved my hair out of the way as it settled on my neck. I touched it with my right hand, and I felt more tears falling down my cheeks.

The door opened up again and I looked up to see who will be visiting me this time. I quickly got up and rushed over to my family, scooping Wendy up in my arms and hugging her close. As I gently sat my Little Dragon down, I looked up at my mom who rushed over to me and embraced me tightly, not wanting to let go. I hugged her right back, trying so desperately to not listen to the wails of Wendy and the sniffling of Grandeeney. I kept back my tears as Wendy embraced both of us, and I put an arm around her.

I backed away from my mother but kept a firm grip on Wendy, who had her face in my waist as she cried. I gripped Grandeeney's shoulders and looked her dead in the eyes.

"You have to stay strong if I die in the arena, you can't shut down again," I ordered and watched her nod her head firmly, understanding exactly what I was saying. "Wendy is going to need your support through all of this. You have to be there for her," My voice was strict and firm and more demanding then it has been in a long time. "Gray and Lyon will try and help with whatever you need," I informed her, watching her nod at everything I told her. I searched her eyes and found what I was looking for: agreement and a ton of understanding. "Thank you and I love you, Mom," I kissed her forehead before she started to back away from me with tears after tears flowing down her cheeks.

I moved Wendy and I over to the loveseat. I gently touched her shoulder with my hand, making her look right up at me with blurry, tear filled eyes. I gently kissed her forehead and touched both of her cheeks.

"Wendy, stay safe and make sure Mom gets everything done around the house," I asked of her, looking her in the eyes. When I saw her nod her head a couple of time, I brought her into a hug, gently encasing her into my arms, and I knew exactly why I volunteered. After the embrace, I put my hand over her heart and felt it beating, making me think of something to say. "Please know that where ever you are, what you are doing, how old you get, I will always be by your side and watching over you. Your older sister will always love you, my Little Dragon." With that, Wendy burst into a new wave of tears, gripping onto me.

"Promise me that you'll win, Erza!" Wendy wailed, gripping on to me tighter.

"I promise." I answered her in a determined voice. I will try to keep that promise.

That's when the door opened up and Peacekeepers walked right in. One grabbed Grandeeney by her shoulders and started to direct her out of the room, but her eyes stayed glued to me and I softly smiled at her one last time. Wind started to blow into the room making my hair move around a little. The next Peacekeeper lifted Wendy off the loveseat and pulled her off of me.

"Erza!" Wendy cried, reaching her arms out towards me. "No!"

The Peacekeeper put her on his shoulder gently; I gave her a soft smile and a thumbs up, wanting her to have my last image to be confident and loving towards her, not sad and despairing. The man walked out of the room with her screaming, shutting the door gently behind them.

That's when I broke down into tears; my body racked with every sob and my wailing echoing throughout the room as I thought about not seeing my family and friends again, how much pain this will all put them through. But I made my choice and I will go through with it, even though it will kill me in the end.

By the time Jenny came over to my room with Jellal right behind her, I stopped crying and my face wasn't red anymore. I stood up when she greeted me and stormed right out of the room, almost knocking her over when I went to stand next to our male tribute.

"Well, it's time to go!" She sang as she started to walk away from the room I was in.

Jellal and I followed after her, glancing at each other for a quick second before looking in front of us.

It is time to go.

Well, that's all folks. Just a short chapter with some goodbyes. I'm not the best at writing anything sad, so this probably isn't at all sad in any way shape or form. Stay tuned for the next chapter. I apologize for any spelling and grammar mistakes I make.

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