A/U: I know they are out of order but people aren't answering me back, if these people don't answer both their tributes will die in the bloodbath. I'm sorry but I really want to get going. Anyways enough of my ranting, here's the Goodbyes of D5! ENJOY! :D!

District 5: Goodbyes

Felis Silver POV

Sitting on a comfortable grey couch in the Justice Building of District 5, I can still remember the expression on my sister's face as she walked up the stage to join me. I'm sure her face showed a mirror image of my own, we both have the same thin face and slanted green eyes, though her nose is somewhat more pointed. We also both have the same sense of fear and dread, for we knew that5 in two weeks time one of us would be dead. Actually odds are we both will be.

I still feel the sense of hopelessness that I felt watching Felidae get dragged up to the front of the stage by peacekeepers. I can still see the fear in her eyes, even while we stood side by side and she tried to look brave. Sure we fight a lot, but we're still brother and sister at the end of the day. Point is I don't want to see her die, and I don't want to die. The odds are definitely not in my favor.

I remember one day when we were walking around 5 and we ran into Corvius and his group. It was only thanks to Felidae's quick thinking that I got out of there with no more than a broken nose. I can't even count the number of times she's helped me out, even with her being two years younger than me she was always ready to fight to protect me. I owe her more than I could ever repay her.

That's it, I think, I'm going to make sure that arena alive. I, however, won't be quite so lucky.

Felidae Silver POV

"Three minutes!" the harsh voice of the peacekeeper guard that stands outside my door announces as he opens the door to usher in my mother and father.

"Felidae," my mother says quietly, "why you two? Why this year?" As she says this she walks up to me and wraps her arms around me, squeezing me tightly, with her chin resting on the top of my head. I breathe in the scent of eggs from her almost white blouse, reminding me of what I was leaving behind.

How fast the homesickness sets in, and I haven't even left yet! Could it really have been just this morning that I was at home eating a homemade omelet with mom and Felis? Felis… a wave of dread washes over me and I feel sick all over again. My district partner, the person who will be forced into the arena to fight to the death with me, the one who must die if I am to return home. It's my brother, one of us has to die, I just hope it won't be me.

"Felidae you have to listen to me," my mother says seriously, unwrapping her arms from around me, "you mustn't have an alliance with Felis."

"But, mom, he's my brother," I stutter, shocked that she would tell me to do this, "the only one I'm sure I can trust."

"I don't want to watch the Games tear the two of you apart, to make you kill each other to win. If it comes down to the two of you I don't want to see you become something that you aren't. Once you become the Capital's monsters you can never go back."

I just stand there staring at her for a moment before the guard bursts in telling us our time is over. I rush over and hug my father tightly, crying into his pale blue dress shirt that almost matches the short sleeve, knee length, cotton dress I am wearing.

The peacekeeper ushers my parents out of my room and I sit down and cry into a light yellow pillow that sits on the luxurious grey couch in my room. I take a long look at my surroundings; it's nicer than any room in any house I've ever been in that's for sure. It has three white walls and one light blue one and is decorated with pictures of all of District 5's past victors that are framed in gold rope. It all seems so luxurious, it should fascinate me but it only fills me with dread of going into the Capital and then being launched to my imminent death.

Suddenly my best friend Jaize bursts into the room, she hugs me tightly and cries into the blue fabric covering my shoulder. Seeing her sobbing right now makes it seem as if she's already mourning me, like I'm already dead. The thought that I could be dead in a matter of weeks causes the tears to start up again. We stand there for what feels like hours, but surely could have only been seconds before I break our embrace.

"My, my mom, sh-she told me not to align with, with Felis," I manage to say between sobs.

The peacekeeper rushes in, signaling our time is up.

"Jaise, what do I do!" I shout as she's dragged out of the room. She begins to answer but her voice is cut out when the heavy door is closed behind her. I sit down and lean against the sturdy couch, needing the stability of something near me, and continue crying. I know there will be no other visitors so now I will wait for them to come and deliver me to the Capital, to deliver me to my death.

Felis Silver POV

Xavier is the first to visit me, so my parents must be with Felidae. Xavier is not one to cry and hug me, trying to calm me with comforting words, so he starts telling jokes.

"Did you see the tributes last year? The ones with huge silver disks on their heads?" he laughs uneasily, less sure of himself than usual, "maybe this year they'll being out the silver, sequined dresses just for you!"

We both laugh, but in reality the last thing I want to talk about is the upcoming Games, which will most likely feature my own death, but it feels good to laugh and joke with Xavier. It feels familiar, he has been my best friend since we were born, I'm going to miss him so much. While I was sitting this room by myself, it felt like I was already gone to the Capital. To the place that will not only design my death, but that will watch every second of it with a huge bowl of popcorn on their laps.

A peacekeeper walks into my room, looking very bored and unsympathetic for a person who was basically seeing a dead teenager. Since that's what I'll be in a week or so, just another dead tribute. Surprisingly, Xavier rushes over and gives me a brief hug and whispering for me to stay strong and come home soon before he walks out of my room, only glancing back once.

I have to wait only seconds before my next group of visitors enters the room. The ones I had been both anxiously awaiting and fearfully dreading.

My mother is the first to walk in the door, followed closely by my father. My mom hugs me tightly, releases me and plants a soft kiss on my forehead. She then sits down on the couch next to me.

"Listen Felis, we don't have much time," she begins, "now I'll tell you the same thing I told your sister. You and her are not to form an alliance in the arena or during training. Please don't argue, I feel it's best for it not to come down to the two of you."

"B-but mom," I stutter, shocked that she is asking me to desert my sister.

"Shhh," she whispers, putting a long, bony finger to my lips. She gets up and I cling to her again, afraid that they will leave and that once again I would be alone with my thoughts and imagination. She releases me slowly and my father hugs me warmly.

"Take care of your sister," he whispers so softly that I'm not sure if I've just imagined it. Then the guard comes in and pulls him off of me, hurrying both my parents out and leaving me completely and utterly alone.

"Don't worry dad," I whisper to myself, "I plan to."