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Percy's POV

"I had a sister."

Annabeth laughs. " That's impossible. Percy's an only child."

Prim and Mrs. Everdeen exchanged glances. " Percy, you did have a sister. Her name was Addy," Prim says, handing me the photo. " Look!"

I stare at the photo. It is a picture of me, Katniss, Prim, Gale and an unfamiliar yet familiar (see my dilemma?) girl. " This is my sister?" I ask, pointing to the girl. Prim nods.

Annabeth peers over my shoulder, taking a peek at the photo. " I don't think that's his sister, Prim," she says. " I mean, she doesn't even look like Percy."

" She takes after their mother," Mrs. Everdeen says, although she doesn't seem so sure.

" Have you ever met Sally Jackson, Mrs. Everdeen?" Annabeth presses on.

" I may have bump into her once in a while. She used to work in the mines along with my husband. She died in the same explosion that killed my husband too," Mrs. Everdeen says, looking out of the window with a wistful look in her eyes.

" Oh. I'm…I'm sorry," Annabeth says softly. " I didn't mean – "

" It's okay," Mrs. Everdeen say, a small smile on her face. " So, you really don't remember her?" she asks.

" No."

" I wonder why," Annabeth muses, rubbing her chin. " I mean, you remember Prim and her mother and Katniss. Why don't you remember this … Addy who is supposed to be your sister?"

" I'm a Seaweed Brain, Annabeth and you're the Wise Girl."

" That's beside the point."

" I think I know how to make you remember!" Prim suddenly butts in. We look at her. " I'll take you to her grave."

" She's dead?" Annabeth asks, surprised.

" Yeah. She died a few months before the Games. We didn't actually know why but people die all the time here. I'll take you now," Prim says, pushing her chair back and puts her plate in the dishwasher. " We still have sunlight left so –"

" No."

" What?" Prim asks, looking a little bit confused.

" No, Primrose," Mrs. Everdeen says. " You have school tomorrow and our guests need their rest. You can go tomorrow after school."

" Before school?" Mrs. Everdeen purses her lips. " Oh, please, Mother! I want to make Percy remember about Addy! I just can't believe he forgot about her!"

" Okay. But you'll have to get up really early tomorr –" Mrs. Everdeen couldn't finish her sentence on account of how hard Prim squeezed her.

" Thank you,Mother!" she says happily.

" Now, off to bed. All of you," Mrs. Everdeen says, looking at all of us sternly. " Since the both of you are not actually married so Annabeth, you can sleep with Prim in her room. Percy, you can take the guest room," she adds, a twinkle in her eyes.

Oh, man!


" So this is the graveyard?" I ask as we step over the broken fence.

Prim nods. " This is where most of the people of Twelve who died are buried."

" Is there some other places you bury the dead?" Annabeth asks as she detours around a huge hole in the ground. Probably a grave.

" Some are cremated. Some didn't even get the chance to get buried here," Prim says softly. " Sometimes they died all alone in their houses and by the time the Peacekeepers found their body, they'd be too rotten already so the Peacekeepers usually toss their body into the mines' fire."

" That's…that's horrible!" Annabeth says, a disgusted and horrified look on her face. " Why would they treat a human like that? Like animals?"

" We are animals, Annabeth. At least, to them," Prim says, shrugging. " That's why we're pent up in a pen. No communications, no food, no dignity."

" That is just plain disturbing," I say as I trip over a log and fell face first into the mud. " Uh…that's nasty," I spit out the mud. " Is it farther?"

" Nope. We're here," Prim says, stopping at a small grave with a really weather beaten tomb. " This is where Addy rests."

I get up to my feet and inch closer to the grave. The name is still clear on the tomb, despite it being weather beaten. Reading the name etched on it sent shivers down my spine and gave me a headache, as though some sort of memory is forcing its way up.

Adrastea Kay Jackson
Born on 15
th March
Died on 12
th March

Our dead are never dead to us, until we have forgotten them.

"Percy?" I hear Annabeth call out to me. " Percy, are you okay?"

I look up at her, not realizing when I had fallen to my knees.

"Percy," Annabeth calls out to me again, her tone extremely worried now. " Percy, what's wrong?"

" I…I forgot about her," I whisper. " I can't believe I forgot about her." Images of the petite, dark haired girl with grey eyes flash before my eyes. Laughing, crying, joking. " I … I…"Then the memory hits me hard in the chest.

Then, everything went black.


" This has got to stop," I mutter as Mrs. Everdeen fusses over me.

" What has to stop, Percy?" Prim asks as she hands me a mug full of hot chocolate.

" This!" I say, rolling my eyes. " This..this whole fainting thing!" Prim and Annabeth both giggles. " What are you laughing about?"

" We're not laughing," Annabeth says. " We're giggling."

" Oh, ha ha," I say, throwing my pillow at her. " Very funny."

" So, okay. Percy has a sister. Anything else that I should know?" Annabeth asks Prim as the younger girl snuggles next to me.

" Percy volunteered for the baker's son, Peeta Mellark in the Games. He allied up with the Careers – "

" Careers?"

" The tributes from Districts 1,2 and 4. They are usually trained for the Games," Prim says. " It's against the rules really, but the Capitol hasn't banned them from volunteering or anything. It's like they actually – "

" Prim," Mrs. Everdeen says suddenly, her eyes stern. " Why don't we leave Annabeth and Percy alone? I'm sure she can take care of her just fine."

" Um…"

" Let's go and prepare lunch. I'm sure Percy is hungry after waking up," Mrs. Everdeen says, getting up to leave. " Well, Annabeth. You keep an eye on him, okay? We'll bring his lunch up when it's done. Come along now, Prim," Mrs. Everdeen adds, taking Prim by the arm and steering her out of the room.

" What was that about?" Annabeth asks, as soon as the door closes behind them.

I lean in closer to whisper to her. " The Capitol is a bit on the paranoid field. They're scared that the people of Panem would bring them down so they always monitor the people's daily life, including our conversations."

" Talk about no personal space," she huffs, looking extremely mad that our personal space had been invaded. " This is what Gaia wanted to show me? All of this crap about a super paranoid government?"

" I think she wants to show us something else, too," I say, leaning into my pillow. " Poseidon did mention that there is going to be a war in a few years. Maybe that is what Gaia wants to show us?"

" That could be possible," Annabeth says, scratching her chin. " But I don't get it though. You said it was a dream. How could you have a sister in a dream?"

I shrug. " I guess that might be another trick of Hera. Who knows? She always seem to have some sort of trick up her sleeve. Maybe Addy is just another false memory she put in my head, like what she did to Piper."

"Yeah…maybe," she finally says, though there is still worry etch on her face.

I hate that look.


A/N: Sorry for the long absence. Just got my WiFi installed. And I'm pretty busy right now but I just had to finish this one chapter. Anyways, sorry if it's boring. It was more of a filler. So, now you have a theory of why Percy didn't remember Addy. :P So…have any comments? Review. Any suggestions/hate? PM me…