Chapter 2

When I was six a woman came to the orphanage she was heavy with child she did look familiar but could not quite place her, it was during her second day in the infirmary, I overheard a conversation regarding what was happening, her name was shelly lane and she was a victor, the father of her baby a one night stand during a capital party with no other but district 12 victor Haymitch something, he never had a clue, I got ready for bed in the dorm and awoke that night to screaming, it looked like shelly was having a really bad time, I creep out and looked into the room of the infirmary she was on her own. I decided I had the knowledge to help so I did.

When I came in, she looked up her face sweaty and red her hair was blond and her eye blue pretty, I went closer, and held her hand as she squeeze my hand when the pain stop she spoke

" what you doing he darling" she was whispering as it sounded like it hurt her to talk

" I heard you and wanted to help, please let me help" she looked at me and then nodded

" any helps better than nothing," she looked at me a slight smile on her face

"thank you" she said tiredly

"your welcome" I said

Over the next few hours , I helped her I gave her slips of water and got items ready for the birth as well as towels, I washed my hands and watched as she started to bare down to give birth I saw the head and gentle took it and then other push and the baby was born a boy , I cut the cord and dried him of and placed him in her arms, she looked down and I watched as a mother finally see her baby, I watch the bond fall until the placate came out and that lead to blood loss, it looked like she was going to bleed out soon, when I said that she understood,

" I am ready for death my life has not been my own but I am glad you were here with me at the end, please looked after my baby I called him Ben lane and he looks just like his father, " I took Ben into my arms and placed him in the cot as I tried to save her life which was a useless practice as I lost her, the matron came in after a while and saw me crying she told me to shut up and look after the kid holding out a bottle and clothes and I then took the bottle and clothes I dressed Ben and fed him I was moved to a single room where I would at 6 years old became a mother to two Victors children Ben Lane, his mother died of childbed fever at 30 years old. And the father would never know?

I still exercised and trained I also worked and brought my new son clothes and toys, I still went to school and I took him on little adventures, he grew and started going through the milestones of walking and talking his first words "mama" Ben was my light in a dark world, he would always need me and he was mine.

Over the years in the orphan I seem to become the younger generations mother figure I suppose this was due to ben as they would only listen to me, I was working and saving money to move out and take ben with me. He was a wonderful kind born with a very fun personality. We perfected the sandcastle by the time I had to go for my first reaping he was 6 and was so scared for me, I could hardly handle the impact that my loss might do to him, I was selfish I wanted to live.

By the time I was 14 I adopted Ben Lane Masters he was 8 we went and lived in a small hovel near the sea I made it as homely as possible the view was wonderful we always went on long walks, and ran together, and enjoyed our time I stop going to school to work to gather enough money to live, he went to school and I worked with cleaning the tribute building and being an assistant to getting parties ready etc. Ben was well adjusted he was very aware of the hunger games and the death toll that was inflicted on the districts. I never kept secrets he also knew would his mother and father were and was sacred about people knowing who he was.

On the nights the parade came I would be very stealthy and try to get some food and sweets for him, it was during the 68th hunger games I think Joanne from 7 won that I was in the cupboard gaining supplies when though the ducts I heard noise being silent I waited, it was just some drunk twats getting laid I would have to wait, Ben knew what I was doing and would know I was going to be late tonight.

As I stay quiet and my bad full of food and sweets, I listen to the chat that was coming from the ducts,

It sounded like a very personal chat it was there was finnick, mags blight, and Joanne speaking regarding her family's murder and the way in which Snow was going to sell her to the capital she said no he killed her love ones. Finnick had said he was the capital darling and was there sex toy, in exchange for his families lives. As was blight and a lot of victors as they all had someone to lose, also haymitch family had been killed due his refusal to be a sex toy as well. As I listened tears darker my eyes, as reading a story watching a film of it, made it seem like a fantasy but this was the world where children killed and blackmailed by a president to became whatever he needed or he would kill their families, I had started to resent the victors, somewhat as it was, but that conversation put pay to that my heart went out to them and my respect was increase for the traumatic abuse they went through the guilt the ptsd and what not. I heard them leaving and waited a while and slipped out.