AN: So, here is the much anticipated (at least I hope so!) sequel to The Hunger Games: Twilight Style. As much as I'd like to continue updating 3-4 times a week, I am going to have to reduce my update =( Sorry but, life is a little to hectic to keep up at that pace. So, I will be updating 1-2 times a week instead. I hope you aren't too disappointed. Well on with the story, Enjoy!

Chapter 1: Test and Old Times.

Here I stand facing a total of twelve stoic faces, about to plead my case, and attempt to made a deal with the governing party of District 13. Why I didn't just join the ranks of D13RF(District 13 Rebel Force), the army here, I can't seem to recall. My eyes wandered taking in my surroundings, they landed on Tanya and a surge of anger pulsed within me. Yes, I did know why I asked for this meeting.

FLASHBACK:

Tanya just ordered my family away, then turned to me,

"Isabella Cullen you are hereby drafted into the District 13 rebel force. If you choose to not join you will be treated as an enemy of the state and the council will decide on a suitable punishment. What say you? Will you serve or surrender to us?"

I had to think fast. How would Edward handle this situation. He was the diplomatic one not me.

"Miss. Denali, I just woke from a drug induced sleep only to find myself in a foreign place. My husband died before my very eyes and I didn't think I'd ever see my family or friends again. When I do finally get to see them, you come walking in ushering them all away and start making demands.

With all due respect, is it too much to ask for a little time to recoup? My mind isn't anywhere near ready to make such important decisions at the moment.

If need be, please tell the leaders here that I will meet with them in a couple of days, and we can sort things out. I need to clean myself up a bit, I could use a bite to eat, and I need some non-drug induced sleep. My mind and body need to recover. Then and only then, will I agree to discuss my future here."

Well it started off diplomatic. She looked pissed and in awe at the same time. I'm guessing not many people talk to her in this manner. Finally she gathered her thoughts and told me,

"Very well Mrs. Cullen. You have 48 hours to rest and recover. Then you will stand before the Co-Presidents and district council.

Due to the fact that this time is meant for mending we will be limiting visitors to only two at a time, during allotted visiting hours of 08:00 to 19:00. You will also be confined to this room and it's attached restroom. I will send appropriate attire on the day of the meeting and collect you at promptly 09:00.

Now, President Stephan and President Vladimir Strigoi will be here any minute. Please try, and address them with the respect the deserve."

END FLASHBACK

The Presidents, Welcomed me to District 13, congratulating me on my win in the games, and offering their condolences for the loss of my Mom and Husband. They only stayed for a very short period of time and then excused themselves. It was an odd meeting but, not unpleasant. At least they didn't threaten me the moment we were alone, like Tanya had.

Now, here I stood in a large conference room, hundred of feet below ground, facing a group men and women who will pass judgment on me. They each had a name plate and title in front of them. Presidents Stefan and Vladimir Strigoi. Head of D13RF Harry Clearwater. Head of Security and Personal Assistant to the Presidents Tanya Denali.

Tanya stood before I could read any more names and the room fell silent,

"Presidents and council members, Isabella Swan-Cullen has been informed of how she was to report for duty. Instead of accepting or denying her place with the D13RF she asked for recovery time and requested this meeting. The floor is your's Isabella."

"First of all, walking into a room of a person who recently endured the travesties I have and ordering them to join or face execution is not an appropriate way to try and draft people." I addressed Tanya directly then turned my attention to the rest of the group.

"I apologize if I seem hostile but, you must understand. After being ordered around by the Kings and Capitol officials all my life, barely escaping their clutches, and then some stranger comes barking out new demands. I am reluctant to agree to anything until I know the full extent to the commitment you are requiring of me and what it is I'm expected to do.

If you want me to be a mindless robot and just do as told, you have another thing coming! I was brought here, I didn't ask for asylum. If need be I will leave and fend for myself. If it is a choice between, do as your told or die, I have faced death to often to fear it. I would rather Die Free then Live Enslaved!"

I hold my head high and pray they don't shoot me where I stand. Looking around the room I see several different reactions.

The presidents seem pleased with my outburst. The head of D13RF had a look of pride on his face. A couple of people looked shocked by my declaration. However it was Tanya's reaction that shocked me. She had a huge smile spread across her face.

"See I told you! That fire burns within her, not just on the outside. She has a passion few could rival. She just survived the arena, lost her mother and husband, and yet she lives on, to fight another day. She is the quant essential, epitome, Revolutionary. She not only can fight with her hands, she has the brain and heart of a rebel." Tanya announced.

Many nodded in agreement and whispered words were shared in the group. Harry Clearwater cleared his throat and again silence fell.

"We must apologize, Mrs. Cullen. We are weary of spies and traitors to our cause. We must test each who enters and then we judge whether a person is trustworthy enough to stay here. Treachery is all around us and we must protect those in our care. We do wish to offer you a position in our ranks but, we will not force it on you. You're also, welcome to observe and ask questions, before you make your decision."

I was floored. This was only a test. They wanted me but, will not force me. My head was swimming from all that had taken place. Tanya must have noticed,

"Please, have a seat Isabella. You look forlorn. We aren't the bad guys here, we simply want to keep our residence safe, and we were informed of how the Volturi" she sneers the name with disgust evident in her tone, "wished to use you. Testing you was necessary to see who's side you are really on."

That got me curious, How could me refusing to join prove where my loyalties lie?

"You would have joined with out question, if you were working for the Volturi. You would have said no flat out if you were working for someone within our ranks. No one would voluntarily try and defy us. Traitors are handled with swift action and harsh punishments. By standing up for yourself you proved you have no ulterior motives. You have been a prisoner of Panem and only wish to free yourself from that type of tyrant society." Tanya answered. Oops, I must have said that out loud.

I nod my understanding and take a seat.

"Allow us the honor of introducing you to governing force of District 13." says President Stefan.

"You have met my brother and I, as well as our deceptive Security and Personal Assistant, Tanya. Harry Clearwater is the head of D13RF. Next to him are Sam Uley is his second in command. He is the eyes and ears on the ground." President Vladimir says with a wink. Creepy!

"Ben Cheney is our communications specialist. You need a message sent and/or retrieved, he's your man, and to top it all off he's a computer genius." I noted Ben blush at the complement. "Next our recruiter Heidi. She fishes around the other districts for possible defectors and extracts them. Chelsea does the background checks and assures the recruits loyalties." Vladimir continues with a toothy grin at me. Again, Creepy!

"Eleazar is our Chief Law Enforcement Officer, Maggie the Legal Chancellor, and Carmen the Legal Advocate they make up our Justice Department or the JD13 as we like to call them. Last but, certainly not least Tyler. He's our Public Image Director." Stefan finishes the introductions.

What is with the brotherly leaders and them feeling the need to take turns while talking?

"Of course we have a financial advisor, medical and scientific advisors, food service and education administrators, and so on and so forth, that weren't invited to this meeting." Vladimir continued.

"Thank you Mr. Presidents. Now that introductions have been made, shall we continue the debrief with Isabella?" Tanya interjected.

"Yes, of course my dear. Please, go on." Stefan cooed at her.

"Our primary purpose here in District 13 is to protect our citizens and try to find a way to defeat the Volturi and their followers. Let me back up a bit and tell you about our history here at 13." Tanya paused to make sure I was following. I nodded and she continued,

"Before the great rebellion, many thought our district's job was to produce nuclear energy. That was only one of our purposes. We also built weapons. Much of 13 has always been below ground hidden from prying eyes. Once the war coming to an end and it was evident the rebels would lose 13 threatened to use one of the weapons developed here. It would have wiped out most of the remaining inhabitants of Panem. Faced with the threat of annihilation the Capitol made a treaty with us. They would make it look like they destroyed us to save face with the rest of Panem. We would not be harmed and could live in peace. Of coarse no one could know of our existence but, they aren't allowed to set foot on our land ever again. At least not if they don't want to start another war. The past leaders of 13 wished to preserve as many lives as possible so, they agreed to the terms."

Wow! Who knew the Capitol was capable of compromise? Tanya continued,

"We take in those brave enough to try and escape, as well as rescue those who are at risk of execution at the hands of the Capitol. We would have stepped into help the Cullen family but, with the reaping and forced appearance at the Capitol. They were beyond our reach." she sounded saddened at the fact they couldn't save Edward. Maybe she wasn't all bad.

"Carlisle is currently being trained and will soon have a seat within the council here. Your friends that aided in your escape are also being trained and will be incorporated into our ranks. Some may not be on the council but, they will all serve a key purpose here. Your sister is training in medicine and Jacob is one of Sam's new recruits. We are hoping you will join us as well."

Well at least this time she asked.

"Do I need to give you my answer right now or can I take a little time to process all of this?" I ask.

President Stefan replied, "Take your time, Isabella. We wish for you to join because, you want to not because, anyone forced you."

"Would it be to much to ask, for you to sit in on this meeting? The topic being covered involves you." President Vladimir finishes.

"If my presence will help, then yes I will stay." I answer.

"Thank you, Isabella. You truly are a gift." Stefan added.

Tanya jumped in then, "We were able to view the games in their entirety, thanks to, Mr. Whitlock. We should make a list of new intel. and review old points that made evident during the games. Isabella, we would like it if you shared any useful information you may have or add your opinion to any and all of the subject matter discussed here."

And so, here I sit, debating with myself. I agreed to stay but, am I ready to relive the arena already? Is this another test? What if I leave, will that somehow insult them or make me look weak? So many questions bouncing around my head, making me dizzy. I start hyperventilating. Stars shoot across my vision. And then like a warm blanket on a cold night the darkness takes over and I welcome the reprieve.

AN: And, there you have it, the first chapter of . Hope you liked it! Please, take a minute to review. Thanks!