Good day! I forgot to note that in this fan fiction, Madge Undersee, is alive(obviously). When I read Mockingjay, I was quite unsure if the Undersee family survived the District 12 bombing. I just knew that Madge and her family didn't survive the bombing, a while ago. Thanks to the Hunger Games wikia. (Just to make it clear.)

So…please review. I really beg of you, reader. Really. Really.

Anyways, here is Chapter 6. Review if you like it.

DISCLAIMER: I am not Suzanne Collins. (You probably know the rest.)

I removed my braid and ponytail and let my curly dark hair fall at the sides. I looked at my bow and arrow. Surely, this will not fit in my shoulder bag. "Madie?" I asked, showing my weapons, "How can we hide these?"

"No problem." she said, getting something from the pile of mail, "Here." She threw me a backpack. My weapons fit perfectly. "Oh, and…" Madie dug something from the pile again. She stood up, holding a small package, "I found your trident." Then she threw it to Fin who is busy packing things in his backpack. He caught it just in time.

"How?" he asked, "No trident can't fit in this!"

"Read it, Ordair!" Madie commanded and continued searching.

"To Fin Leon C. Ordair." Fin mumbled, loud enough for me to hear, "From Beetee, District 13." A smile came across his face. He immediately unwrapped it and opened the box. It revealed a small trident that looks more like a fork. "You call this a trident!" he exclaimed, turning it in his fingers. Suddenly, it's like the fork sprang open. It grew larger. Now you can call it a trident! It has a yellow green color and an interpretation of a seaweed is encircling it. "Wow." Fin said, utterly surprised, "That's way awesome." He threw it directly in front of him and in a millisecond, it has reached the other side of the freight car.

"Yup." Deeno said, "That's way awesome." He turned to his sister, "Hey, Mads, can you find any weapons?"

Madie gave his twin an annoyed look, "Find your own. I've been searching for hours, you know." she said, and threw three sharp knives in the air, catching them on time and by the handle.

"Fine!" Deeno exclaimed and dug in the piles. I opened my shoulder bag and brought out my sling shot.

"Hey Deeno." I called. He looked up. "Catch!" I threw it and instead of falling into his hands, it fell to the pile. I grinned.

"Thanks." he said, "You sure?" I nodded.

I turned my attention to Madie, "When and where did you learn how to use killer knives?"

She chuckled, "It's my specialty. We still like to hunt with Dad, you know."

"What's yours?" I asked Deeno.

"Hm?" he looked up from fixing his backpack, "Throwing spears. But as you can see, there are no small spears here that look like knives that suddenly turn to spears here in this shack." I chuckled. I kneeled down on my left knee and grabbed something inside my right sock.

I kicked my pocket knife to him. "Here. You can use that as a spear, right?" Deeno grabbed it and removed the leaves covering the blade. He nodded, returning the leaves.

"You sure?" Deeno asked again. I rolled my eyes, slightly irritated. We finished packing our backpacks with food and weapons. We all sat, side by side, leaning on the wall, finding the courage to face what is ahead of us.

Prim flew in circles above our heads. Her blue eyes showing anxiety. Suddenly, the train stopped. Prim perched on my shoulder and the four of us hid in our piles.

We plan to hide until someone unlocks and opens the door to get mail. Couriers always open early, before people arrive so we have an advantage.

I covered my mouth with one hand, gripping Prim's beak with the other. We heard a click near the door and it slid open. Sunshine entered the car. It was the first ray of sunshine we've seen in hours.

Steden entered. He dug in a pile near Fin. Madie, who is directly behind him, crept up slowly and silently. She stabbed him on the leg. Steden let out a cry of pain. Deeno dashed to him then gagged and tied him. Fin hit the nape of the courier's neck with his arm and that led him to unconsciousness.

I removed my hand from my mouth and mouthed, 'Let's go!' to my friends. We ran outside until we're far enough from the train. I removed my grip from Prim's beak and perched her on my arm. "I'll see you later." I said and let her go.

The next thing we need to do is to find Plutarch Heavensbee. Fin knows him and he said that he is head of a department here in the Capitol. He can help us.

We asked for directions from random Capitol people where the Human Rights Department Building is. After a few misleads, we finally reached it. "This is it." Fin confirmed.

"How do we get inside?" Madie asked, pointing to a mechanical lock, "You said there'll be Peacekeepers."

"I said probably." Fin argued, "But leave this to me." We stood in front of the lock. Fin pressed something and a man appeared in the screen.

"What is it?" he asked rudely.

"I would like to speak with Mr. Plutarch Heavensbee." Fin politely replied.

"Who are you?"

"Fin Ordair, son of Annie Cresta-Ordair. Ask Plutarch, he knows me." The man on the screen left for a matter of seconds and returned with an irritated look on his face.

"Come in." he said. The gate automatically opened. The screen went blank and Fin pulled us in. We entered a bunch of doors and went up using the elevator.

We reached the highest floor where Plutarch office is. We went straight inside the double doors without minding the assistant outside.

We found an old man, sitting on the edge of his mahogany desk, reading some files. He looked up and Fin ran to him, giving him a hug. "Plutarch, old man!" Fin exclaimed as he ran. Plutarch laughed then coughed.

The twins and I walked tensely to the middle of his huge office. Plutarch looked at me intensely. "Hm," he said, "You must be…" He walked and stood directly in front of me. With his wrinkled hand, he lifted my chin up. "Ginna Mellark. Am I right?" I gulped and nodded. "And these are?" he asked, looking at the twins.

"Deenoli and Madielaide Hawthorne." Fin answered, "You remember Gale Hawthorne, right?"

"Yes, yes. Soldier Hawthorne. I remember." Plutarch looked at us again, noticing our tensed faces, "Oh, come on, kids! I'm not going to shoot you!" He laughed.

We sat comfortably on a comfortable sofa on Plutarch office. "Katniss called yesterday." He said.

"Mom?" I asked, "What did she say?"

"She's worried about you, dear. She thinks you've been kidnapped."

I felt a pang of guilt. "Well…" I told Plutarch what exactly happened, from the Train Mail until now.

Plutarch shook his head. "We need your help, Plutarch. We really do." Deeno pleaded. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

"I'll get back to you, kids…and Fin." He said, standing up and walking to the door. He twisted the knob and the next thing I knew…he was thrown to the floor.

End of Chapter 6

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