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Barren's POV:

I had looked through all the girls stuff, and could find no plans or instructions for a rebellion. Carefully, I set another random shirt from Katniss's closet. How many clothes does one girl need? I know that she has lots of interviews and stuff, but seriously I knew that this was unlike her file I was given before my mission started. Had, I hate to say this, had President Snow been possibly wrong? Or worse, Me? No, I knew that Mark had said that he had given the girl the instructions. I had checked through this entire house but had searched to no prevail. So now I was in her bedroom, searching through her odd combination of hunting clothes and a few Capitol clothes, to one blue, shiny dress that was simple.

Katniss had worn it at the reaping when Primrose was 12. I suddenly remembered. Why did I remember one little detail, oh yeah. It is how this whole thing started, but I didn't care. My twin was in the Capitol, being beaten and tortured to horrible extents. He could even be be dead for all I gave a...

My mind rant was stopped mid sentence as a little figure appeared in the doorway and shadowed me. I turned my head to see Primrose in the hall, her small frame just peeping in the door, her blonde curls falling around her innocent face.

"Yes Primrose?" I asked her, my voice sounding deeper than usually as I tried to imitate my brothers voice. Prim giggled and ran over to me. "Hey dad!" Chirped the young girl.

"Why are you out of bed so late?" I asked questioningly. Katniss was out with some baker boy that I hardly bothered to remember the name of. She would be back by 10:00 and it was 9:55, both of them needed to be fitted for something and they decided to go grab some bread and visit someone, Haymitch, I think.

" Well, I couldn't fall asleep and then I heard you over hear and decided to see what you were doing." Responded the sweet 13 year old. Then came the question I was waiting for. " Why are you in Katniss's room?" she asked and I knew I had to think up something quick.

" I was just admiring my daughters room as I waited for her to come home." I responded quickly and Primrose looked unconvinced, but that was blown off her face as she thought that I really was waiting up for her. Primrose nodded and said "Okay," with a sigh and I saw her getting more and more tired each minute. " Dad," whispered the blue eyed child.

"Yes?" I asked my niece. She blushed a bit and turned her head away so that she was staring at the wall. I sighed and patted a place on the side of the bed. Instantly she was over before I could say anything.

" I had a bad dream and can't fall back to sleep and usually I would deal with it or ask Katniss's to help but she's with Peeta" so that was the baker boys name, " And you just got home so I really want to spend some time with you. Can you tell me a story like you used to please!" she practically was right in my face and nearly spitting in it.

Easily, and slowly I pushed back her small body so she is sitting down again and say " Of course I can tell you a story Primrose." She giggles and I head over to her room where she crawls under the covers and sets her head back on the pillow.

I cleared my throat and thought of the stories my parents used to tell me. I remembered one about a girl Prim's age and began to tell her about it.

"Once upon a time, in a far away land, there lived a beautiful Princess named Alicia. Alicia was a smart and pretty girl, only about 13." Prim's blue eyes widened at this part but I continued going. " She was cursed by a evil witch that when the sun rose in the west 13 years after the curse was placed, the entire kingdom would die." Prim turned her ears up and began to pay close attention to the story. " Of course Alicia was only a baby when the spell was placed so she had no idea of it until a week after she turned 13. A horrible disease struck the kingdom and hundreds died each day. Soon almost everyone was dead from the disease except one wise woman who told Alicia to go north and face the black dragons curse, or watch her kingdom turn far worse." Prim gasped and sat up straighter and she processed the story then asked, "What happened to her?" I chuckled and held a finger to my lips, signaling silence and continued. " Alicia set out on her quest and faced the black dragon. It was a horrible battle, but Alicia prevailed when the dragon underestimated her. Then, she grabbed the dragons eye and returned to the kingdom. The wise woman made a potion and together the girls feed the dead the potion and that cured them of the disease. Alicia went down in history as the savior of the kingdom, and they all lived happily ever after. The End." I finished and saw that Prim was already fast asleep on her pillow, that wretched cat curled up next to her on the bed.

Sighing, I tucked her in and turned off the lights and whispered " Goodnight Primrose." and was about to walk away, when all of a sudden, a tiny voice spoke. " Dad, call me Prim please." I was stunned for a second and said, " Of course Primro- I mean Prim. Goodnight." and she mumbled a small goodbye as I closed the door to her room.

I was on the phone in a couple minutes to report what little I had found.

" Barren, this better be good news for I had a terrible day. What did you find? Any rebellion plans?"

" No sir, But I have an idea for where they are being hidden." I answered my employer, I heard him sigh on the other end of the line and say,

"Well hurry up and find them. Barren, if those men succeed in this plan then I will be viewed as a failure to The Capitol and I swear you will be executed for causing me such humiliation." I gulped and the President made a sound between a laugh and a hiss as he spoke next, " Oh Barren," No matter how much sympathy was in his voice, I knew it was no where close to true, " I mean it this time. In fact, just to remain sure that the rebellion fails and you stay true to the Capitol, I am thinking about you staying with the Everdeens for awhile, then I will destroy the rebellion while you live your life as Mark Everdeen." All color dropped from my face as the President spoke words that ruined my plans for my future faded away and I got dangerously quiet,

" President Snow, We had an agreement. I find the plans and you make me assistant President, to live a life of fame and fortune. You Promised." By now all I heard was rage in my ears and the President laughed, a dry, almost dying sound.

" Barren, the agreement was that if you find the plans, which obviously you haven't, then you will become my assistant. However if you do manage to find the plans with in a week, I can assure total fame and fortune, and the honor of having your brother killed, possibly even killing him." Snow said with almost, was that, glee? It only made my anger threaten to spill over even more as I clenched the phone in my hand that was turning white.

" But sir-" I began but Snow cut me off.

" One week Barren, or stay without fortune and the job for the rest of your measly life. A week." And the line went dead as the phone was crushed by my hand.

I didn't know what to do, but the only thing that would earn me fame, fortune, a better job, and the execution of my twin was to get the information necessary by the end of the week.

And I will do everything to ensure that and watch the rebellion crumple, along with my brother and his family as well.

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