A/N: this will be my second Hunger Games Fan fiction in the past 2 or 3 days. I will be trying to keep on top of school work and both these stories. A chapter every week is promised but i will try and deliver more than that. This isn't an Add-Character story. This is one i am writing on my own. Reviews are wanted so that i know what i can fix up and where i went wrong.

Disclaimer: i do not own The Hunger Games.

Well on with the games! Happy Hunger Games! And my the odds be ever in your favour!

Chapter one

The Reaping

I took a step forward and out of my bedroom door. Down stairs I can hear my little sister humming and my mother making breakfast. They are always happy even when something bad happened. The only two times I've seen my mother cry was when my dad died and when my brother was drawn on reaping day.

The reaping, it was tonight. I sighed and walked toward the small kitchen of the tiny house that i called home, "Morning, mother. Morning, Summer."

My mother just nodded from the stove as she cooked us up the food I had earned. I am the only one old enough for tesserae and i am thankful for that. Meaning my Sister wasn't in trouble of being drawn at the Reaping. But i have my name in the reaping nearly 20 times. I am 16 and didn't wish to have to go through with the luck of being drawn then sent to my death.

"Morning, Winter," my little blonde hair sister smiled up at me.

She was only 10 but she looked younger then she was. She is still humming the song as i wave them goodbye and walked out into the streets of District 11.

Reaping is only a few hours away, i thought to myself as i walk toward a tree not far from my house. I am in my thoughts when Jazzy jumped at me. "WINTER! Are you ready? For tonight?"

"why are you happy about reaping?" i wondered with my mind still set on the tree i sat at whenever i wanted time to think.

"cause one day, i will win. For my brother," she sighed before quickly added, "and your brother."

"but if they couldn't make it then i'm sure neither of us can," I mumbled and started walking again. Jazzy was starting to annoy me. She soon realised that i didn't want her following me so i took this and ran before i could run into anyone else I know.

The grass by the large tree is as soft as it normally is. As i sat under the tree i could hear footsteps behind me. I turned to find Mitch looking at me. I Sighed, "hello, Mitch. What are you doing out here."

"just going for a walk before the reaping," he shrugged and took a step forward to stand towering over me. His black short hair was over his eyes which was a shame that it hid his perfect Greeny-blue eyes. "never know, i might get picked."

"yeah, i guess your right," i didn't smile but i looked up at him as he looked straight ahead over District 11. I look at the Sun which was saying it was nearly 11 o'clock. I stood up and he looked back at me, "it's time i got ready." With that i walked off.

I got home to find my Mother and Sister both dressed and ready to go already. I smiled at them and ran upstairs to change into a dress i'd picked out a week ago.

I open my cupboard and see the blue dress staring at me. It was sky blue with a dark blue Hem and Collar. I loved this dress because my father brought it for me when i was ten.

I threw my other cloths off and pulled the blue dress over my head. Back when i was ten it was way too big. It still was now after 6 years. I walked over to my dressing table and grabbed a small necklace that i loved very dearly. It was my father's mother's necklace, which was passed on to me. I clipped it around my neck and put on an old pair of shoes and walked back out into the kitchen and out the front door with my Mother and Winter and headed toward the Reaping ceremony.

The walk was only short but it was one nobody liked. The area was filled with people and lines of children and teens ready for worst news. I looked back over my shoulder and saw Jazzy and her older sister behind me. Mitch and his Little Cousin stood there also. I waited for the mayor to come up onto the large stage and introduced our Host, Claire Cambo. She was tall with long black hair that hung by her waist. She walked up the stage with a smile on her face, "Good Morning everyone!"

The crowd mumbled a bit but she just kept talking, "Today i will be taking part in drawing the Tributes of this year's Hunger Games. This shouldn't take long if we keep everything moving in a flow. I will be calling on the girl tribute first then i will do the boys."

She skipped over to a glass ball and shoved her hand in pulling out a slip of paper. She unfold it and lifted the paper into the air, "Winter Kitico!"

My mouth dropped as i heard my name come out of her mouth. I work my way up and stood by her, "Any Volunteers?" she asked.

The crowd stayed quiet as i would think they would. Claire smiled, "Welcome out first Tribute, Winter Kitico!" she raised my hand into the air before letting me take a spot at the back of the stage. She gave a big jump into the air before making her way to the boys Glass Ball, "And the boy tribute is..." she drew out a peice of paper and held it up, "Cory Matthews!"

I looked up as a small boy walked onto the stage. He didn't look to young but he looked no older the 14. He had dirty blonde hair and hazelnut eyes.

"Any Volunteers?" she asked again and the crowd stayed quiet and she finished like she did me, "Welcome our second tribute, Cory Matthews!" raising his hand and let him walk back and stand my me. I looked out over the crowd to see my mother and sister crying. I looked back down, i will come back, i will win for my brother, and them.