Hiaho: Thanks for commenting. You do have a point but I like to have a series of flashbacks and memories in my stories. So along the story, the back story is also written. If you want to know the back story, then keep reading ;) (Like this chapter for example!)

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Daisy tied her long hair in a ponytail. She then slipped on simple white shoes that matched her white dress. She was very scared. She was terrified. Her mother smiled at her. A slow, sad smile that told Daisy everything; her mother was wishing her luck. Daisy hugged her mother one last time.

Daisy was now standing in the row of seventeen year old girls. She closed her eyes tightly and whispered a prayer. Effie came on stage and she started talking. But Daisy wasn't focusing to what she was saying; she just kept praying. Effie picked a small piece of paper and unfolded it with a wide smile.

"Daisy Stem," Effie's voice came and Daisy opened her eyes as a tear slipped down. She could hear her mother burst into tears. She could hear the other women trying to calm her down. She could hear her mother call her name. Daisy wiped away her tears and started walking towards the stage. Effie held out her hand and Daisy took it. She stood on one side while Effie called the boy's name.

"Stephan Aygon." Effie said and a boy of about 15 came up the stage. His lip was trembling and she could tell that he was as scared as she was. They shook hands while a smiling Effie loomed over them. Daisy's mother came to see her and they held each other until it was time to go. Daisy's mother took off her locket and put it around Daisy's neck.

"For luck." She whispered and kissed her daughter's forehead. Daisy nodded. The locket was a heart locket pendent and inside the heart were two pictures. One of her mother and one of her father.

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Cato was ready for the reaping. He was going to volunteer, just like his father wanted him to. He had been trained for this and Clove was volunteering with him. They were going to win. As soon as the female tribute was about to be picked, Clove shouted that she volunteered as tribute. Cato did the same when the male tribute was announced. They shook hands and shared a smirk. The other tributes were going down. Cato's father came to visit him. He grabbed Cato's shoulders.

"Win this and do not disgrace me." His father said and Cato nodded.

His father nodded briefly and then left, without wishing his son luck or hugging him. But Cato didn't care. He hated his father just as much as his father hated him. Cato's arrogance and self centeredness came from his father. The gentle side of him came from his mother, who had died while giving birth to Cato's youngest sister. Four girls now entered the room, two elder then Cato and two younger. The youngest, a girl of 14, ran to Cato and hugged him while crying. The two elder sisters simply folded their arms and gave Cato a look of disapproval. The eldest approached him.

"You aren't our father Cato." She said. "You win this thing and it'll change you forever."

"Just like it changed you both?" Cato asked his elder sisters.

"No, in a worse way. Because we didn't love someone while we were fighting." The eldest replied.

"I don't love anyone." Cato mumbled.

"Keep telling yourself that. We all know about Clove." The second eldest sister remarked. Cato's eyes hardened. "I don't care about her."

"It doesn't matter if you do or if you don't. You have never broken a promise in your life. Don't start now." The eldest said. Cato scowled. The second youngest hugged Cato and wished him luck. The eldest handed Cato a small packet.

"Use this when in dire need." She said. Cato slipped it into his pocket.

"You know my strategy. Get out alive little brother. If you do, then I'll duel you, then we can determine who is better." The second eldest said.

"Yeah like I'm dying to know if you're stronger then me. I'm obviously a heck lot stronger." Cato snorted.

"And you're also a heck lot arrogant then I am. That confidence is going to get you killed." The second eldest answered. Cato rolled his eyes. He was prepared for this and having two elder sisters that were Victors helped a lot.

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