Prim

"Alright, Primrose. Time to say goodbye!" Effie called, walking into the training center. Why so early? I thought, as I put down the quiver of bows and arrows I was about to pick up. So far, I had a pretty poor shot, compared to Katniss. Wonder how she does it. She makes it look so easy!
"There we go. Now, time to go to with your Prep team! They've been dying to meet you! Or would you like to take a break?" I shook my head, as Effie's smile grew bigger.
"Eager, as always! Well, chop-chop! Follow me!"

We left the tribute housing facilities, and entered a much larger building. Windows and several doors covered the area. I was amazed at how bright everything was. Noticing my expression, Effie smiled, then waved at a small group of people.
"Flavius! Venia! Octavia! Come along dears! I have Primrose with me!"
Facing our direction, the small group dispersed. My eyes widened as I they grew closer. Each member of the group was all had skin literally in outrageous colors, each one more intense then the next. When they finally approached us, I had no idea what to think.

"So this is the one Portia was telling us about. Are you sure she's from the Seam? She's so precious!" Flavius commented. Venia nodded, while Octavia gave me a look. I automatically decided that she was defiantly someone who I wouldn't get along with.
"Yes, the girl is, adequate." Octavia said, examining my face and hair. The three adults began looking at each other, then back at me.
"Well?" Effie asked, adding on more enthusiasm then needed.
"Look's like we have our work cut out for us." Flavius smiled, reaching for my hand and gently leading the way toward one of the many doors.

"Alright! I'll see you in a few hours Primrose!"

"That was agonizing. I swear, the pain they'll receive after this-"

"Calm down. It's not like it was that bad. You look stunning! Time to get dressed!" Effie smiled, adjusting her signature pink wig.

I had just sat through what seemed like a million hours of the worst possible pain ever. It was awful really, what with the waxing, the yanking of my hair, and the constant high-pitched chatter coming from the Prep Team, I felt like I was almost dead, which was pretty unusual for me, because I actually liked this stuff. Now I know why Katniss can't stand this. I thought as Effie and I scurried down a hall. Once we stopped, another strange door opened, and we were instantly allowed in.

"Who am I going with now?" I asked, as Effie sauntered out of the room.
"Oh, don't worry, I'm sure you'll be quite pleased with your stylist." Was the nonchalant reply from the bubbly escort. As the door shut slowly, a man, whom I suspected to be my stylist, walked in, and seemed to have a look of relief on his face.

"You must be Prim. Effie has been talking non-stop about you. Come sit." He said, pointing toward a comfortable looking chair. I nodded, pleased to finally get off my feet.
"Beautiful complexion. Nice eyes too. I'm Cinna. It's my job to make you live up to your name; a beautiful, elegant flower, which I don't think will be hard at all." Cinna said, gently adjusting my hair so that it fell against my shoulders.

"I think they've covered your hair. Why don't we move on to makeup and clothing? Portia, mastermind of creativity, has the most amazing idea for you and your opposite tribute. For too long, District 12, assuming that you've come from there, has been forever known as the poorest of them all, which in turn, makes you, the Tribute, look bad. Since they've all had mistakes in the past, the last two stylists have been fired, and Portia and I were hired, but back to the original subject. Coal is the main export in District 12. When I think of Coal, I always think of fire, so why not give this years Tributes a flaming touch? Wait right here." Cinna said, reaching for a large sketch book.

"Would you mind being someone extraordinary for a day?" Cinna asked, turning the book to a page filled with astounding designs.
"I'd like that." I smiled, shaking his extended hand.

Katniss

Somehow, against many, unruly odds, we finally made it to back to the Seam. Now all we had to do was think of a plan. Katniss, think! You've been through worse! Just think! I thought, as the small wooded area became much larger, extending out, farther then we could see.

"Katniss? Katniss Everdeen, is that you?" A rather familiar voice called out. Oh no. Please don't say it's-
"Catnip's in trouble." Gale smiled, while I punched his shoulder.
"Gale, shut up. Posy's still sleeping, remember?" I hissed, gesturing toward the child currently in his arms, hoping to get the message across.
"Okay fine I'll stop, but-"

"Gale Hawthorne? Don't just stand there, answer me!" The voice grew louder with each step we took. I suddenly began to have second thoughts about even setting foot back in the Seam. But to get Prim back, I had to continue on, no matter what the stakes.

"Guys, don't be scared, it's only me. Madge." The voice said gently, as if it knew our current situation. I stood in surprise. Was Madge really defying her father and standing in the woods?

"Madge, what are you doing? Are you trying to get yourself killed? It's dangerous here!" Gale shouted, placing Posy in my arms, and hurrying toward the girl. I soon followed.
"Oh please, Gale. I'm not as weak as you think. But back to the point. I want you to turn back. Now. Prim's life isn't worth it. Even if you make it past the Peacekeepers, how are you going to make it to the Capitol? It's almost impossible."

Peacekeepers? What do they have to do with any of this? I thought, as I felt Posy awaken, and gently placed her on the ground. Things were starting to get bad. Fast.

"Well, maybe it's something we're willing to take. Think of it, Madge. The Capitol had no right to just go and take her like that. She may not have any blood relation with me, but Prim's still my little sister, practically my own child, if you will."

Oh my god. Did she just say he's Prim's father? Has he gone mad? What, does that make me his wife?

"Gale, enough. Madge, have you found any detail of Prim at all? What have they been showing on T.V? What have they been saying?" Madge sighed, and closed her eyes. Whatever would come out of her mouth next would definitely not be good.

"Step inside the District. Look around and the square. Look at the mines. Even the Hob, Katniss. It's barren. Ever since you left, the Capitol has been taking over. They fired the Head Peacekeeper. They hired a much more strict one. No one's allowed out, because of what you guys did. It's not safe in there, so just go back." She said, which was pretty shocking, due to the quiet nature she normally had.

"If it's so dangerous, then how'd you make it out here?" Gale asked, holding Posy's hand.

"I left the District. No one knows I'm even gone. I also know a bit about Prim. She's in her final days of training, before she enters the arena. That gives you a little less then two weeks to get to the Capitol. I know a way to get there, but first, we've got to do something." Madge said, with urgency in her voice. Clearly, she was very serious about this.

"We've got to kill the Peacekeeper, and Snow.

Rue

"What on Earth are you doing, messing around with that Seam girl? Are you insane?" My mentor, Flora, yelled. It was a pretty bad day for me. First, I could hardly train, next, my Prep Team was late, and finally, I got to get chewed out, all over something small.
"She's my friend! I don't care one bit that the Capitol wants me to kill her. It's not right! If it were up to me, I'd end this stupid charade once and for all!" I shouted back, earning a look of shock from Flora.
"Go ahead and tell all those stupid Gamemakers, or whatever they're called. In fact, go tell the District back home too! Tell everyone. Tell them that I HATE the Capitol, and it's stupid rules!" I continued, growing fiercer, by the minute. Flora was in udder disbelief. The sweet, harmless girl she was supposed to help train, was now a blazing wildfire, letting no one get in her way. As she stepped out the room, I quickly slammed the door, wanting this entire thing to end forever.

A/N

Yes, Breakaway is not dead. This took me about three months to think of the idea, and almost two days to do it. Already thinking of more chapters. Sorry about the lack of Galeniss. I want to focus more on how they rescue Prim, rather then how they are romantic with each other. I swear, hopefully the next chapter will have enough for you guys. ******IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT! PLEASE READ THIS!*********** Since I have sucked completely at posting new stuff, I'm gonna give you guys a special surprise. However, to get this awesometastic prize, you must do the following:

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