AN: Star Trek Celebration Chapter Tomorrow! Uhura and Chekov!

For now here's the district 2 reaping. Remember Zara? here she is.

Zara Fang

District 2- Age 17

Zara woke up to the sunlight streaming in the room she had awoken from her injuries three years ago. Blue walls, sunset across, most things were the same. Jason stared at her with sleepy eyes, his golden hair messy from sleep. He had recovered faster with her guidance, and she was stronger than ever. Her scars had healed quickly, yet the lines were visible, noticeable. Zara was self conscious about her appearance yet Jason thought she was beautiful and fierce.

"Morning." Jason smiled warmly. Her kiss in response was enough for him to realize her mood.

Zara was desperate, she was in love, as was he. Yet she had struggled to gain any remote respect, she was the best in the district, Jason knew she had a good chance. He was afraid of her dying, he was afraid of, if she won, what the Games would do to her. Zara knew that she would try as hard as she could to win. she wasn't like the other Careers, she wasn't arrogant or ignorant of her surroundings. Zara was fierce and determined, and not over confident.

"Morning back." She said, her dark blue eyes sympathetic, "We need to get dressed." Zara leapt out of bed silently, her reflexes quickly keeping her in balance. Zara knew she was trained well, however others as strong as her had fallen.

In the bathroom, Zara showered fast, combed her wavy black hair. Her hair had grown out shiny and beautiful, the electric blue ends bright and unique. Her hair now fell almost to her waist, but it dried fast in the wind. Zara didn't bother looking into the mirror. She already knew not to, for it brought back memories of the wolf creature, and the scars she bore were only a physical reminder. It was different, at night, Zara couldn't sleep without Jason, sometimes it wasn't possible even with him, to close her eyes.

Zara picked out a silk sliver dress that was long sleeved to hide her scars, but her left arm was bare. District 2 was cold today, for they had a losing streak of victories. Jason had been the last victor, three years time was unforgivable.

Many had died, yet 23 more would perish with them. Zara knew that her family would want her to go, and win. Her sister didn't, but that was different. Zakiya was pure, not touched by ambitions. She and Zara were very close, shared the same room, told secrets. Zakiya taught Zara about plants, what bird calls were habited to. She also taught her not to be arrogant.

Zara could thank Zakiya a thousand times and still wouldn't deserve her. Zara knew compassion. As she walked to the reaping with Jason, they took each other's company in silence. They knew each other well.

She payed attention to the speech, just the concepts. Zara had been chosen to represent her district three years ago, she chose to go this year. Last year, she wanted to be their for her sister's first reaping. Zakiya had been terrified. Zara taught her an important lesson that day: don't let your fears or emotions control you.

Zara watched as their escort, Lissa Pike, purple hair and all Capitol accent shrilled,

" Ladies first!" Zara locked eyes with Jason on the platform, his eyes pleading. She sighed, breaking the gaze. they would never be together if she didn't win.

The slip of paper was pulled, the name read, "Zakiya Fang!" Her sister.

In response, Zakiya and Zara stepped out at the same time. Zakiya turned to look at her sister, black hair and hazel eyes. Zara nodded, Zakiya stepped aside.

"I volunteer as tribute!" Zara Fang stated that clearly, her dress shining in the sunlight. she walked to the stage as her sister grabbed her hand. the cameras where on them now.

"Sis, don't let your fears and emotions consume you," Zakiya continued. staring into Zara's blue eyes,

" The needs of the many outweigh the need of the few." Zakiya smiled. Zara nodded in asent. Zara understood, she wasn't dumb.

"That was your sister?" Lissa asked.

"Yes," Zara said, "My name is Zara Fang."

"Here is our female tribute of district 2! Zara Fang!" Lissa shrieked. The male tribute was next.

Zara picked out a stawberry blonde haired teen with blue eyes lighter than hers. she knew who would be her district partner, and she was uneasy. She knew him better than what she wanted to, for he was strong.

Before the cameras could catch her scowl, she stopped, repeating what her sister said:

Dont let your fears and emotions consume you. The needs of the many outweigh the needs of the few.

(This had to be split... Sorry, onto the male tribute of district 2 please review...)