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a true hero isn't measured by the size of his strength, but by the strength of his heart." -Hercules.

~Diana's pov~

Today a day of dread, twenty-four in, and only one can come out alive. but that's not going to happen this year.

No its going to be two out, twenty-two dead, gone, no more, leaving behind a world that was all they known and Diana knew all this…and she hated it, as the prep team was going into panic mode and gathering there supplies, while cinna and Portia put the finishing touches on the interview dress, all Diana did was gaze at the tribute parade outfit.

"Today's the day ~ let the spark be lit." Diana thought wearily in her head.

~Maryanne pov~

I watched them, they were impatient to meet the fate of which tribute's that's lives will be in there hands. not knowing if they will survive or not, and will be emotionally and mentally scared when they watch those kids they come to know die. in a place they do not call home and no one to comfort them when they take there last breath, she knew what would happen and she knew she couldn't change it.

"We have to go now." mags muffled voice rang out down the hall.

"we're coming, you old hag" finnick shouted back, turning to Maryanne in the door way, indicating she should go to mags.

Maryanne did just that, and when they were all set they made there way to the reaping, more people began to gather in the streets, heading the way they were, no one spoke except for the worried whispers here and there.

mags and finnick wasn't bickering as usually like they always do, and that set Maryanne on edge, she read about the reaping but she never experienced one, never been in one and didn't want to either, the situation made her want to run in the other direction and never stop.

Eventually she split from her companions, knowing they would have to face the crowed of people they seen year after year, only two less today.

Maryanne stood with the other older group of children seeing as she was slightly under age. she glanced behind as older adult people who were watching with battered breath, possibly hoping there child wouldn't be picked, or some who just don't care anymore, placing bets of what age this years tributes will be.

Looking up at finnick and mags faces, brought tears to her eyes, those eyes with playful banters and filling warm, was now replaced with hard, cold lifeless eyes, and for that she cried for them.

they showed the film, went through girls and boy tributes, that sickened her seeing them no older then fifteen and possibly fourteen. all this everything she was seeing, the faces the crying the shear torture of it all was to much… and she blacked out.

~piper pov~

It's begun, I walked next to and I held onto rues hand, quelling and jinx held tight to there mother, fearing if they let go they would get snatched away.

poppy held onto the tail of my blouse, which kindly gave to me and wick trying to act like a man walked ahead, being brave and I looked at him sad that he had to be this way, and couldn't be a kid like he is.

The square was filthy, in and act of rebellion we didn't dare clean it. the square filled up fast I stood with my age limit, and gazed at rue who flickered her eyes to me, and back to her family she was scared, just like us all.

The film is shown and the mayor addresses the past victors, seeder with a buzzed cut hair style, and seemed really tall at this distance, and then there's chaff a chiseled facial structure, a muscular build, and one arm.

After the introductions of the victors comes, the caretaker or nanny as he was named, to pull out the names of the unfortunate souls that must partake into this sick, twisted nightmare created by one man a man that must be stopped.

"now onto the tributes." his hand swirled in the bowl, an act that made piper want to go rip his head off.

finally he stopped and pulled out a single slip, flatting it out the name was read loud and clear. "rue star." he said with a grin, then the sobbing began behind me, I might not be able to help thresh, but I would be a monkeys uncle if I wouldn't change rue's.and no one is going to stop me.

Pushing my way through my age limited sector, I pushed and shoved everyone in my way, not caring about them. my eyes were trained on rue's slow steps towards the stage, once I ducked under the rope that separated our ages, but this time it separated me and a little girl, that crept her way along with the rest of the district into my heart.

I was flanked on all side but as I said nothings going to stop me, as one lunged for me I pulled back my fist and punched him dead on in the face, loving the sound of crunching bone.

another tried to grab me from behind, using the first ever move I learned I flipped him over my shoulder, at this point the other district eleven population, children began running to parents and parents started to lash out if anyone dared to come take them away.

I didn't see that I caused a full on riot, but I still didn't stop myself from heading towards rue, not when Mr. fizz thrown a punch at a peacekeeper, not when they were tipping huge grains of seeds over, or the fires they started, not the faces of the past victors that's eyes were filled with shock and approval, my eyes were trained on rue and her only.

I was almost to her, I was so close but then I was pulled back by my collar, and restrained I looked into rues eyes as she looked into mine, and I let slip the words that could and would change everything….. I VOLENTER AS TRIBUT." I screamed as loud as I could and as if my words were an off switch the people calmed to face my struggling form.

the peacekeepers let me go and I slowly walked towards rue as she did to me, and then I found myself being engulfed by her arms around my waist, and me stroking her hair, jinx, poppy, quelling and wick all ran to me crying, telling me not to go. but I did and they know I have to.

I walked up on stage, and looked around at everyone who were still in place, some holding the collars of peacekeepers, others with pipes of steal in there hands even some with burning sticks to throw at the peacekeepers towers, it was like everything was in pause and there eyes were all trained on me as I stood up on that stage, and my eyes flickered to as many people I could, my people.

" what's your name." nanny's voice asked shockingly.

" my name is one of a million here, its piper rabbi." is how I reply.

Oooo….o-ok, on to the boys" nanny continued a fake smile, but before he could even walk to the bowl I heard a voice I know to well.

"I VOLIENTER." said the man I have meet briefly time to time, but that didn't stop me from my sadness and anger towards him, for volunteering.

thresh made his way to stand next to me, said his name and instead of shaking hands he eloped me into a hug which I returned.

And before we were whisked away to heavens knows what and maybe even our immediate deaths. I turned around at the last moment and I shouted to the top of my lungs ~THE SPARKES BEEN LIT, AND ITS SPREADING~ and at that the riot continued, and every district was watching.