Meleanda glanced at the guard through her metal bars. He was attractive. Short , cropped, black hair, shining brown chocolate pools as eyes. He was new and he was perfect.

"Excuse me!" She says, running her fingers through her hair suddenly. Her curly red locks bounced slightly as she shifted.

The guard looked around, as if to make sure she was indeed talking to him. Meleanda batted her eyelashes and smiled, gesturing for him to come over.

He did so, walking over cautiously. "W-what do you want?" he asks, like a small kid being bullied.

Mel smiles, twirling a long lock around her dainty fingers, the bright red lighting up her pale flesh. "Soo... What's your name? You new?"

The guard gulped before saying his name was Kem.

She tilted her head slightly. "Kem.. I like it." she then batted her eyelashes innocently and stuck her hand out.

Kem looked at her hand and then around the room. He then set his gaze on Mel. "I can't help you." he says, rather nervously.

Mel noted how he failed to mantain eye contact. Definetely worried. 'Oh.. I don't need help.. I just need.. An important favor to ask of you..." she says, raising her eyebrows when she said important.

"What do you mean?" he asks, narrowing his gaze.

"Well... it smells in here." she scrunched up her nose in disgust.

"What do you mean by that?" he asks, his gaze wavering slightly.

"I think you should go get something for me. Something I really need, from you Kem."

"Wha?" he states, hsi eyes widening.

Meleanda smirked, retrieveing her hand. "Well, It stinks of industrial fumes as it always does. Do you think you can make my life a little easier? Make it worthwhile?"

True to her word it stunk. In fact, it reeked of industrial fumes. The putrid scent always present, always destroying your lungs.

Kem looked at her again. "What?' he repeats.

Mel sighed, disgusted by the man's stupidity, then rubbed her temple. "Could you get me some air freshener?" she snaps.

Kem looked to her one last time and scuddled out of there.

Meleanda snapped her fingers in anguish. "Dammit." she muttered.

Flashback

"Papa, what did this man do?" the fourteen year old asked as they walked discreetly in the night.

"A very bad thing. Something so bad, that even the birds are in fear." the red haired man by the name of Al stopped suddenly. "Mela?" he asked, turning toward the young girl.

"Yes?" she asked, scratching her neck.

"Well.." he said, his eyes glittering with bloodlust. His jawline was tense as his fingers shook slightly, his grip on his knife slipping a little.

Meleanda looked at him in confusion, cocking her head slightly.

"We're here..."

End of Flashback

Meleanda shook her head to emptied it of lost memories. She paced around her cell. She couldn't wait until reapings. She could finally make Papa proud. Where ever he was..

Calico gave a huff as he pushed the sweeper. It was after hours at the factory as usual and Calico had just started. His job was to clean the windows, floors and equipment. It was a laborious task yet it was worth in order to survive. The twelve year old gave yet another huff as he contiously pushed the sweeper down on one spot.

"Why won't this spot go away?" he asks him self in a whisper.

After what seemed like five minutes to him, the spot finally dissapered. His arms burning slightly.

Why doesn't Yena work? His mind asked.

Yena was his stepmother. His evil stepmother. Calico couldn't decipher his feelings toward her. She was mean, cruel, and downright hateful but she was his caretaker. So what if she used a good portion of the money for herself? So what if she gave him scars on his hands? She was the only one left that stood between him a community home.

There was awful tales about it, and that one semester he went to school the children were whispering things about the one kid that sat in the front of the classroom. Calico couldn't help but notice the boy wore a suit of bruises and had an infected cut. Now, Calico wasn't one to actually approach a person but this boy struck a note with him.

After school he had shakily approached him.

"H-h-hello." he had whispered to the kids back.

The boy had turned around with a side ways smile. His leg was anxiously moving up and down as he held out a hand. "I'm Nape!" the boy said.

Calico nodded and gave him a quick hand shake, uttering out his name in slow sylabells.

"Um... you can come to my house.. I mean if you want! Cause your hand is i-infected and stuff and I was just suggesting.." he said quickly.

The boy gave a smile and nodded...

Now that boy was his best friend. One of the only people he trusted.

Calico gave a short sigh as he started on the windows.

"Why so down, son?" a familiar voice asks.

Calico turned around, trying to contain his obvious fright. "Well, I'm not down.. My arms just hurt." he admits, giving his arm a massage.

"Well, how about this? I'll give you a bit of a reaping day gift." the amn said.

"Er.. Alright Tyler?" he says in questioning manner.

Tyler gave a smile and dug his hands into his pockets, bringing out a pouch.

"I'm gonna give you a few Capitol Dubloons. I'm outta CornelCash." he explained, finding the names for money now a days ridiculous. They used to be simply called 'Dollars' and 'Coins'.

Calico didn't really want to take his money, but he knew he should. It was rude to not accept gifts. So he graciously accepted the money and gave a smile. Tyler patted his head before he left, saying goodbye to Calico.

Calico waved before continuing his job. The lights dimmed as he started on rusty macheniery with a noxious scent you could never quite get rid of...

Everybody was wearing there very best clothes. Girls wearing the prettiest dresses they could find, boys having new shoes. The whole shabang.

The escort by the name of Plutopia walked up the to the mic. Her blue hair was shaped into a perfect ball as her nails had a silvery glint to them. She tapped the microphone once as if to get their attention.

Most of the heads turned to her direction, just wanting to get this over with. As others just talked amongst themselves.

Plutopia tapped the microphone once more, finally gaining most of the attention.

"This year is quite special!" she trills. "Two young people will be chosen to be in the millenia games! A game like no other! We shall start with the girls first!"

The escort walked over to the bowl and directed a photo finished smile at the cameras. She plunged her ghastly pale hand into the boy. Witha quick snip of her wrist she plucked a piece of paper out of the nearly overflowing bowl.

She walked over and gave adeep breath. "Meleanda Smithers!"

Meleanda gave a small smirk, holding her head high. She looked directly at a camera and gave a quick wink before dashing up there.

Plutopia gave her a programmed smile and walked over the boys bowl.

"Calico Crossover!"

Calico heard his name. It rung in his ears like a bell, a million sensations of bee stings played throughout his fingers.

His skin turned paler than usual and his stomach flipped, without a pause. His brown eyes widened as he shakily walked up to the stage.

"Everybody! Our tributes for this years games!"

Calico's Goodbyes

Calico sat on a plush chair. The room consisted of several chairs identical to one another and velveteen walls. Though Calico couldn't pay attention to any of the nice district 8 decor. He was reaped! He couldn't believe it!

He had quickly figured out that tesserae would get his name on a few more slips yet he didn't expect he would be picked. At least not yet. He was on twelve.

He heard a door open as a peacekeeper said 'three minutes'. Calico looked at the person who had entered.

His best friend Nape came in automatically pacing. "You can win! I know you can win!" he says.

"Not really." Calico says softly.

"Don't talk like that!" he says, his voice raising.

"Can you at least come over here?" Calcico suggests.

Nape stopped and marched over there. "What?" he asks.

Calico gave a small smile and held ouit his arms. Nape rolled his eyes slightly before submitting to a smile. He gave Calico a hug. "I'll see you when you get back."

"Well.. I should tell you something.." Calico starts, pulling back.

Nape looked at him with worry bright in his eyes. "What? Oh! I forgot! You should wear this as a token.. It's your dad's. I don't think Yena will miss it."

Calico gazed down at the token. It was his Father's blood red necktie. He grabbed it gingerly gazing at it for a moment. "Thanks.." he mumbles, a feeling of warmth overcoming him.

"Of course!" Nape starts. "Your dad will guide you through these games."

"It was his favorite.. The one he always wore." Calico says, wrapping the red silk around his pale arm.

Nape smiled again. "So you know what?"

"Time's up!" a strict voice calls, a white glove motioning the olive skinned boy out. Nape's expression fell as he quickly gave Calico one last hug. "I'll see you when you finish these games!" Nape says, waving as he exited.

"Thanks again!" Calico shouts to Nape as he vanishes. A bright red blush tainted his cheeks as the peacekeeper looked at him.

Next in came Tyler. His eyes seemed to have been rubbed raw and his brown hair was sticking up in odd places.

"Listen kid." he chokes. "Win, alright?"

Calico opened his mouth as if to object but quickly put a smile on his face and nodded.

"Okay, I'm leaving. But you should know that you are like a son to me." he says, giving Calico a quick hug before dashing out.

Calico felt the tears threaten to come, but pushed them back. He took a seat. The next person who came to see him off surprised him. Yena.

Yena came in with a know-it-all smirk plastered on her chubby face. Her gelatinous fat bounced around as she took a seat.

"Hello deary.." she coo's, smoothing back her short, platinum hair.

"Hello." Calico says wearily.

"So, I see you have your father's necktie. Who gave you the right to that?" Yena says, her face becoming serious. "As well, who gave you the right to be chosen? I need my money you know.."

Calico just stared at her as she glared at him.

"Well, I see you are dead set on not responding. I can see why you father hated you so much, why uour mother died at the sight of you." she sneers.

Calico was used to this. He was used to her words, her words that made such thoughts even more possible.

"Or did you kill your mother? Maybe.. You are a mistake. In all seriousness, your father told me a few things.."

Calico leaned forward eagerly, hoping she would say something decent for once.

"He said to me one day 'Why didn't that boy die along with his mother? It would be a million times nicer that way!'."

"He didn't say that." he says in a shaky voice, afraid she may have a switch on hand.

"What did you say?" she demands, towering above him.

"Y-ou hear. Nothing." he gulps, looking away.

She sat back down with a satisfied gaze. "Can I ask you something?"

"Sure."

"Of course I can, I'm your mother!" Yena says, leaning forward. "For once could you not mess up? Could you bring home my money? Ahh... just think of the men I could get!"

'Nobody would go to you even for money!' his mind seemed to shout.

"Maybe then you won't be such a mistake? Ahh, yet you are a weak idiotic child! One who's parents hate him so. Speaking of which..." she says, grabbing Calico's hand roughly.

She yanked off his father's tie and started walking off.

"W-wait! That's mine!" Calico says, running forward, grabbing her hand.

She yanked it out of his grip and looked to him with a menacing glare. "Stupid! This is mine! All of mine!" she spat, opening the door.

"Wait!" he cries, quickly latching onto her leg.

Yena contined to walk, dragging along poor Calico in the process.

A peacekeeper bent down and yanked on him, easily taking him off of her.

"Wait! She has my tie! It's my token! Please!Mr."

SLAM!

He was thrown in the room and the door slammed shut. Calico banged on the door, screaming bloody murder. After ten minutes he slumped to the ground and silently cried into his hands...

Well! All of my reaping chapters are done now all I'm waiting on is Pika's and Jenna's! Then we can do train rides! I hope you like this chapter, I hope it's alright. Also, please review! Reviews are like presents, they make the day brighter! Lol.

Anyways, thank you for reading. We will be doing train rides, three districts at a time.

We will have...

3 chapters on 'Train Rides'

Then a Chariot Ride chapter

Then after the chariot rides

Then day one of training! Also, we might throw so fillers in there! Lots of exclamation oints.

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