WE ARE ON OUR LAST GROUP AND I'M OFFICIALLY FREAKING EXCITED!

We are nothing without each other,

When it's said and done.

We are oceans crashing together.

The storm is on the run.

We are madness, we are beauty, we're our own redemption.

Can't let these walls, come between us.

Our hearts will bleed as one.

Ava Willows

Reawakened Tribute # 20

Huckleberry's Group

I'm more than a little nervous right now.

I hear two men's voices, and I have no idea where they are coming from. I can't see anything, and there is a blinding light in my eyes. My hearing is slowly fading back in, but for some reason that is gone as well.

About five minutes of hearing faded low voices, I can finally start to make out what the voices are saying.

"It was a low blow from the guy from 5 to stab her in both ears before killing her." says the man that is on my right side. I don't know what he looks like due to my eyes still being blinded by some light, but I don't feel as threatened anymore.

"Well, she should have run faster." says the other man's voice.

I wonder who they're talking about. This poor girl sounds very, very unlucky. I hope that she's at least resting in peace now. Especially if she died as brutal as they are saying she did. No one deserves to out in such a graphic manner.

About 5 more minutes, and I'm able to see around the room. I realize that there is no one in the room except for me, and the 2 men. I notice right away that they are doctors, or at least they are dressed like some. Could this mean I won the games? I couldn't possibly of...I...I'm not that strong.

I sit up in the bed to both of the men's surprise. They urge me to lay back down, but I've never been one that likes lying down. When they realize that I don't plan on lying down, they look at each other and shrug.

"Ava, I'm sure you have loads of questions. Just know that you died, and now you're back."

"Wait, what?" I ask confused. Shocked even. I couldn't possibly be the girl that they were talking about.

"We need you to put this on."

They hold out a black watch, and I hold out my wrist attempting to be compliant, but this is all getting to be a little much for me right now. They begin pressing buttons on the watch, and I want to speak, I'm just at a loss for words.

"Good luck, Ava." they say as they push a big green button on the watch.

16 Years after Reawakening

Ava Willows, 16

Huckleberry's Group

District 3 Female

"So why is it that you want to take my baby girl out again, Joseph?"

Dad does this every time. Me and Joseph have been together since we were literally twelve, and he's asked him that literally every time since our first date when we were 13.

"Daddy, do we have to this every time?" I whine as I throw my head up.

Today is me and Joseph's anniversary. He's a great guy, and I'm really glad that I get to be with him, but I'm scared. I'm scared because I don't want, as dramatic as this sounds, I don't want to live without him.

He's been such an important part of my life, and we've been through so much together. I can't imagine living my life without him. However, the truth is that if everything goes according to plan...only one of us are getting out of that arena. That makes me terrified. Because I know if it came down to it, he would give up for me. He deserves more than that. He deserves to win this.

"Ava, you know that I like to keep him under a strict understanding of what this is going to look like-"

"Yeah, it'll end up with at least one of us dead in two years. Now if you don't mind."

I grab Joseph's hand and lead him out the doorway, but not before looking back at Daddy and wishing I hadn't said that. He doesn't know I know this, but him and Aunt Mack have been secretly hooking up for awhile now, I even would go as far to think they're secretly married. I know that they feel bad that they have to be the ones that send us to the arena. How ironic that the people who gave everything up for us, have to do the same thing twice now. I know they consider us their actual children. I know dad believes that I'm his daughter.

Look at it this way though, I'm probably going to die in two years anyways. What's the worst of the situations I can get into? Things have never been simple in the Jenkins household. I just wish that after a few years of dating Joseph my dad would understand that I know how to handle myself, and that he can trust us to not do something like run away.

We would never do that to him or Chanel. We know there would be consequences.

"That was a little harsh, Ava."

Joseph stares at me as he grabs my hand and pulls back on it a little. He wants to make sure I'm okay, which I understand, I just need a minute to get my thoughts together before I begin to start talking about what is going on.

"Can we just drive, I promise I'll talk to you about it. I just need a bit."

He nods, and walks to the passenger side of the car, and opens it for me. He doesn't ask anymore questions, and I know he won't until I'm ready.

"There is a carnival in town." he says as he gets into his side of the car, and puts the keys into the ignition. "I thought we could go and check it out."

"I'm always down for a funnel cake." I say. He puts the car in reverse, and begins to back out of the driveway. He turns on the radio to his favorite indie station, and begins to mumble the words to the song on the radio.

It's a quiet ride. It's not awkward, and it's not troubling. We're at a point in the relationship where it's very normal for us to just be. I know that I can be myself, and he does to. We're like the annoying married couple who can finish each other's sentences. We just don't feel the need to do so.

"Are you nervous for the list to come out tomorrow?" he ask.

He knows I'm not nervous. I've been pretty consistent for where I fall as far as placement. He on the other hand has always been higher on the list. He feels the need to compete, and to be the best. I know that this is his way of trying to bring it up. So I play along.

"No, I'm not that nervous about it. I'm pretty solid on where I fall everytime. Something I'm not excited for is that Honora will probably be the highest placing girl again." I love the girl, but she gets a little much at this point in the year. The year that she tied for victor with Wyatt, she threw a chair across the room.

"She'll never win the games." says Joseph. We pull up to a red light, and stop the car. He looks at me with his dark brown eyes, and smiles. "Someone like you is going to win it."

"I hate when you say that." I say tensing up.

He looks confused, and reaches for my hand, but I pull it away.

"What's wrong, babe?" he ask.

"I just," I don't know how to phrase what I want to say. I don't want to sound harsh, or like I'm telling him what to do. "It makes me feel like you're giving up when you say things like that. Joseph, honestly, I'd be okay with dying if it meant that you would live. I love you so much, and it's just hard now that we are so close, and it's easy to pretend like everything's okay right now, but the truth is, two years from now, we will be at each other's throats. Or worse, you'll be only protecting me and not focusing on yourself."

He turns my face to face him, as tears are streaking down my face. I begin to wipe my eyes, but he pulls me in for a kiss, and hey, might as well get them why I can. When we pull apart he looks me dead in the eyes. "Ava, I love you too. If it makes you feel better, let's make a pact. No dying for the other. Let's make it right now."

He won't follow it. He knows I won't either. If the going gets rough, I'll gladly jump in front of a knife for him. I don't have a chance at winning anyways.

"You know we won't do that." I say.

"But for now, it makes for an appeasing night, and a night to just relax." he says with a soft smile.

A car behind us honks, and we realize that it's a green light, and he begins to drive again. He reaches for my hand, and this time I hand it to him. He might think that he's going to get me out of the arena, but I'm promising right now, I will do everything I can to get him out of the arena.

What's wrong with the world, mama

People livin' like they ain't got no mamas

I think the whole world addicted to the drama

Only attracted to things that'll bring you trauma

Day of the Capitol Reapings 16 years ago

Rachel Callowgwey, 21

President of Panem

Huckleberry turns to hand me a slip from the boys section. He doesn't dig, he doesn't bother trying to pick the one most deserving. 15 innocent names rest in his bowl. He picks the one on the very top and hands it to me. With a sympathetic look to the mothers, he takes a deep breath.

"Caius Sevara."

Similar to the first mother, this one tried to fight off the nurses as well. She screamed and shouted, but this one didn't go down without a fight. When the needle came, she knocked the nurse over, and made a run for it.

She was stopped by the Doctor, and the baby was taken and handed to Huckleberry. The nurses with the sedation comes up behind her and sticks her, and she eases down into a sleep.

I begin to walk out of the room with Huckleberry and Mackenzie behind me. We are making our way down the main hallway, when a man is walking towards me with a rapid pace. Something like this for normal people would just make them tense. I was trained, and won the Hunger Games, and this is a red flag.

Upon approach, he pulls a knife out of his pocket and swings it at me. Instincts take over, and I flash back to the games, to the invasion, to Marissa's death. I disarm the man and slam the knife into her head. He goes down. He had a hospital bracelet on, and looking down I read the name "Victor VanBelle".

"Oh my gosh." says Mackenzie.

"Holy shit." says Huckleberry.

I take a deep breath and try to fight off the tears that are welling up in my eyes. I can't seem weak. I can't seem like I'm not made for this. I look over to the nurse and clear my throat.

"Clean this up." I say. I step over the dead man's body, and begin my walk to the car waiting for me at the front of the hospital.

Before I have a chance to make it to the door however, a man stops me. He doesn't touch me, he doesn't try to force himself. He just stands in my way. There is a look about him that says he's desperate, and I know if I just killed the girl's father, this has to be the boy's.

"My name is Apollo Sevara. My wife and I have tried to have a baby for years." Tears are strolling down his face looking at me. "Please don't take away my boy. We've had so many miscarriages, and he was the first to survive. He was our little survivor."

A twinge of guilt fills my body, I don't know how to handle this, or what to do. He's not attacking me, or harassing me. He's asking me to spare his son's life. Something that shouldn't have to be asked in the first place anyways. I look back at Huckleberry as he is holding the boy in his hands. Even on his first day out, he has a beautiful head of blonde hair.

"Wipe the families memory." I tell the nurse. "Do the other girl's mom too."

My guard hands her a little white device. As I walk past the man he falls to the ground, and begins to sob. I hear his sobs, and my guard trying to explain how to use the device to the nurse. The last thing I hear before getting into the car is the sound of a flash.

16 years after the Capitol Reapings

Caius Sevara, 16

Huckleberry's Group

Capitol Male Tribute

Today is the day. I'm going to talk to her, I'm going to meet my mom.

I wasn't supposed to know about her existence, and honestly until I was twelve I thought I was genuinely part of the Jenkins family tree. Everything changed that day for me though.

It's funny, isn't it? How some simple and bothersome task given to you by someone can change your life forever. A pair of batteries. That's all I was supposed to get. Dad had to hide them, because if we knew where they were we would always use them for our video games, and he wouldn't have them when we needed them. He always trusted me a little more than the rest of them though. It's why I was so adamant to believe that he was my dad.

"Caius," he whispered to me. "The batteries are in my closet on the third shelf, behind a door. It's a hollowed out part of the wall. Go get your sister some batteries for her controller."

I was twelve. I was just irked that he wanted me to do something like that, but at the same time I was so excited he trusted me with this information, that I didn't even think I would find anything in the wall other than batteries. I was wrong though.

"How bothersome." I said getting up from my spot on the couch.

"Thank you, son." he replied.

Walking into that closet, I could feel it. I could feel that something in that moment was going to change things, and I dismissed it. When I opened up the followed out wall to get the batteries, I saw them on top of a bunch of papers. Maybe, I shouldn't have been nosey, maybe I should have just closed the opening, but I didn't. I looked at the paper.

Caius Sevara

Born at 11:43 am on 08/23/301ADD

Mother: Anesia Sevara

Father: Apollo Sevara

It didn't take me long to figure out that the birth certificate was mine. I found everyone else's in the opening as well. I was so shocked, and I didn't know if I should confront him about it, or just play along and do my own research.

I did my own research, turns out my father had a vendetta against the Capitol. He fought alongside a group of rebels, that were against President Rachel reinstating the Hunger Games. He did an interview before his execution explaining he didn't want his future daughter growing up in a world where such cruelties still exist. He died two years after I was taken. My mother had a daughter while he was still on death row. She was pregnant with his child, and she had her exactly a year before he was killed. My sister's name is Tammy.

After he died my mother went back to live with her parents, who owned a mall in the Capitol. They haven't left.

Fast forward now, and Tammy, my mother, and her daughter that she had in what I'm assuming was a one night stand, come to this park every Tuesday to let her youngest daughter play. It looks to be there family outings. I've come close to talking with her before, but never have been able to. Not today though, I told myself that I would do this. I want to at least talk to her before I'm stuck in an arena fighting for my life. It's the reason I told everyone that was going to the carnival to meet at this park at 7:45, because I knew she leaves at 7:00. It's 6:30 now.

Tammy and my mom are sitting on a park bench watching the youngest daughter play on the jungle gym. The little girl falls, and Tammy runs to go make sure she's okay.

My palms are sweating, and my stomach is in knots, but I walk over to the bench and sit down. It's quiet for a minute, and I can literally feel my stomach turning round and round, when she looks at me.

"Excuse me, I don't mean to be rude." she says. "But are you the young boy from the Hunger Games reality show?"

I'm not surprised she watches, it's kind of a requirement to watch us on TV. Which better way to know who you want to support than to know the tributes first hand. I try to respond, but my voice catches, and I all of a sudden forget how to use it.

"I don't mean to bother you, it's just that you're my daughter, Tammy," she points to the teenage girl blowing on her sister's skinned knee. "Well, you're her favorite. She hopes you win in the long run."

"She and I both." I say with a slight smile.

She laughs, and extends her hand. "My name is Anesia Splice."

"Caius." I say extending my hand.

She smiles and we shake hands, and then she turns back to her daughters.

"Tammy!" she calls from the bench. "Is Aria okay?"

The girl looks up to answer, when she sees me sitting here, and her eyes widen. She picks up the little girl, and runs over to her mom.

"Yeah, mom, she's okay." as she hands her sister off, and turns back to me. "Tammy Splice" she says extending her hand. "My grandparents own the mall down the road from here, the Splice Shops." she says smiling.

I extend my hand to meet hers. "My name is-"

"Caius!" she says. She turns red when she realized that she answered for me, and then starts to backpedal a little bit. "Sorry, it's just that everyone knows who you are. You're kind of famous around here." she says.

"Only a little bit." I say shrugging my shoulders. My phone buzzes, and I reach into my pocket to check it.

Cai we're going to run a little late.

Chanel has us on dish duty.

Me and O will be there when we can.

-Sashen

Not even a second later my phone rings again, and this time it's from Jade.

Hey Caius, we are going to be running late.

Mom is spazzing out because Shawn scored low on his survival final.

He's the only one who can drive.

See ya soon,

Jade

"How irksome." I mutter to myself.

"What is?" ask Anesia, or my mom?, I'm not sure what to call her.

"I was actually waiting on my friends. We were planning on going to the carnival tonight." I say as I respond to both of them letting them know they're okay.

"We can wait with you!" says Tammy eagerly. "Right mom?"

"No honey, I'm sure he has much better things to do than to-"

"No," I say cutting her off. "I'd like that a lot actually."

She shrugs her shoulders, and Tammy looks at me with excitement. "You have to tell me all about the others." she says.

I smile, as it dawns on me that I'm actually talking to my sister, my mother, and my half sister. This is something that I never thought would happen. I tell them everything, well, everything besides the fact we're actually related.

They learn all about the behind the scenes training, and the dislikes of the group. Who's someone that's nice, who's an annoying person. Anything you need to know about the tributes I make sure to tell them. I hadn't noticed how much time passed until Sashen taps me on the shoulder.

"Hey Caius, you ready to go?"

"OH MY GOSH THERE'S TWO OF THEM, MOM!" screams Tammy in excitement. Sashen smiles and introduces herself, and my birth family responds with the same respect.

"Yeah, I'm ready." I say getting up from the bench.

"It was really nice meeting you, Caius." says Anesia with a smile. I realized that we share that trait.

"It was awesome meeting you guys to." They begin to walk away, but I stop them. This is the first time we spoke, ever. I'm not ready to give that up yet. "Hey, Tammy!"

She turns around, unsure of the situation and why I called her back.

"I would love to keep in touch." I say pulling out my phone, and handing it her. "Put your number in?"

She smiles and puts it in. "Here ya go!" she says.

"Awesome." I say. "I can tell we're going to be great friends."

My birth family walks off, and I turn to Sashen who is giving me some weird eyebrows facial expressions. I dismiss it and keep walking to meet Orion in the parking lot. Shawn, Jade, and Sylvia are just pulling into the parking lot as well. With a couple of honks Jade and Sylvia wave.

"Are we going to talk about who that was?" she ask me.

"Who was?" I ask. "I think what we actually should talk about is how irksome it is that you guys were over an hour late."

"Caius Sevara, I've never seen you interested in a girl before! What's special about her?"

I try to stifle a laugh to no avail. I haven't told anyone I know the truth about my family. I don't think it would be fair to them if mine was so close, and theirs was so far away in their district. I just shrug it off.

"There wasn't anything special. She was just some fan of the show. She was fun to talk to." I say. "I probably won't even text her." I say getting into the backseat of the car.

"Who was that?" ask Orion as Sashen gets in.

"Caius' new girlfriend." she says.

"Dude she was cute." says Shawn.

"Can we just go to the carnival like we planned, please?" I say.

Orion shrugs, and puts the car in reverse, and we begin to make our way to the carnival.

"I want to talk about me

Want to talk about I

Want to talk about number one

Oh my me my"

Carmen Diego

Reawakened Tribute # 21

Huckleberry's Group

"15th place?!"

I stare at the doctor in amusement. Not only was I told I lost the Hunger Games, but I was told I got 15th place. It absolutely amazes me quite honestly! I trained my whole life for this! I was ruthless, I was mean, I was vindictive. I had all the makings of a victor, but I still fell short!

"Carmen, you really need to calm down." says the nurse as she is trying to soothe me into behaving.

"Don't tell me what to do!" I scream. "I just found out that my whole life I trained for something I lost, and then not only did I lose, but you brought me BACK in order to compete, AGAIN!"

Then it dawns on me though. I've been given a second chance. I've been given a chance to right the wrongs of the past. I'll go back in time, and kill all those bitches that try and get in the way of my inevitable win. Besides, it can't be that hard, I am a district 1 after al-

My thoughts are interrupted by a needle going into my arm. The world gets fuzzy, and I hear something about a sedation?

16 Years after Reawakening

Carmen Diego, 16

Huckleberry's Group

District 1 Female

"Come on guys, it's time to go to the roller coaster." says Honora as she leads the way. Her posse of mindless zombies follow, and that means that I have to as well.

I'm playing these kids like a fiddle. I've been hiding the fact that I'm a totally awesome person that is hell bent on destroying each and everyone of them as the games gets closer and closer. I play dumb, act like I have no idea what the hell is going on. Screw up in practice on purpose, but I know the deal.

I know that I can win this thing. Honora isn't even that good. She's actually a bit of an intolerable person. Vera isn't so bad if you can get past the mountain of makeup she puts on everyday, and Jinx is just weird. I genuinely like Artemis. Shame I'll have to kill her in the games.

"Honora, my hair will get messed up." says Vera annoyed as she follows our "fearless" leader to the line at the roller coaster. Honora starts to push past people, and makes her way to the front of the line. People don't question it. Around the Capitol she's kind of known for throwing her temper tantrums, and she's really not into being questioned.

"I told you to wear a bun or a pony tail, Vera." says Honora. "If you could have gotten over yourself for more than 5 seconds, you would have brought a scrunchie or a hair tie." she says venomously.

She turns to the front of the line where she smiles sweetly at the teenage boy controlling the ride. When she isn't looking I hand Vera the extra hair tie I had on my wrist.

"Are you crazy?!" she ask me. "Honora will have your head."

"You're like, famous." I say in my best dumb girl voice. It's pretty good, I've been perfecting it since I was seven. "Tell her someone overheard you and went on and bought you some."

Vera smiles thankfully as she puts her hair up in a pony tail. The roller coaster stops, and Jinx, Artemis, and Honora cross into the gate. Before Vera, and I were able to get in she stops us, and holds her hand up.

"You broke the cardinal rule of being in this group. Never question me." she says as she closes the gate. "You two can wait by the benches over there."

Vera looks sad as she turns around and begins her walk of shame. Everything in me wants to sock this girl in the jaw, and show her what a real fight would be, but I can't blow my cover after I've worked so hard to maintain this dumb girl sketch.

"Are you seriously stupid? Or do you just not follow instructions ever?" she ask me.

I realize that I haven't moved, which in reality is a good thing. I've gotten really good at putting on my blank stare when I'm deep in thought. It adds a lot to the part if we're honest.

"Seriously, is there anything in between your ears?" she ask again more impatient. "Get moving 1."

I turn and begin to walk back to where Vera is sitting. She has her head in her hands, and she is crying hard. She tries so hard to be Honora's right hand man, she always ends up losing out to Jinx. I totally can see why, Vera is, well. Vera. Jinx is serious, and way mysterious. She also is into this whole psychic thing, and I'm honestly scared to cross her out fears she'll put a hex on me or something.

"I just try so hard." says Vera as I sit down.

Bingo, here we go. I've been looking for a way to start planting doubt about Honora for ages, and this, even though it's very cruel, will just have to do.

"I know you do, honey." I say as I put my hand on her back. She continues to sob a little bit more, and then blows her nose into a tissue.

"Like, I just want to be best friends with her like we used to in the old days! Everything was so simple before we all started taking these games so seriously. Like why do I even try? Honora is going to win anyways. She gets EVERYTHING." she whines into my shoulder.

I honestly don't want her head anywhere near me. And I could do without her mascara running down my blouse, but if this is step one in taking down Honora, this is going to have to be a sacrificial blouse.

"Who says she has to?" I ask

She picks up her head and stares at me with a look of fear. "What are you talking about, Car?"

"Why does she have to be the victor?" I ask. "People like me and you work just as hard in training. Why do we have to hand her the crown, and life? Are you willing to die for her, Vera?"

"No." she sniffles as she wipes her nose. "I hate her." she then looks really guilty right away. "But I also love her." she starts to cry again. The "r" in her is dragged out as she throws herself back onto my shoulder.

And I thought I was the dumb one.

"Look, Vera." I say. "We're friends, so I feel like I can tell you this." I say.

She stops crying and looks up at me. She wipes her eyes, and I pull a kleenex out of my purse for her to make herself look presentable.

"The group we are in is big targets in the games. Honora has made enemies with a lot of people, and because of that you're guilty by association." I say. She glances back at me as I continue to explain my logic. "If we don't stick with her, we have a higher chance of getting out of that arena when it's all said and done."

She looks scared that we are even talking about this, and the roller coaster is already half way around the course.

"Think about it, Vera. A life of lavish luxury. Anything you could ever possibly want, handed to you on a silver platter. You don't have to worry about Honora dictating your every move. You'll have control over your own life."

"I like that idea." she says quietly.

"I'm glad."

"So what does this mean?" she ask me.

"We need to make an alliance. We need to pull Artemis in, and maybe for good favor the couple from 3. I don't think the boy and girl popular groups will mix. So it'll be Honora and Jinx on their own. They won't even make it past the second day."

"I'll need time to think about this." says Vera.

"Just keep me updated."

The roller coaster stops, and we hear people coming out of the ride.

"Alright bitches, it's over. On to the next one." Honora says walking away.

Yes indeed, Honora. On to the next one.

I hope you liked these tributes! We have one more introductory chapter left! Can you believe it?! Also, I would like to thank Ansley (CreativeAJL) for being cool with some changes that I made to his tribute. I know he worked hard on him, and I changed quite a bit of his backstory. Also, read Ansley's story.

After this last introductory I think the next few chapters will be from the parent's POV, cool?

Keep it classy,

Caleb