Rora Hitchens' POV

My arm is throbbing, but I can barely feel it. All feeling has gone numb as I sit in a dreary room in the justice building and wait to say my goodbyes. The peacekeepers were so cruel with me and they never bothered to give me a sling or a cold pack. I just sat there, too afraid to move and hurt myself.

My parents and Alexis rush into the room. Alexis is about to embrace me, but notices my arm and pulls back. My sister opens her hand, and folded neatly in her palm is the poem I has helped write.

"Rora, this is for you," she opens my fingers and fold the poem inside, "You will win, sis. I hope your arm gets better."

But, in truth, I looked down at my arm, not really sure if the capital could fix it. I knew that if I went into the arena like this, I wouldn't last for long.

"Mom, take care of the dogs for me," I request to mom.

"I will, when you get home, they'll be perfectly fine. You're going to come back home and everything will be back to normal."

She's right. I will win and I will see my family again. I'll see Koda and Alexis and my parents and everything will be back to normal.

"Times up," a peacekeeper in a crisp white uniform escorts my family out.

"I love you!" Mom calls as she's pulled outside.

There I was, sitting alone. I had never felt more alone in my life.

Athena May's POV

I was still shaken up from the reapings. I was trembling in the soft chair, nicer than anything I've seen in Eleven. My dad and brothers are thrown into the room roughly by peacekeepers. My dad was the first to speak.

"Athena, I'm so sorry. I should have let you train with your brothers."

I hesitate, "Dad, there's something I need to tell you. All those years when you've been training the others, I've gotten training to."

There is a shocked look on his face.

Quickly, Cesar chimes in, "I trained her in everything you taught me. I would sneak her up to the arena at night and she would watch the games. She and I would stay after everyone has left and train. She's better than most of the fighters I've seen."

I brace myself for the yelling from dad. But he just sighs with relief.

"Cesar, thank you. Athena, you may just have a shot at winning this."

Dad pulls a clunky package from his pocket. He unwraps it and inside is a rock.

"What is that?" I ask, curious.

"A rock," I still don't understand. Dad sees the confused look on my face, and clarifies.

"It's not just any rock. It's an Alamo rock. Hundreds of years ago, there was a place called Texas. And there was a battle. Panem used to be a country called America, and next to America was a country called Mexico. At the time, Texas belonged to Mexico, but Texas wanted to be part of America. So there was a battle at a fortress called the Alamo. There were thousands of Mexicans, but only a hundred Texans. The Texans fought up until the last man."

"And did they win?" I ask, wanting to know more.

"No. But they inspired the soldiers for the rest of the war. And eventually, the Texans did win. And without them, we wouldn't have District Four. This rock is one of the few remaining pieces of the Alamo. With the stone, you will remember that you can be a spark for something big. You can defy the odds and win the Games."

"Thanks Dad," I pocket the stone and hug him, "I love you all."

"You can win," Tiberius reassures me.

"Fight like I thought you, and you will win," Cesar tells me. And with that, my family has left. But the hope stayed.

Rye Field's POV

I'm still processing what has just happened as Mom rushes into the room and looks at me seriously. We embrace and then she looks right into my eyes.

"Listen, Rye. This could be the chance we've been waiting for. If you win, we'll have enough money and we'll never have to work again. Just try your hardest, and you will win, okay?"

"I promise, Mom."

All I wanted was for her to be happy. I don't want her to work a day in her life and I don't want her to be stressed.

"Heres my advice, get a small group of tributes from the outer districts, no one too strong and work together. Stay hidden and only kill if necessary. I love you, Rye, and I'll see you in a few weeks."

We embrace until a peacekeeper drags her away. Roughly, I'm pulled over to the train and escorted inside, taking one last look at my district.

A/N

So this is the last chapter of goodbyes. I'm going to do two chapters for the train ride and then it's on to the capital. Every tribute gets at least one capital POV. Heres the question!

Name three things Katniss gets from the cornucopia in the Hunger Games.

Thanks!

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