Hey guys, it has been a little while since I've posted, but here's the new chappie! Yay!

It had been three days since Rainbowdash won the games. They didn't pass very quickly either, they were three days of interviews and rehab over and over again. Rehabilitation was an interesting thing in the Capitol, they just let you express yourself and then ignored your problems completely. All Rainbowdash wanted right now was to go home, but she couldn't. That just wasn't an option right now.

Her father stood there in a frustrated and mannerly way. He didn't seem to want to make a bad impression on the people of the Capital. His blue fur and adventurous green eyes added to his seemingly kind personality, but recently he had been acting rather mean. Ever since the games were coming up, he started acting more rude and less fatherly. Rainbowdash didn't have a clue about him.

"Dash," her father said, "I think my tie isn't on right, could you straighten it for me?" He was asking this rather politely, and it was strange to Rainbowdash.

"Fine," Rainbowdash tried to straighten his tie, but there was a little slip of paper sitting snugly underneath it. "What is-

She was interrupted by her father puckering his lips tightly. Be quiet. She could feel that's what he wanted her to do.

"There," Rainbowdash improvised, "It's straight." She put the paper in her mouth.

Her father shook his head quickly.

She took the paper out of her mouth even faster. That was the worst idea you have ever had, Rainbowdash, she thought. She instead looked at the paper, and put it under her wings. She understood perfectly.

"Now," her father said, "Let's get the heck out of here. I have to talk to you." He walked her to her quarters, and started lecturing her. "I am so angry at you at you right now, you have no idea!"

"I thought you wanted me to win," Rainbowdash said in a frustrated tone.

"Not like that!" he yelled, "Betraying your allies. Running away. Being a coward!" His words stung her more than anything else ever could. More than the games. More than her desperate desire to find home. Wherever that could be.

"I'm sick of this!" Rainbowdash yelled back.

"Don't turn that tone on me young lady!" her father shouted, "I demand respect. I raised you! I took care of you! I could've gotten rid of you!"

"That's it!" Rainbowdash screamed, "I'm sick of this! And I'm sick of you!"

"Dear-

"Dear?! Why would you call me that?!"

"Dashy-

"Don't pull that trick on me now! You know I'm past that…"

"Dashy," her father said, "I do love you."

"As if," Rainbowdash responded, "Why should I believe that?"

"I…" her father started, "You… shouldn't." He dropped his head in shame as there was a knock on the door.

"Hello?" a voice said, "I heard loud yelling, and I wanted to make sure everything was okay."

Rainbowdash threw the door open. "What is it?" she asked roughly.

"Do you mind?" her father said before the mare could respond. He turned to Rainbowdash, "This is Miriam. She's my helper." He winked. "Don't you think Dashy and I could have a more private place to talk?"

"Of course," Miriam responded quickly. Her pink mane flew as she turned to lead them away, "There's a path that leads to the Presidential Garden. I can take you there, but I will have to stay there because you need to always be monitored." She led them down some corridors until they came to a door. The door had red spray paint all over it, saying, "Do Not Enter." But Miriam opened the door anyway.

A radio buzzed on Miriam and a voice asked, "What are you doing? Where are you going Miriam?"

"Ummm…" Miriam said nervously, "Don't worry about it." She turned off the radio. "It's time for you two to run. I'll be right behind you." She took a look at her watch. "It'll be a few more minutes until the helicopter arrives to pick you two up. Now, go! The forces will be here any minute!"

Rainbowdash and her father ran for their lives through the murky corridor. After a few minutes of running through the dark and moist hall they found a ladder. They climbed the ladder out of the underground, where they stood in a large grassy area. A helicopter sat in the middle of the grassy area, fully armed, with the symbol of District 13 stamped on the side.

"Are you ready to get out of here?" her father asked.

"Sure, dad," Rainbowdash responded politely. They ran together onto the helicopter.

"Should we go?" the pilot asked.

"No," her father said, "We should wait for Miriam." As soon as he said this, Miriam came out of the tunnel, waving her head back forth. She had the most horrified look on her face. Three guards came out right after her with fully loaded guns. They shot at Miriam.

"Close the door!" The pilot ordered.

Rainbowdash closed the door before her father argued otherwise. There was still enough time to see Miriam get shot, and scream out in pain before she fell over. Dead. Rainbowdash looked up to see her father crying. Miriam saved their lives.

"That was a good show you put on," Rainbowdash said lightly.

Her father merely cried in response.

Rainbowdash took out the note from underneath her wing and read it again:

Dear Dashy,

It feels like a long time since I've seen you. Even though it has only been a few weeks. I've had a lot of adventures in District 13. You shouldn't believe a word that the Capital says. All of us victors are alive and well, and we're plotting against the forces of the Capital. We were wondering if you'd like to join us, but of course you will. So just play along, our shouting is the signal.

Welcome to the rebellion sweetie.

Sincerely,

Your Father.

Wow what a complicated relationship with her and her father. I wonder what's gonna happen now that she's going to District 13! I don't know! Wait, I do! You don't know! Muahahahahahahahahahha!

Au revoir!