For Love, Humanity, And All Things Worth Living For

Summary: Katniss got Peeta back, they get married and have kids. Great. But what do you get when you find that the lovely couple couldn't stop Snow, and the Hunger Games rage on?

Easy. Ladies and Gentlemen, announcing the 76th annual Hunger Games.

DISCLAIMER: Sorry I forgot to do this last time. I do not in any way own the Hunger Games.

A/N: Thank you all for reading and reviewing. I'll try and update as soon as possible!

Anon: I know the time line is messed up. I'm sorry. But I'm sorta lazy and I don't want to change it. Sorry! Just please go with it. As for Effie's accent, I always just imagined it as British. I know it's not really, but I just put down what I imagined.

Hannah: Thanks! Trust me, there will be some heart break, but between who you'll never know... Until the chapter comes out of course.

Chapter 2:

Preparing

Effie lead Jacob and I into the back doors of the Justice Building. Four Peacekeepers surrounded me, walking at the exact same pace as myself as we walk down the carpeted halls of the building. I look over at Jacob, where he too was surrounded by Peacekeepers. Eventually we came to a section of the hall where you could either take a sharp turn to the right or left, and a few paces later you would meet a dark brown oak wood door. Effie smiled at both of us, the turned around and went back outside, while the Peacekeepers that held me turned sharply to the left, while Jacob got taken to the right, and we were both shoved into separate rooms. I turned around to face the door, but the Peacekeepers had already shut it and locked it. I looked around my room, only to see that it had a large dark wooded bookshelf, green carpeting, and a red velvet couch. Suddenly, I heard yelling outside my door, then eventually a lock click. I whirled around to find my mother and father storming into my room.
"Rose! My poor baby darling," My mother cried, engulfing me in a rib-crushing hug. On normal circumstances, I would've told my mom that I couldn't breathe, that she needed to let go, but now... I just enjoyed being held by my mother, because I knew it was probably going to be the last time I ever would be. I felt the tears brimming in my eyes, and for once, I let them fall.

"Mom," I choked out.

"Yes, doll?" My mother asked me, stroking my hair.

"W-what am I going to do?" I asked. I felt her stiffen, but she didn't let go, for which I was grateful.

"About what?" I broke away then, looking straight into my mother's eyes. She knew what I meant.
"Mom. You know I'm probably not going to survive the Hunger Games." I muttered. My mom took hold of my shoulders, gripping them tightly, and shook me a little.

"Rose Piper Mellark," I flinched at my middle name. "You will not think like that. I forbid you to. You are the strongest girl I've ever met. I'm so proud to have you as my daughter, and I cannot lose you. Which is why I know I won't." She stood up and grabbed my father's hand.

"But how, mom? How do you know I won't accidentally slip up once and have a Career put a spear through my heart?" My parents both flinched, but didn't say anything.

"Well, we can at least teach you a few tricks." My father pointed out.

"What?" I asked. I was completely confused.

"Hon, we're going-" My father was interrupted by Peacekeepers barging in the door, saying something about their five minutes being up.

"What?" I repeated, aching to hear the rest of it.

"You'll see soon! I love you!" Both my father and mother cried out before the doors slammed shut behind them. Astonished, I fell back on to the couch, ready to cry, when the doors opened yet again. I didn't have many (any) friends, so no one would bother coming to visit me-

would they?

I looked up to see non other than Katie Jackson standing in the doorway, her bright blue eyes looking sad. I sat up a little straighter when I saw who it was. Katie was the most popular, nice, simply gorgeous girl in our whole school. Everything that I'm not. Katie had pin-straight blond hair that fell perfectly around her shoulders, a slim figure, and was just the kind of girl who was friends with everybody.

Well, almost everybody.

"Hey, Rose," Katie said softly.

"Hi, Katie. What brings you here?" I asked. I felt a glimmer of hope- Maybe I did have a visitor. A friend. Then my heart dropped once again. She was probably being put up to this.

"I just wanted to say... Good luck. And if- when- you come back, just know that you have a friend in me." Katie said, walking into the room and shutting the door behind her. I smiled.
"Wow... Thanks. I know I'm not much of a people person. I really have no friends at all! No one pays any attention to me," I vented without really paying attention to what I was saying. When I was finished, Katie just laughed.

"No one pays attention to you? Puh-lease. You have so many admirers, it's not even funny! I think about the majority of my guy-friends pay more attention to you than you would think!" Wow. That was actually sort of flattering, considering the fact that she was friends with a lot of people.

"...Really? You're not just joking?" I asked, suddenly uncertain.

"Why would I joke about something like that at a time like this?" She laughed, filling the room with a bell-like sound.

"Wow," I muttered.
"Well, at least you have Jacob as your other tribute," Katie said, her eyelids fluttering.

"Wait, what?" I asked for the millionth time today. Katie just stared at me.

"Excuse me, what?" She asked, exasperated.

"Why should I be glad Jacob is my other tribute? We're going to die," I said, spitting out the last part. Katie flinched, but regained her composure.

"Well, let's just put it this way. He's a dream boat." Katie muttered. It was my turn to be exasperated. Then I rolled my eyes. Not a single girl in our whole school – besides me – didn't like Jacob.

You know, that way.

Suddenly, the door clicked, and Peacekeepers barged in. Katie stood up, looking frightened. I smiled grimly at her.

"Bye. Thanks for visiting." I muttered, looking down. I heard a soft 'bye', then heard heavy footsteps, but no click.

Wait, no click?

I looked up. A Peacekeeper was standing above me. I looked at him expectantly.

"Get up. Time to get on the train."

A/N: I know, not as good as the other chapter. But, hey! Next chapter they meet their mentors.
WHO WILL THEY BE? First person to guess correct will get a shout-out!
P.S. Sorry it took so long to update.

~squirrelLOVA