Hey Guys! This is the first chapter of my sequel! If you haven't already, go read the promise of a life! :)

Sorry this chapter is so short, but they'll get longer :)

I'm only going to write districts 12, 11, 8 & 7, 4, 1 for parts of the victory tour, they're the only real districts with significance!

Thank you all, Read and Review Please :)

I do not own the hunger games!

"Hello District 12. I know you want me to say something nice about your tributes, but frankly, I don't know what there is to say. I know you all want me to say that I'm sorry I had to kill them, and that I wish that they could be here instead of me, but I can't because it's not true." I point to all of the scars I have running across my chest and arms, and stare right into the tribute's family's eyes, "They gave me all of these. All of these scars. And the girl killed my 12 year old ally. How can you possibly think I have something nice to say about them? Yes, I know they were just trying to survive, and they made it very far too, I'll give them that much, but was there really any need to be this violent?" I lift up my tank top, revealing the scar shaped as a smiley face underneath. I hear gasps from tons of people, having never seen it in person before. "Yeah. I thought so too. Thank you."

I walk off the stage and pick up my little girl, Trixie. She's here with me on the victory tour, and she will be coming to the capitol with me each year to mentor. I know I could always leave her behind with Carter, but I don't think I could handle the separation. Not again.

In the last six months a lot has happen. I've managed to accept my allies deaths, with the big help of Trixie and Carter, but I still wake up almost every morning sobbing and screaming for Ky, Juniper, Annabelle or Marigold.

Trixie has been a great help. I've spent a lot of my time teaching her things, like how to talk and walk. Yes, she's only one and a half, but she's smart. She can say a few things now & can walk a few tiny steps. She helps ease the pain.

After I returned home from my games, Me and Carter just hugged each other for hours. I was so happy just to be home in his arms. He understood what Ky meant to me, which is a huge relief. He lives with me and Trixie in the victor's village, and our relationship is better than ever.

I'm being ushered into a room where I will meet district 12's one and only victor, Haymitch Abernathy. Esmeralda, Mitchell and Trixie are all with me, luckily. Haymitch is already in there, and he offers me his hand, "Haymitch Abernathy. Pleasure to meet you." He slurs, obviously drunk. I manage Trixie in one hand and shake his with my other. "And who's this?" he nods to Trixie, suddenly more sober.

"This is Trixie." I say looking at my child tracing the scars on my chest. She looks up at me. "Say hi to Haymitch, Trixie." She takes a quick glance at Haymitch, then buries her head in my shoulder. I turn back to Haymitch, "I'm sorry, she's just shy."

He laughs and says it's time for the feast. Over dinner he smirks while telling me that most of his district hates me. I've decided I like him.

"Oh, I haven't noticed." I say sarcastically.

He rolls his eyes, and then takes another swig of his liquor, "Yeah, yeah."

I turn from my plate to feed Trixie and I notice Haymitch staring. "You have a problem?" I ask him.

"No, I just like kids." He says.

I snort, "You. You Haymitch Abernathy, Panem's favorite drunkard likes children?"

"Yeah. I had a kid brother once you know."

My face falls, "Oh, Haymitch. I'm sorry."

"Don't be." He says. Then Trixie starts crying, so I leave the room with her.

…

I'm outside with her, on the back deck of the Justice building. I bundle her up in her jacket, because it's getting cold. I see Trixie stop crying at stair at something behind me, so I turn and see Haymitch standing there.

"I Twixee!" Trixie finally talks to Haymitch. She can't say Trixie, so she says Twixee. Haymitch laughs, and holds out his arms to take her. I need a tiny break, my arms are sore, and he's been nice enough so I hand her over.

Surprisingly, Haymitch actually looks great with a kid. He seems like the fatherly type. I hear him whispering things to her, and her giggling. I doubt she knows what he's saying, but I think it's cute.

After a while he hands her back to me, because she's fallen asleep in his arms. I smile and take her, "Looks like it's time for everyone to sleep." I say to him.

"She's really cute, you know. You're a lucky girl. I can't wait to see you both again."

I smile, "Well, we both will be mentoring this year, so you'll see us then. Any advise who to become friends with while I'm on this fantastic tour here?"

He smirks, "Well, we are kind of in a group. Me, Chaff and Seeder from 11, Jolie from 8-"

"Marigold's?" I whisper, interrupting him.

He nods, "Well, of course you know Finnick from 4, and Esmeralda. So stick with us, and you'll be fine."

"Thanks, Haymitch. I never really asked anyone, but what games did you win?"

"The fiftieth." I nod. "Gemma, you're not alone… I also had to watch my district partner… you know."

Ky. I grit my teeth and swallow, trying so hard not to think about his last few moments with me; cause I know if I do I'll have another break down, and I'll be considered even crazier than I already am. "It's time for me to go, Haymitch. Goodbye."

He just shrugs, "See you, sweetheart." And walks off the deck, into the blackness. I bend down and kiss Trixie's forehead, then go in search of Penelope to tell her we're leaving. I finally find her and tell her, and she complains but lets me go.

After a half hour of mindlessly walking around I finally find my room. I enter it quietly and place Trixie in a crib that's been provided for us, then fall down onto the big bed, thinking.

I think of Carter. I think of Ky. I think of the games. I think of how I'm going to have to mentor two children this year. I think of how I'm considered mentally unstable to the capitol. I think of President Snow, and how badly I want to kill him. I think of Trixie. I think of Trixie's future. I think of what will happen when Trixie becomes eligible for the reaping.

I shake my head. I don't want to think about that. Something will have to be done about these games by then. I can't let my baby go into the arena.

My eyes slowly close, and I fall into a peaceful sleep. I'm going to need my rest… tomorrow is district 11. Juniper's district.

By the way, speaking of her having to mentor. I was wondering if any of you would be interested in sending in a male/female tribute for me, that she would have to mentor? Not yet, of course. In a few chapters. But what do you think? Leave comments in the review!