The Hunger Games - Surviving The Storm - book 3

Chapter 15

I was taken from the stage to the nearest birthing center. This is where all children were born and put into the system. Each child in the Capitol when born was given tests to best predict what they would be good at doing as adults. After this process the baby was placed into a system that would help her or him to become the best in their careers.

I was in my room with my legs spread wide. At the foot of the bed was a machine that birthed the babies. The machine would be inserted inside the uterus where it would form around the baby and then gently pull him or her out. This was less painful for the mothers. In the Capitol less pain was their way of living.

Jackson was at my side holding my hand as the doctor behind the window began turning on the machines. A light hum was heard and slowly I felt myself being stretched. I had been subjected to pain 20x greater than this so it was nothing.

In five minutes of pushing inside of me and then pulling I had my child. My son, Posiedon Ampritrite Ripper. Another machine took his vitals and began the process of classification for his future.

Next the machine had to go back inside me to retrieve the placenta. The moment it came back out of my body I was shocked. I had a daughter also. I had my Cinna Rose.

I was shocked and relieved. They were both healthy and had promising futures. Posiedon was destined for the future of being a peacekeeper in District 1. That meant he would be shipped off at age 18 to an academy to give him the skills he needed. After his graduation he would be flown into District one where he would be given his orders.

Cinna was destined to be a Game Maker. This was a rare but special oppourtunity because new borns were rarely chosen as Game Makers. Many Game Makers request for a transfer in careers and have to wait about 3 years for the confirmation before they are shipped to the GM Academy.

My children were gifted and I would cherish them. After my placenta was taken out I was taken to recovery where they would help my process of healing. In my years of healing back at District 12 a woman who had just given birth was in recovery for a minimum of 4 days.

I on the other hand was only in recovery for 30 minutes. After I was finished I was given my babies birth certificates and their Identification cards. I was shocked when Jackson wanted to change Poseidons name before it was documented. Poseidon was now Peeta Jackson Ripper. We had our little Cinna Rose and our Peeta Jackson. We had our own family now. Next came the one thing I thought I would never get to do. Go home.

From the birthing center we were taken into a hover craft and flown to our home. The moment we entered inside I saw Cinna and my parents talking. Apparently Cinna had just returned from the event and was telling my parents that I was safe.

When I closed the front door everyone turned to look at me. My mother saw the baby in my arms and the one in Jacksons arms and broke into hysterics. She was now a grandmother.

My mom came over to my side and hugged me and Jackson and cried over us. After she finished we moved into the dining room where I fed the babies for the first time.

"What are their names?" My mother asked me.

Cinna was joined by his wife and their son.

I smiled as I looked at my babies. "Cinna Rose and Peeta Jackson." I told them.

My father and mother were head over heels with the names we chose. Cinna was just as Giddy.

"What was the inspiration in the names." Cinna asked.

I looked at Cinna and smiled. "My family did. They gave me hope for a better future."

My mother spoke next. She asked about Finnick and Jackson who had just become the new President. On cue she brought about the Hunger Games and the new twist that reaped the Capitol citizens this time around. My mother still disapproved of the games but this was something that would never end.

Cinna's cellular device rang and he quickly answer it. After a few minutes of silent conversation he hung up. "I'm sorry to leave so suddenly but I'm needed. The Remake Center needs stylists."

After saying our goodbyes Cinna and his family left. This grabbed my immeadiate attention. How would the games work when it came to entertainment. How would they get sponsors and how would stylists be set out.

This was the discussion that held the night. We all agreed that the champion was going to be the most wealthiest of the Capitol. They would get expensive gifts from their family and friends and would gain the most attention.