It was just a normal day. Lilly and Charles were walking down the street. They had been best friends ever since the explosion had killed their parents. They couldn't tell anyone that neither Lily or Charles relatives had taken them in. They always went out and gathered. In sector 9, where they lived, you had one job for your life. Farmer, feeder, fighter, flyer, fleeter and more. There was one more job that no one spoke of. Gatherer. Ever since they became gatherers someone had been hunting them. Not something but someone. So they had to hide. Unfortunately, that was hard. Most people had the classic sector 9 look but not them. Some of Lilly's ancestors came from the great Capitol. The richest place in all the sectors. Some of Jared's ancestors came from sector 5. It was no wonder they were being hunted. Glares burned into their back as they walked with a sack of herbs. People thought it was meat so they came and begged. When someone had had enough they marched up to them. "STOP. In name of the law I order you to hand over that sack of meat." Jared said firmly. Lilly had had enough with Jered so she stopped in her tracks, turned around and stated, "Jared, I know you don't work for the law. You never did. These are herbs. Here me? HERBS. Gosh darn it freaking herbs!" She grabbed Charles by the arm and pulled him and the sac away even though Charles was twice her size. Jared stood paralyzed as this 4'5'' teenager(16) had just told him off while this 6'1'' man (18) had just stood there smiling. Jared suddenly started to get mad. The blood under skin was boiling and he got furious. He devised a plan to get them dead. To get them in the, Woodland Mansion.