Sometimes it takes a while to wrap your head around what's happening, while it's happening. Well, it's been two years; they still have no clue what happened.
The grass was wet against their feet as they jogged to the house, weapons in hand, to escape the rain. 14, with little innocents, the twins had just finished their training session for the day and decided it was time to treat themselves to a game of target practice. The day had been long and restless, so taking this time to themselves was bliss.
Standing on the porch, covered from the rain, both stretched their arrows back as far as they could, and aimed at the center of the target that was set up at the other end of the yard. The arrow was released just as fast as it entered the bow and slammed straight into the center of the target. Satisfied with their aim they both smiled and reloaded their bows.
Training sessions for the two could last anywhere from 5 to 6 hours depending on whether Leland, their wonderful father, had a good or bad day. Their training consisted of, running, dodging, archery, knife throwing, and on lighter days, identifying plants. Lets say these twins were the two hardest worked teenagers in district 5. Though their district was power, they practiced everything but electrical appliances and stuck to their physical strength and battle strategy. Leland had trained the girls for the Hunger Games their whole life, though no one knew if either of them would be put into the Games.
Though they were twins they didn't look anything alike. Dawn, the softer and more gentle out of the twins, had long curly sandy brown hair that reached the middle of her back and Sapphire blue eyes, with smooth butter skin. She stood at a reasonable 5"5' and weighed 130 pounds. Blaze, the more mischievous out of the two, had soft apricot skin, striking silver eyes, and long wavy smokey black hair. She stood at 5"3' and weighed a nice 120 pounds.
Once their sheath was empty both girls turned to walk inside the house. That's when everything changed.
The peacekeepers were everywhere they turned, left and right, there was no way out. Leland and Twiddle stood and watched as their children were dragged down the porch and out into the rain.
"No!" Both twins yelled and held onto each others hands. The peacekeepers whipped and smacked and beat their hands to make them let go but nothing was working. With all their strength they ripped the twins' hands apart and carried the kicking and screaming girls away.
