Elizabeth Hummel ushered her ten year old son, Kurt up to the peacekeeper desk "Finger!" The female peace keeper demanded, her voice rough and volatile. The small boy's hand shook as he slowly gave over his hand.
"But Mommy" Kurt whined "What if I get chosen?" he had attached himself to his mother's leg at this point. "Kurt, Sweetie, it's your first year, Their not going too pick you" She said, smiling a reassuring, comforting smile. She tried to remove a sobbing Kurt from around her leg, but to no avail, she just wasn't strong enough. "Burt, honey, can you help me with Kurt" She called out through the dark, damp, house to her husband. "Hey Buddy, If you let go of mommy I'll play tea party with you tomorrow. Mommy's not feeing too well" A tall, balding man said gruffly as he entered the small mismatched kitchen. After Kurt was detached from his mother Burt spoke again "Nervous 'ey" Kurt just nodded shyly, and stared at the floor. Burt picked up his son in his arms and smiled, "It'll be okay buddy" he soothed his son. Elizabeth collapsed into the chair. "Go up to bed buddy, Daddy will come up too read to you in a sec, Give mommy a kiss" Burt lowered Kurt too the ground and the boy leaped into his mothers dress clad arms. "Night Kurtie" Her voice was soft and quiet."Nighty Night mommy" Kurt's high voice echoed through the room. As Kurt ran out of the room and up the stairs (His footsteps being heard marching across the ceiling) Burt Hummel smiled a sad smile at his wife."When do we tell him?" he questioned. Elizabeth sighed andput her head in her hands, leaning forward slightly. "Not today, He's already worried about the reaping tomorrow too much, I can't believe they lowered the age to ten, I though we had at least two more years before we could possibly lose him" Burt took his wifes hands as she spoke, it was now his turn too speak "Sweetie, there is never going to be a right time too tell him. Your Dying and there's nothing we can do, we have too tell him soon, before things get worse" Elizabeth just stayed silent, but after a minute she looked up "IF he comes home with us after tomorrow I'll tell him" She barely whispered. Burt smiled weakly at his wife before engulfing her into a tight hug. Tears spilled out of Elizabeth's eyes. She always though she would lose Kurt too the capitol's horrific games, but it might just be that Kurt loses her to Natures curses.
The small, Pale boy did not stand out in the crowds of anxious children filing into the designated waiting area on this dark, reaping day. Elizabeth Hummel had never liked the Hunger Games but at the age of eleven, when her older sister was cruelly ripped out of District twelves cold grasp for the Capitol's entertainment, she grew a strong hatred for the games. Never had she imagined that her son, being only ten, could possibly face certain death.
A rather bright woman sidled her way onto the dark wooden stage area outside of the peacebuilding. "Welcome, welcome too the 26th annual hunger games." She left a pause which only intensified the thickness of the air. "Ladies first" The woman waddled her way across the stage and stood in front of a large globe shaped bowl. She ran her hand through the hundreds, even thousands of tiny slips of crisp white paper before gripping one tightly and holding it up for the whole of district 12 (And those watching in other districts) too see. "Emma pilsbury". A small girl with flaming ginger hair and big beautiful eyes was hearded up onto the stage. Never uttering a word, she stood, head down quietly sobbing. In the crowd a large woman with the same ginger hair had burst into tears. The petit girl looked about seventeen but she was still immaciated and pasty. "And now for the boys" the bright woman's voice cut the tension in the air at last. Both Elizabeth and Kurt took a deep breath, their faces creased with worry. The bright woman hurried over too the other bowl. Repeating her earlier actions she drew another name "William Schuester" Elizabeth let out the breath she had been holding as her face turned to a smile. At least she had another year with her son. If only she would live that long.
Authors Note: I dont own any of the glee characters or even the hunger games stuff. Please review. Im hoping to write alot more characters x