Hey! It is I Ari Sen Mav and Far! This is my first Hunger Games Fanfic and I hope you enjoy!
I am Skylar Ferndrop of District 7. I could be the first Hunger Games Victor. I am 15. I stare around a dart gun in one hand an axe in the other.
One more tribute, just that silly 13 year old from twelve. Just one more kill and I am home! I thought eagerly.
Suddenly a flash of movement catches my eye, I see the braids of the little girl, Paige, I think her name is, go by. I wait for a good shot waiting, waiting. My heart is racing at the thought of going home. I can hardly wait! The air is getting more and more humid in this jungle crowd. I look around in fear for the mosquitos that are surely coming and see none.
I see Paige move and come out in the open. She holds a picture of a young boy and I realize that it's her brother. He looks about nine.
"Please make it quick! I wish to see my brother in the afterlife. He said he'd find me there." She whispers hugging the picture.
A tear makes its way down my face.
I can't kill her now! I think I see her there hugging the picture and I look up.
A parachute! I think it's for her though. It lands softly by her and she smiles briefly at the contents. She pulls out a soft teddy bear looks at me and mouths please.
My heart racing I pull out the dart gun and look her in the eyes. She smiles softly and I shoot her in the neck with a poison that will kill instantly. Her expression doesn't change and she is smiling at the sky.
Trumpets blare and I can hardly move. I look at the sky and see a hovercraft coming to pick me up. I sigh can I ever get away? A voice announces that I am the victor of the first Hunger Games. I start crying as I realize that this will always haunt me. It will never go away.
The festivities pass like a blur and I hardly notice that I am being pulled home. I think about it and realize for many years to come I will have to train kids to do this, to kill and be left for the nightmares and pains. I realize the only escape, is death.
I train kids and try to warn them of the horrors it leaves you with, but none of them ever listen. The ones that come back are always haunted, always telling me they weren't prepared. When I was 22 they started selling of the victors. I was the first one to be sold. When I was 21 they took my soon to be husband Justin. When I was 17 they took my best friend. Then I realized that I may never escape. When I was 25 I decided to join Paige, Justin and my brother, Drew. I was greeted with joy and happiness.
I hope you enjoy I plan to do one for all the victors! Oh Yeah I don't own the Hunger Games just the characters I make up! See yeah next update!
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