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Here's the first chapter; the reapings! This chapter introduces all the tributes except for the two from District 7, which will be on the next chapter. Happy reading!
REES JULES | 13 | DISTRICT 13: POV
Well, the Hunger Games is back now because of the loss of money at the Capitol. And now they've decided to squeeze in District 13. When will these people learn to understand that the Hunger Games is a crime! Effie Trinket is now the escort for every district which is annoying because I absolutely hate her.
My thoughts drift away when I hear Effie read out, "Rees Jules!" I walk up onto the stage and she congratulates me.
I look to the female tribute and it is Helenna Rush. She seems tough and she is also very pretty.
"Okay then you two, head on backstage and your families will come kiss you goodbye." I look back to Effie who points us to the back, and we do as we are told as we hear people cheering us good luck.
RIVA BILLION | 13 | DISTRICT 6: POV
"Riva, you have to come see this!" My little sister Gab pulls me out the backdoor of my house and brings me towards an injured strange-looking pigeon.
"Gab.. We need to go back inside... NOW!" I know instantly that it is a muttation.
"But it's so cute! We have to help it!" Gab is so eager to help it that she kneels down to pick it up. Before I can voice her to stop, she is pierced in the hand by its beak. She screams out in pain and I guide her inside.
Seeing that the pigeon is in so much pain (and also for an act of revenge), I collect a rock and slam it down, killing it at once.
JARROD LIMESTONE | 18 | DISTRICT 9: POV
"Could I have a gingerbread and a white loaf of bread?" I ask the man at the counter.
He hands me the food and I give him my last few dollars and leave.
Every morning I go to the bakery to buy bread to provide for my girlfriend and baby girl. This will be my last visit for a while. The family's broke. My only hope is winning the Hunger Games. Even though my girlfriend disapproves of me entering, its our only hope on surviving.
EMILY JONES | 14 | DISTRICT 12: POV
"Emily? If you get picked, what will happen to me?" Says my little sister Cicile in her childish tone of voice.
"If I get picked, there will be people who will look after you. I promise I won't leave you like mom and dad did. I promise Cicile!"
I hug my little sister. We're orphans. Our parents left us because they didn't have the money to look after us. We live in the orphanage with alot of other kids, except we aren't very outgoing and have no friends except for eachother.
"And what if I get picked?" Cicile alludes. I sigh, "Cici, like every year, you definitely won't be picked. You're still eleven."
RENATA PENDAL | 16 | DISTRICT 3: POV
"RENATA!". I wake up instantly. It's my mother calling from downstairs.
"RENATA!". "Coming, mom!" I run down the stairs to find my mother standing over a broken vase.
"Clean this mess up now or I'll hit you harder than I did when you told me your demonic secret!" My mother has treated me like this ever since I told her I was a lesbian.
"Okay, mom. Please don't hurt me! I didn't do anything wrong!"
Her face writhes with anger. "Who else would have broken this vase I spent a fortune on then!" She slaps me right across the face.
I drop to the ground and start to sweep up all the glass. "And don't you ever talk back to me again" My mother hisses and kicks me. She pauses and then walks out the front door, leaving me with my feelings.
ZAC AUSTIN | 15 | DISTRICT 5: POV
Knock knock knock. Upon hearing this I answer the door to find my friend Marnie in her most elegant dress.
"Hmm.. you look nice Zac. Are you ready for the reaping?"
"Sure am, you look pretty decent as well" I say as I walk out the door, shouting my parents goodbye, as we leave.
"I wonder who'll get picked this year. If I was a boy and you got picked, I'd volunteer for you!" Marnie grins at me and I leer back. "Thanks, Marnie. I'd do the same for you"
We arrive at the reaping arena, and we separate into our gender groups after hugging goodbye.
I get into line with all the other boys of my age and hear a name called out. "Antonia Florence?" I see a girl walk up the stage, her face covered in tears when I hear;
"I VOLUNTEER!"
It's Ginger Griffiths from school. I never thought someone like her would volunteer for a stranger. Everyone cheers, along with me. I feel so much respect for Ginger right now. She has done what not many people could do for someone.
My moment of respect disappears when I hear; "Zac Austin?". My heart sinks.
Before I can put together what just happened, I am pushed up onto the stage. I hear Marnie screaming out but the sound of cheering drowns it out and Ginger and I are brought backstage and congratulated.
RIVA BILLION | 13 | DISTRICT 6: POV
"Mom! Mom, Gab's hurt!" I shriek. "Mom!" Me and Gab call out to our mother, who is indeed taking a nap - like always!
Her footsteps shatter across the house. "What is it girls?" Her face full of disquiet.
"She was stabbed by a pigeon mutt!" I squeal.
Mother's face drops. "I thought I told you not to go near those!" she whimpers.
"What do we do?" I burst into tears. "We don't have the medicine for it or anything! She's going to die!"
"Riva, stop it!" Mother snaps. "We have only one choice... You have to volunteer for the Hunger Games... If you win, we'd have all the supplies we need for a lifetime"
CURTIS KLAUS | 15 | DISTRICT 2: POV
"Son, I know you will do your father proud. For winning, you will bring great honor to your family and your district." My dad has been training me for the Hunger Games for years. He knew it would eventually return and today is the day of the reaping.
I'll be volunteering; but the thing is, I really don't want to do it. I just can't bring myself to tell my dad. He'll call me pathetic and useless and weak.. I just won't be able to handle it, so I'm volunteering as tribute.
The sirens sounding the reapings squeal in my ear. I see all the kids running to the arena and I follow along.
A girl called Ashlie Anders volunteers. If a pretty girl like her can volunteer, why can't I?
"I volunteer as tribute". Everyone applauds as I join Ashlie Anders on the stage.
SAM WATTLE | 15 | DISTRICT 3: POV
Everyone stands in silence as Effie reaches her hand into the girls' glass ball. She pulls out a clean white tag and spills "Renata Pendal".
Everyone claps as she walks up the stage in fright and I coil up inside, feeling eager but scared that I will end up on stage, next to her. She looks severely beaten and very skinny.
I see Effie pull out a tag from the boys' glass ball. "Sam Wattle?".
In shock, I look towards my father who nods at me with honor. I am escorted to the stage and see Effie, who is so happy I want to punch her in the face. I decide not to because I'd be dead in a second with all the peacekeepers around.
MATT MARLEY | 16 | DISTRICT 12: POV
"Water! Matt, I need water!" My mother moans out to me. She is in bed, and she is really sick. I know there's no chance for her so I'm going to volunteer for the Games.
"Yes, mom!" I yell out while fetching a glass of water. I run down the hall and place it in her hands, giving her a kiss on the cheek.
"Mom, I promise I will win for you. I promise you'll get better" A tear runs down my face and I cuddle her.
"I couldn't have asked for a better son" She gives me a smile.
This is interrupted by the sound of sirens. The sirens mark the sound of the reaping. "Bye, mom! This won't be the last time you'll see me. I'll do whatever it takes to win"
Before I step outside I yell out "And remember if Isabelle isn't here, go next door!"
"Yes, son!"
Isabelle is always next door with her boyfriend. Even though she is the oldest, I know she couldn't care less about mothers health.
I arrive at the reaping and see my love interest Emily on the other side. I've loved her for years. I just wish I could tell her but I'm so shy. It would be weird if we both got picked. It seems a bit similar to Peeta and Katniss' story.
"Emily Jones?" My jaw drops open as she walks up onto the stage. I see tears forming around her eyes and I know she has her sister to look after.
"And Matt Marley!" Effie slithers the words out of her tongue and I black out.
BLONDIE HICKEY | 16 | DISTRICT 1: POV
"Come on babe! If you really love me, you should volunteer! It will prove how much of a strong woman you are..." My boyfriend Jai smirks at me, his friends snickering along.
"I do love you! I'll do it" I giggle and agree to his suggestion.
JAI PAVILION | 16 | DISTRICT 1: POV
I walk away from the bitch of a woman and whisper to my friends "She really is such a blonde!"
"She desserves to die in the arena, her boobs are too small!" My friends make remarks about her and she desserves them; she fed poison ivy to my cat! What freak does that to their own boyfriend?
"And guys, after she volunteers, I'll dump her right there on the spot!" My friends burst out laughing as we walk towards the reaping arena.
BLONDIE HICKEY | 16 | DISTRICT 1: POV
I can prove to my boyfriend I am a strong woman and that I didn't mean to kill his cat. He'll be sure to forgive me after this.
I walk to the reaping arena and take my place in the 16 year old girls spot. She reads out a girls' name and it happens to be my best friend Katy. I volunteer right away, and Katy hugs me and thanks me.
I strut onto the stage like its a cat walk. "I'd like to thank my boyfriend for suggesting this!" I shout out to the crowd who all laughs at me.
Jai calls out to me, "What boyfriend? We're over bitch!" Before I can react, Effie Trinket reads out "Jax Nexas" and we are taken backstage.
CAMPBELL TERRIER | 17 | DISTRICT 9: POV
"Campbell Terrier?" I see the ugly tramp Effie Trinket on the stage, delighted of the deaths that were to come.
I get on stage and slap the living shit out of her. I think to myself how bad of an idea it was, but it all felt worth it. The peacekeepers grab me while everyone yearns with applause for what I have done. I am so proud of myself.
Effie is shocked and calms herself down, "Oh my... Um.. okay... The next male tribute from District 9 will be..."
"ME!" Jarrod Limestone shouts out attracting everyones attention.
"Well here we have our two tributes from District 9.." Effie is still in a state of embarassment while the whole crowd congratulates the two of us, tributes.
JOEY MARTIN | 14 | DISTRICT 6: POV
"I volunteer." I see Riva approach the stage in sadness and I wonder why she volunteered if she is so depressed.
"And the male tribute will be Joey Martin" I feel my insides come crashing down. What about my sister Muriel? How will she survive with my drunk father? My eyes water as Effie reaches for me to come onto the stage. I walk up in anguish and Effie takes me and Riva backstage.
Our families appear through the door and Riva runs straight to her mother, Abigail. "Mom! I'll get the medicine for Gab. I'll win for Gab!"
"Oh, darling! It's okay, I will send you as much as I can in the arena"
It's heartwarming seeing how much a family can love eachother and care for each other.
I see my father walk in with little Muriel. She runs over to me and I give her a long hug.
"Take care of dad, okay?" I say,
"Joey, promise me you will win!"
"I can't promise that, but I promise I'll try!" I give a nod to my dad and he nods back, taking Muriel away from me and leaving the room. Muriel screams out in distress and I hold back my tears, hearing her voice fade into the distance. Peacekeepers force Abigail out too.
Me and Riva; we're alone now. It's me against the world. I have to win for my sister... no matter what it takes.
KEAM PATERSON | 16 | DISTRICT 8: POV
I'm still in a state of shock when I am called out for the third time to join my girlfriend as a tribute of the 76th Hunger Games.
Peacekeepers finally drag me to the stage as Ellie cries out to me, knowing one of us will have to kill the other.
We end up backstage and Ellie's parents come to say their goodbye's.
"Just like Katniss and Peeta did, try to figure out a way you can both survive, okay?" Ellie's mother Candice tries to ease the mood.
"I suggest splitting up in the arena, so you won't have to kill each other?" Ellie's father Criim suggests, knowing Candice's plan won't work.
"I love you daddy! I love you mom!" They get into a group hug and Candice signs me to join. We cry into eachother's shoulders and the Peacekeepers take both parents away. We are both so hysterical we stay silent until Effie Trinket calls us to get on the train to meet our mentor.
CARROLL KING | 17 | DISTRICT 4: POV
"Please meet Annie Cresta" our escort takes us aboard the train to meet Annie Cresta, a widowed and recent past victor of the Hunger Games.
"Can you swim?" Annie delivers briskly.
"Well yes, I can" I hear Sonya Cerulean's voice next to my left ear.
"And what about you?"
I wonder why she is asking this question, but then I remember that's how she won the Games. "I guess so?" I deliver in a baffled tone.
"Well, I'll let you in on a little secret. The arena is going to contain a huge amount of water, so you'd best be prepared"
"And how do you know this?" Sonya query's.
"I... I just can't do this!" Annie bursts into tears and leaves the carriage.
"What's her problem?"
"Just ignore it. Almost every past victor has gone mad after winning the Games, and that's how Annie won remember? A big wave flooded the arena and she was the only one who could outswim it."
Sonya bites her lip and takes a seat next to the window. I leave her to her thoughts.
CHARLOTTE AMBERWILL | 15 | DISTRICT 10: POV
"Goodbye Charm" My mother kisses me goodbye and leaves the room. I feel her tears forming from behind the wall. This will be the last time I'll hear my mother chime out my nickname; and the last time I may ever hear her voice.
"Hey, I'm Brad!" My district partner jumps in my face.
"We just met and you're already getting on my nerves" I turn my back to him. The last thing I need is making friends with someone I'm going to have to kill anyway.
He leaps in front of me again. "Please, stop this nonsense or I'll crack it." I turn around, already losing my temper.
I feel him breathing on my neck. "JUST LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE!" I turn around and turn red. It's not Brad, but my boyfriend Jimmy.
"Oh, Jimmy, I'm so sor-" He kisses me halting my apology. After a few seconds I open my eyes and see Brad standing a bit behind him. I see his face is a big bowl of jealous.
I decide to tell Jimmy what's on my mind. I pull him off of me. "Jim. I'm sorry but I'm breaking up with you. It's for the best". I go in for a hug but he pushes me away and storms out of the room.
I look over to Brad and I see a smile forming on his face. "You and me? That's never going to happen."
SARETH MAXARAIN | 16 | DISTRICT 11: POV
"Son, I'm so proud of you! Try to kill the most people in the games! There's a bonus to the district that kills the most tributes, I'm counting on you to win. I've trained you for this. You've got a huge chance of winning!" I am disgusted in what Steve's dad is saying to him. Who would send their own son to kill people for some extra food?
I see my big sister Jessica walk in. "Oh, Sareth! I'm so sorry this happened to you."
I cover my face and start to cry. "I don't know what to say, Sareth. You really don't stand a chance. I would have volunteered for you but I'm too old for it now. It was nice being your big sis." Jessica walks out of the room and I collapse to the ground sobbing.
The room falls silent and I hear footsteps coming towards me.
"Oi you, get up." Steve pulls me up on to my feet. We link eyes as Effie comes in and reveals the train that will take us to the Capitol. We board and take a seat.
I decide to befriend Steve because I shouldn't just keep to myself this whole time, and plus- he seems really nice!