Ever In Your Favor
"13 Districts rebelled against their own country, sibling fought sibling, and death was among these districts. That was until the peace came, hard fought peace, where the traitors of the country were defeated. After their defeat the Capitol swore to never let a rebellion like the previous one to happen again.
Each year, one boy and one girl tribute from the ages twelve to eighteen, will be selected from the 12 remaining districts of Panem to fight to the death until one lone victor remains. The winner will receive a high honor for their district and their family will receive high riches."
Prologue
Brittany placed her hands on her blue jean dress, flattening out the wrinkles that appeared. She glanced up at the cracked mirror and smiled softly at her appearance. Her freckles were more prominent today from being out in the woods, her skin a slightly darker shade. She felt a final hair be put into place and arms sliding under her arms to grasp up at her shoulder. A mess of blonde hair was soon to follow on her shoulder.
"You look beautiful." Her mother breathed as she rubbed her shoulders. Brittany gave her mother a tight lipped smile and shifted as she looked at the finishing touches. Her hair was placed in a skillful bun resting atop her head. Her mother was always good when it came to these things.
"I wish I could be as pretty as you." Brittany gently shook off her mother's arms and turned to look down at the voice. Her little sister, Kay, smiled and looked admiringly up at her.
Brittany kneeled down and swiped some of her sister's hair off her shoulder. "No ducky, I wish I could be as pretty as you."
Her sister grinned back at her and looked at her dress, swinging her blonde braids side to side. "What's it like?"
She knew immediately what her sister was talking about. The fear of being reaped, Brittany was seventeen so she had had to go through five years of agonizingly praying that her name wasn't called, clinging desperately to Santana's hand. She feels now that she worries more about her girlfriend's name being called than her own.
When the district had found out that Brittany and Santana were an item, Brittany was terrified. She waited nervously for lashings to be whipped out or for President Snow to change the rules and make two female tributes go instead of a male and female.
It turns out that their relationship wasn't all that big of a deal for President Snow or the district. District 12 was practically off the map, but that didn't stop Brittany from worrying about her girlfriend's name being drawn.
"Well little duck, you still have one more year before your name gets put in. How about I tell you then?" Brittany smiled as she moved the girl's braids to one side of her shoulder. Kay was only eleven but the district still made everybody go to the reaping, whether you were the eligible age, twelve to eighteen, or not, you had to go. Kay gave her a wide, open-mouthed smile.
She nodded her head vigorously, "I can wait." Brittany smiled and placed a kiss on her forehead. She looked down and inspected her sister's dress to make sure that nothing was out of place. She stood up and went around in a full circle before stopping at her back.
She bent down once more, leaning down towards her sister's ear, "You better tuck that tail in little duck." She gently fixed the ties on the back of her dress and grinned.
"Quack!" Her sister mimed with a giggle.
Brittany smiled at her affectionately, "Quack." She returned. She placed one more kiss on her head before standing up.
"Look at my beautiful girls." Brittany heard and recognized that low booming voice anywhere. She looked up and saw her father, Augustan Pierce, a big burly man. He looked tough as the meat that Brittany would see Greasy Sae, the market woman, tenderizing. But on the inside he was as soft as Lord Tubbington. He needed to look buff for his work in the mines. District 12 was known for their coal exports.
Brittany and Kay smiled at their father and he walked over to them and wrapped his arms around them both. "They are growing up so fast." Her mother, Phoebe, said. Brittany could hear how her voice sounded more and more tearful. Brittany rolled her eyes and brought her mother in for a hug. She felt her mother sigh and she began to stroke her mother's hair.
"We're still your little ducklings." Brittany stated softly.
"Always." Kay quickly added.
The moment was short lived when Brittany heard a familiar grumble. She looked over and smiled at the large creature. Its fur was dirty from the scraps it had tried to eat from the floor. He looked just as angry as ever. "Lord Tubbington." Brittany cooed as she bent down. "Don't be nervous, the odds are in our favor today." Brittany mocked, trying to do her best Capitol impression. Lord Tubbington grunted, but not before nuzzling the hand that was outstretched. It was as if he felt eyes on him and he stalked off.
"Well, are we ready ladies?" Augustan asked as he held out his arms. The three girls smiled and headed out the door.
Brittany waited in line nervously tapping her feet as she placed herself with the other seventeen year olds. "Hey." She felt a whisper of breath against her neck. Brittany jumped and turned around to see none other than her beautiful girlfriend.
"Tana." Brittany breathed as she reached out and squeezed her hand.
Santana quickly squeezed back as they moved forward in line. "Britt," She smiled, "You look beautiful."
"Not as beautiful as you." Brittany countered as she looked down at the white dress that she was wearing. Her raven hair was braided to the side, and the dress perfectly contrasted with her tanned skin.
Santana smiled lovingly and placed a quick kiss on her cheek. "Impossible." She muttered. Brittany felt her cheeks redden and turned around, but still keeping her grip on the brunette's hand. As she reached the front of the line she reluctantly let go of her hand and placed her's on the table. The woman gave her finger a quick prick and Brittany placed the pricked finger next to her name in the check-in books.
She patiently waited for Santana to finish before linking their hands and heading to stand next to the other girls. "Nervous?" She asked while shooting a glance to Santana.
"Not a chance in hell." Santana winked.
Brittany laughed but it was strained. "Santana your name is in there about 47 times."
Santana shrugged. "Got to feed the family." Santana had two younger brothers whom she forced not to get any tesserae, which was grains and food for their family. However each time you got some, your name was added to the jar.
"I know but…" Brittany bit her lip nervously, watching all the kids gather on either side, whether male or female, and chatter amongst themselves. The younger kids looking terrified, while the older kids looked like this was just another day in their life. As easy as singing in the choir room.
"Britt, honey, you have nothing to worry about alright?" She rubbed a thumb soothingly over the blonde's knuckles. Brittany nodded reluctantly.
"I just worry."
"You do every year." Santana said teasingly. Brittany nudged her shoulder and Santana laughed. "What about you, huh? Your names in there quite a lot."
"My name is only in there about 25 times Santana. You have the higher probability." Santana just continued to laugh.
"Sweetie, 25 isn't that small either. But don't you worry; the odds are ever in our favor." Santana mimicked dramatically, causing Brittany to significantly calm down. She opened her mouth to say something, but then she heard a loud clicking of heels on the concrete stage. All the chatter seemed to cease, their attention now at front.
The woman was short, definitely not like the tall one with the pink hair from last year, her green hair flowing down her shoulders. Her skin matched her hair; however it seemed to be lighter. She got to the microphone and cleared her throat, as she tapped her finger on the top, causing a shrill sound to echo through the area. "Welcome, welcome. To the 74th annual Hunger Games." The woman greeted cheerfully. "Now before we start the ceremony how about we have a listen to the message from the Capitol, hmm?" Everyone knew it was a rhetorical question as the familiar anthem played showing the Capitol seal, and an old husky man appeared on the giant screen.
"War. Terrible war."
The video started off, President Snow's voice narrating it. Brittany managed to zone out and distracts herself with the feeling of Santana tracing the lines on her hand.
"This is how we safeguard our future."
Brittany glances up realizing she missed the whole entire video, not that she hasn't already seen it before. The woman on the stage enthusiastically claps her hands jumping up and down, while the rest of the district stays unmoving. The woman realizes her attempt to rouse any action from them is futile.
She clears her throat again and awkwardly leans towards the microphone. "Well how about we choose our tributes?" Another rhetorical question. "Ladies first." She sings. The woman heads towards the glass jar filled with each girls name from district 12.
Brittany's grip on Santana's hand tightens. "You'll be fine; the odds are in your favor." Santana whispers reassuringly in Brittany's ear.
The green-haired woman reaches down as if to grab a name, but feigns it and twirls her hand before quickly reaching and grabbing a name. She peels open the tab and her eyes scan over the name. The woman clears her throat once more and steps towards the microphone. "Brittany S. Pierce."
The odds definitely weren't in her favor today.
A/N: Heyo! I will update PSSOM tomorrow (Saturday) so no worries! Lately I've just needed to get some Hunger Games feels out. I read it a while ago, but with the movie coming out and me seeing it twice and re-reading the books. I just had to do it!
This wasn't the AU story I was talking about, however the title does start with the same first word as this one!
This story does take place where Katniss and Peeta weren't chosen as tributes. So there will be some characters from The Hunger Games, but also with some added Glee characters! Let me know how you feel about this! If you like it the next chapters will be longer! Pinky promise!
I don't own Hunger Games or Glee, unfortunately, so all credit goes to the original owners!