The capitol's pawn
Chapter one: the reaping.
Love story based on the hunger games with Cato and my oc.
My name is Shimmer and I am from District two I'm eighteen and am honestly hoping that this year I will be chosen in the reaping. What is the reaping you may ask? Well I can explain many years ago 13 districts rebelled against our governing body also known as the Capitol and ever since then there has been a "Hunger Games" in which 24 tributes (the capitol destroyed district thirteen) two from each of the twelve districts go to the Capitol and fight to the death. Ages of the "tributes" range from 12 to eighteen and the one thing I don't want is my fiancé Cato to be reaped as well because only one "tribute" can win and they win by killing off the other tributes one by one.
I sit in front of the mirror in my room as my mother puts my hair into a tight braided bun and straighten my dress as I get up. It is a custom for the people in my district to dress up really nicely for the reaping. Then my whole family walks to the town center my brother Maximus just turned 12 a month ago and I couldn't believe that there was a possibility that he could be reaped. As others started milling in the middle of the street I spot Cato in the crowd and make my way over to him and kiss him on the lips. Our district representative Star Manx walks up to the podium and says "let the reaping begin!" she reaches into the girls' bowl and digs around and pulls out a slip of paper and fumbles it open and says "the female tribute will be Shimmer Castor!" I walk up to the stage with my head held high knowing that if I died in the Arena that I would die for my district. She dug into the boys' bowl and pulled out another slip of paper and fumbles it open and says "the male tribute will be Cato Braley!" Cato walked up to the stage and Star said "what a lovely pair now you two shake hands and wish each other good luck." We did as we were told knowing full well that one or both of us would die in the arena that the rules wouldn't be changed. Then Star said "happy Hunger Games and may the odds be ever in your favor." which has been something she's said ever since I was little.
I was shocked nonetheless knowing that Cato and I would be going up against each other but before we could say anything to each other we were whisked away by our peacekeepers (the town police) and taken to the mayor's building we were placed into separate rooms waiting for the train to arrive to take us to the capitol that's where I met our mentor for the first time Kindra won the Hunger games 2 years ago and is my mom's friend's daughter she is small and seventeen but she is a natural born killer with a sword which is exactly what Cato is good at. I'm good with a bow and arrow and knives mainly knives. Cato and I have been trained ever since we were little just in case we got reaped.
We left that night on a Capitol train Cato remained extremely quiet which was strange for him normally you couldn't get him to shut up. I know he was afraid that the Hunger games would end with both of us the final two in the arena. We reached the Capitol around 6 the next morning and soon we were rushed into our respective rooms where I met my stylist Sparkle. Sparkle wasn't like many of the other people in the Capitol she didn't wear the crazy makeup like I had seen on the train or in videos shown at my school. I think she didn't have makeup on. She took my hair out of my bun and let it fall she then said "I have to get you ready for the training area." She hurriedly did my hair in a standard braid and left the room I took in my surroundings knowing that the next two days would be hell. When she came back in she had a navy shirt and black pants and a matching jacket I slipped into the clothes and walked out of the room.