Centurion

by kkw2408

The games never died. Kaelin fully understands this when she must volunteer for her parents, the most famous rebels of Panem. The Centurion is a combination of a Quell and 100th games, which means the rule change of a Quell and all the tributes of the past 99 Hunger Games. And only one can survive. Good luck and may the odds be even in your favor.

I look up onto the stage where Effie is standing behind the microphone watching the ever so lovely war video from the Capitol. " Don't you just love that." she says just as she said there before and the year before that. The video screen goes black, " Now is time to select District 12's tributes for the Centurion of the Hunger Games." The Centurion as the Capitol named it is the 100 year of the bloody games they play, and I intend to put myself right in the middle of it. For my parents so they don't go through hell for the third time and for my brother, my little mockingjay. My head whips around to find him among the fourteen year olds watching every one of Effie's moves. "Ladies first!" She reaches into the jar with only one name in it. Mine. Even before she reads it I start to step forward. "Kaelin Mellark." She reads solemnly. I move forward out of the crowd of 16-year-old girls in my khaki skirt and white blouse with my mother's pin over my heart. My feet silently carry me up onto the stage where I stand showing no emotion at all. I feel my brother's eyes on me wishing me luck and farewell as I head towards my fate. " Blane Triquess." Effie calls for the boy who will also compete in the games, my eyes scan the crowds for the name's owner. I settle on a shocked boy in the 17-year-olds, who slowly stalks his way up on stage. We shake hands and walk into the building behind us.

No one visits me during the time that I have to say good-bye ,Jay wished me luck before the reaping after mom and dad left for the train. I don't need to cry over my loss, I cried long ago during the winter when these games were announced. The peacekeepers come get me to leave for the train station and on the way there I whisper. "Let the Games begin"