note: i do not own these characters or the underlining plot of the story these belong to the original author suzanne collins
Finnick Odair
My life before the games was great. I was the strongest boy of my age in district 4, and honestly the best looking; at this age I had already grown to about 5'10 and was fairly masculine. When my reaping day came it was the scariest moment of my life, although I had been trained for it all of my life as a career. I assumed the older boy's would volunteer to take my place, but no one did, they left me there, a 14 year old boy going off to his death. But I couldn't cry I had to stay strong and cocky for my family, and for my possible sponsors.
When I won the games it was the most exhilarating moment of my life, and now that I look back on it I wish I died. After I won I was no longer an innocent 14 fisherman's boy, I was a ruthless killer, and the most desired man in Panem. Right after my victory snow came up to me and threatened the wellbeing of my family if I didn't do what he said and that I couldn't refuse. He sold me, he sold me for the next ten years of my life and at first it was terrible. I remember the first time I had to do it was with an older woman who hit me because she wanted to hear me scream, right after I went to throw up in her toilet and after I left I remember crying for days, and I knew I had to do it again, and again, and again. The Disgusting capitol idiots just took me about and flaunted me like a piece of meat. I hated it and I wish I could just forget it but I can't, just like I can't forget the hunger games.
The 74th hunger games were airing and that's when I saw him the bread boy from district 12. He was beautiful; he had dark blond hair, magnificent blue eyes that you could get lost in, a strong chin, broad shoulders, and a hard stern looking body. I wanted him. I wanted him badly and felt disgusted with myself, I was no better than the capitol citizens that bought me, but that didn't stop me from wanting him. Whenever I saw him with his district match I was jealous, they were in love, no he loved her.
The quarter quell is coming soon and it's been announced that victors are competing; I was excited and scared all the same. Excited that there is an incredibly strong chance I'll be competing with Peeta and scared that I will have to kill.
The day of the reaping is here, and of course I've been reaped and so has Annie. Annie is the girl I had trained one year and she had won. When she came back she was broken and I found it my duty to protect her and that I did, even if it meant having to pretend loving her. It tore me up having to do that and I thought it even worse if I had to kill her. That's when Mags, she was a very old woman that trained me during my first games and were really close and I know she did it because she knew she was going to die soon.
When we got to capitol I had joined the rebellion of district 13 I learned I needed to protect Katniss the stupid bitch that defied the capitol, and all she did was say bye to a little girl and try to kill herself so she could be with Peeta. Even though now I know that was all a lie and I hope Peeta no longer loves her.
Its only days before the games start and during training I've been staying close to Peeta so we could use him as our spokesperson at least that was just an excuse to talk to him. When I first saw him I didn't even know what station we were at I just wanted to be near him. But that didn't fare so well, too nervous and he seemed like he didn't want anything to do with me. After Haymich gave me the golden mockingjay bracelet we were able to be near but not actually talk just go over what to do.
The games were starting tomorrow and I've yet to talk to Peeta. But that didn't stop me from dreaming about him that night one last good thing to do in case our plan doesn't work out for destroying the arena.