Legacy of District Four

by EveryNewDay

Everyone knows the story of Katniss Everdeen, Peeta Mellark, and the Seventy-Fourth Hunger Games. As always, there is more to the Games than District Twelve's star-crossed lovers. A girl from District Four, with no Hunger Games training at all, must rely on her sharp wit and beauty to survive. She might not win, but this her journey and story. This is the tale of Lena Martindale.

1. The Reaping

This is my first Hunger Games fanfiction so I hope everyone enjoys it.

Disclaimer: I don't own The Hunger Games, Suzanne Collins does.

"Lena Martindale!" My name echoed through the square, bouncing off the buildings and people, coming straight into my ear. I could feel my feet moving through my mind's shock, everyone moving so I had a clear path to the stage, no one volunteering to take my place. District Four's escort, a woman named Trylla, beamed at me as I walked up the small steps to her. She was a ghastly looking woman with tall, bright yellow hair, and a disfigured blue skirt and shirt that looked wrinkled and had too much shape. As I got closer I could see her eyelashes were green and long just like Finnick Odair had told me after he won the Hunger Games.

"You wouldn't by any chance be the dear sister of Darena Martindale, would you?" Trylla asks gently. I glance at the screen where my district's reaping is being broadcasted. My face is emotionless, my jet black hair in a braid, my bright green eyes showing no hint of the panic and shock I was feeling.

"Yes." I say softly into the microphone. Trylla pats my shoulder sympathetically and moves onto the boys to pick a name. The boy, my neighbor Farel, comes to the stage, not even bothering to hide the terror on his face. We are then ushered into the courthouse. I was led away from Farel to wait in a room for my family. I kept pacing the length of the room, not bothering to notice the décor of the room. All I knew it was plush and well furnished. Suddenly, the door to the room flew open.

"You have five minutes." a voice said as my family all rushed at me. My mother was sobbing and in hysterics, my father trying to reassure me, and my older brother Marco trying to calm Mother down.

"You'll win, Lena, bring pride to District Four." my dad says as he hugs me.

"I'll try." I whisper. We all stood there, hugging each other, not wanting to let go until the Peacekeeper comes for my family. Before they leave my mother says, "I can't lose you Lena, not like Darena. You must win." That was the last I saw of my family before the Games and soon Trylla got us onto the train that would take us to the Capitol, where death or victory lay before Farel and I.

If you're confused on how to say some names they are pronounced:

Lena: LAY-nuh

Farel: Fair-l (make "l" sound)

Trylla: TRiLL-uh

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