Supernatural Hunger Games
I woke this morning to find Prim in my Mothers bed. She probably had nightmares and I don't blame her, today was her first Reaping. I crept across the room as silently as possible which was quite easy being an elf. I slipped on my father's old, worn out jacket and my leather boots. It was 9.00 in the morning and I was sure nobody would see me slip under the fence that surrounds District Twelve. This Sunday everybody would want to sleep in. I closed the door behind me silently walking towards the fence with my hands in my pockets for warmth. I read the sign above the fence as I always do "Electrified 24-hours" I laughed to myself; the fence hasn't been electrified in at least 10 years. As I slipped under the fence I walked to the tree which I knew was hiding my bow. In District Twelve hunting is forbidden and punishable by death. I walked around on my tip toes finding it easier to be silent this way. I climbed onto a fallen branch and pulled my bow out, about 20 metres in front of me stood a deer. I stood with my bow aimed at the creature listening to the wind when there was a falling sound behind me. I almost slipped off the branch when my shirt caught onto another branch. I was left hanging from a tree. In the distance I could hear footsteps and I began to panic, nobody ever came into the woods beside me and ... I could hear laughing in the distance and scowled. "Gale!" I called. He walked out from the bushes with a smirk on his face.
"You look a little strung up there Catnip" he smirked as he walked over and lifted me off the branches. My names not Catnip It's Katniss Everdeen but Gale calls me Catnip. Gale's dark hair brushed my face as he placed me on the ground I wouldn't call Gale strong but I wouldn't call me light. I punched him in the arm with a serious face then buckled and smiled at him. Gale was the only one that could make me beam like that except Prim.
For awhile we didn't talk just hunted. Every day we would meet up in the woods and hunt together feeding for our families. I became head of my family at just eleven while Gale was about fourteen. I remembered the day we met; it was about my third week trying to hunt in the woods when I noticed a snare with a plump rabbit hanging from it. I immediately went over to examine the snare; I had tried to make snares a million times and always failed. "Don't play with dangerous things like that, young lady" he had called to me up from a higher branch.
It took awhile after that but we finally accepted each other and hunted together to survive.
I smiled at the memory.
"What?" asked Gale, smiling himself. I was snapped back to reality and immediately asked "How many times is your name in the reaping bowl?"
His smile vanished "42 times. I guess the odds aren't exactly in my favour" he answered using Effie Trinket's famous quote. I gaped and tried to move on.
Each year your name gets put into a bowl but you can sign up for tessera but you must put your name in extra times, my name will be in 20 times this year as I sign up for tessera for my Mother, Prim and myself and then there is the one time where I must have my name in. 4 times a year. I won't let prim sign up for tessera; I won't risk her getting put in the Hunger Games.
The Hunger Games, now that something to never look forward to. Each year the twelve districts of Panem must offer up two tributes a male and a female between the ages of twelve and eighteen to be entered in the Hunger Games. The Hunger Games has 24 tributes each year but by the end only one stands. District Twelve hardly ever wins; we've only one twice in 74 years.
"Come on Katniss, must be Reaping time soon" said Gale stretching his arm out to me. I took it immediately and he helped me to my feet. As we walked back to the fence we slid under quietly and walked into the Hob. He traded a squirrel for a loaf of bread with the baker and sold our wild turkey to Greasy Sae for a few dollars. We split our goods and parted ways. When I arrived home Prim was already dressed in my first Reaping outfit, a white blouse and a blue-green skirt. She smiled as I walked in the door. "Katniss!" She screamed and ran into my arms. I hugged her tight. "You look beautiful, Prim" She beamed even more at the compliment.
"I pulled an outfit out for you too, Katniss" My mother said behind me. My smiled faded for a moment until I noticed Prim giving me a funny look. I smiled again and went to my room. I took a quick bath in the cold water and dressed in the blue dress my mother had left out for me. I knew it was one of her old ones and I was reluctant to wear it but I did anyway. My mother came in soon after I was dressed and did my hair in a braided sort of bun.
"Now you're beautiful as well" my mother smiled. I forced and smile and left the room.
Outside the bell rang signalling the start of the Reaping. Prim's eyes widened and tears were forming. I quickly ran to her and hugged her. She was different from me, she was sensitive and scared but she was one of the lucky ones like my mother, a Half-Angel. Nobody knows how the Half-Angels are chosen but I wasn't one neither was my father. We were just plain elves like most of the population of District Twelve. Being elves is why we usually loose the Hunger Games; we're not anything special we have not powers so we usually get thrashed. I grabbed Prim's hand as I headed out the door. The Town Square was slowly filling up and we lined up in our age groups. My name got signed off and I lined up with the rest of my age group in front of the stage that had been set up for the "special" occasion.
After a few minutes Effie Trinket walked onto the stage with a huge smile on her face.
"Alright everyone, we are going to watch a video brought to you straight from the Capitol"
There were a few groans beside me; the same video is replayed each year. Showing us how we came to the Hunger Games and why this helps us and blah, blah, blah. I usually have a micro sleep half way through. I woke up to the Effie Trinket saying how much she loves that video.
"Alright straight to it, Like always ladies first" she said and walked over to the girls tribute bowl. My heart was pumping when she pulled out a slip of paper. That could be one of the twenty papers with "Katniss Everdeen" on them. I took a breath and listened closely.
"Our female tribute for District Twelve in the 74th annual Hunger Games is ... Primrose Everdeen" called Effie in a loud clear voice.
I think my heart stopped.
A/N: This is my first FanFic. *I don't own the Hunger Games or the Characters* Please R&R and i will update soon
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