*A quick Marvel fic! (The Hunger Games) I wrote this within something stupid like an hour at a stupid time in the early, dark hours of the morning. So it may make no sense! XD Enjoy… :) But this is my first ever attempt of a Hunger Games fiction. :3 Sorry for any grsmmrr mess ups.

Today was he day. The most dreaded day, in my eyes. And most likely the districts other than my own, district two, and possibly district four.

I come from District one. And today was the day of he reaping, for the 74th Hunger Games…

I thought the games were horrible, and disgusting… I think that is why my family do not like to involve themselves with me… I don't understand why they do not agree with me, the games are horrid, they games took my older brother from me…

There was nothing glories about the games.

I live in district one, my name is Jemma and I am seventeen. I am a victor, I won the Hunger Games when I was 15 years old. Not something I'm proud of. I don't fit in here. I haven't got any friend, I mostly cut away from everyone ehen I came back from the games.

Thought I have one friend, though I suppose you couldn't really call them a friend, more like a boyfriend… though we never really made it official…

But thinking about it, boyfriends and girlfriends love each other, care for each other, hug on cold nights, take romantic walks together… we don't do that…

We kiss, sometimes hug. And we do other 'physical' activities which belong behind closed doors…

I smile to myself in the bathroom mirror, thinking about him… Marvel. He was by far, the most attractive, funny, and strongest male in district one…And he chooses to be around me.

I was dressed, ready for the yearly reaping, in a beautiful dress, my mother had laid out… maybe thinking that this beautiful red dress with jewels covering the material. I didn't have to be at the reaping. But it was nice, when victors did go. I wasn't a mentor this year. I think Cashmere was.

I have got to admit. Having my long brown hair curled, held together with purple and red ribbons, my eyes bold and striking from the mascara and purple eye shadow, it made my dark brown eyes stand out with beauty.

I slipped on my pair of red, shoes that had a slight heel, and left the room. I found my mother and father in the kitchen eating a buffet of delectable foods, that the other districts could never afford…maybe two and four could…

"Oh Jemma. You look beautiful… The capital would love you" My mother gushed. "Thank you, mother. But it's not my mentor year." I replied, I felt a little bad seeing the disappointment on my father's face, and the sadness in my mothers.

"I think I am next year."

I sighed and walked from the kitchen… I left the house, walking through the long and beautiful front garden, which was covered in weird, colourful flowers.

I walked to the square, our justice building was more decorated than usual… The stage was ready to be used… The string pens, ready to hold females and males before two names were called.

"Still moping about the games Jem?" I turned to see Marvel, dressed beautifully in a dark purple suit, with a red tie, which made me smile.

"It seems we match Marvel" I smirked at him. He stepped closer taking my hand, giving it a short kiss.

"Yes, we look quite the match" He smiled, looking me up and down. " You look truly beautiful…" He said, he looked nervous…

"Marv, you're not going to volunteer this year, right?" I asked, as he locked his hands with mine. We started walking, the reaping wasn't for another two hours, so we had time to kill.

"Not this year. Next year. After the reaping today, Jemma. I have arranged something for us. Something nice" He smiled, with that nervous look again.

"Okay Marvel" I smiled leaning up to kiss his cheek.

He stopped us both walking and turned to me smirking… "You missed" He said, adding a cheeky wink.

"Did I?" I replied, teasingly. He nodded and brought his face closer to mine. I breathed in his colonel, as his soft lips reached mine.

He kissed me briefly, for a few seconds.

"I love doing that" He breathed. I smiled, feeling a blush creep on my face. Marvel was quiet about his feelings, so this was a rare, but amazing thing.

" Are you a mentor thid year" He asked, I shook my head.

We walked on for a while. Through our district, Marvel saying hello and good luck to his friends. I just stood there, smiling. Marvel introduced me to them… He had never done that before…

But, before we knew it… The reaping was upon us. Marvel and I shared one more, sweet kiss before departing.

I walked to the Victors seats. Sitting with the other victors,

A tall male walked on to the stage, he looked odd. But that was normal for the capital. His hair was big, it looked like a bee's nest, except it was a bright blue, slightly tinted with deep yellow swirls.

He was dressed in a bold green suit, which was encrusted with brilliant golden diamonds.

"Welcome. Happy Hunger Games, and may the odds, ever be in your favor" He said, in the capital accent.

He began to show the yearly, boring video, about the uprisings that started the games in the first place.

It finished… "Ladies first then" He said, he started shuffling the names in the bowel, building the tension.

He finally picked and read out the name… A girl I knew was called… Her name is Glimmer, she is beautiful, with her perfect blonde hair and shining blue eyes…

No one volunteered. It was her last games, no one dared to ever volunteered when someone was on their last year.

She pranced to the stage, a huge sparkling smile across her face…

Now the boys… The capitol man on the stage, he was different to the previous years…so I had no clue who he was.
But he chose a name from the boys…

"Lysander"

Wait… I knew that name… wasn't that Marvel's younger brother? The 14 year old one…

Lysander didn't walk up though… Marvel did… "I volunteer sir"

I swear my heart stopped. I could hear my blood rapidly speeding up, through my ears, I felt a lot hotter. No, Marvel. My Marvel… he could win it thought. He was strong…

The two, Marvel and Glimmer shook hands and were taken away…

The families saw them first, a few of Marvel's friends went to see him… I was the last to see him… In this district every visitor had 10 minutes each with the tributes…

I entered he room, and closed the door, before I was knocked back.

"I'll be fine Jemma. I Promise" He said, kissing me over and over again…

I couldn't talk. I tried, but the words just didn't want to come out.

"I need to do this… when I said I wanted to see you after the reaping. I was going to give you this"

His hand reached into his pocket, he pulled out a small, red velvet box. I gasped… "Marvel" I whispered.

"This is a promise. We are too young to marry," He let out a breathy laugh, whilst I let tears slowly roll off my cheeks, he whipped them away, and carried on talking "but when I get back, we will have a marvelous wedding, and we'll get away from here"

He opened the small box, showing a beautiful diamond ring. It was perfect. Marvel slipped it on my finger.

Before hugging me, and giving me a long kiss.

"I never said it before. But I do love you. I always have, and I always will"

"I love you too Marv" I chocked trying to stop the tears flowing down my face.

"I will see you after these games. Look after Ly while I'm gone" He said. I could see he was scared.

No matter how much of a warrior he was he was scared…

"I will" I whispered, leaving the room. Leaving Marvel to become a killer…

He will come back though…I kept telling myself, as I watched the shining train flash away…