I'm Delila Mellark. The daughter of two Hunger Games victors. Peeta Mellark and Katniss Everdeen. I never thought that I would be a tribute to the Famine Games. It's unfair. Why would we do this again? It's been stopped once, do we really have to do this again? Will I win, or be a failure as I ususally am? Can I do this to save my family?
"Delila, sweety. Time for breakfast!" My mother called from the kitchen of our house. We are the only ones who still live in District 12...or what's left of it. I walked down the stairs carefully in my fur slippers, for I have learned from experience that it's best not to go down steps fast with slippers on. I arrived in the kitchen where my mother, father, and baby brother were there waiting patiently for me.
"Sorry guys. You could have started without me." I said as I was sitting down. I knew my father had cooked, as he most of the time does, because the bread was just the way I like it. Today was my sixteenth birthday. I guess it's a good reason not to start eating without someone.
"Sweety, happy birthday!" My father said. "I have a suprise for you." He got up from his chair and walked down the hall and into his room.
My mom just shrugged her shoulders and looked at me with a confused expression but I know my mom knew. She can't lie and she never could. My dad came in with a new bow and arrow. My father can't hunt but he sure knows how to make a bow.
It was Oak wood and had flowers engraved all along the bow itself. While the arrows were oak with the same flowers but had a mockingjay flower attached to each one. For some reason the mockingjay was very important to my parents but they always got too emotional to talk about it. I know it had something to do with the Hunger Games though.
"Daddy, I don't know what to say…I love it!" I said. I think I was so excited that I forgot to breathe. I got my hunting skills from my mother and my baking skills from my father. I have the best of both worlds.
"It was no problem sweety. I mad your mom's bow and arrows too." He answered putting his arm around my mother. They were the perfect couple. They completed each other. My father was like a calm, gentle breeze over a stream…while my mother on the other hand had fire inside of her.
We walked into the living room and had herb tea. My mother's specialty. We turned on the T.V. and were interrupted by a public service announcement. Our new president came on the screen and said "Hello. All districts will be participating in the Famine Games. We made a rule on the Hunger Games never coming back…but who said anything about the Famine Games?" and the screen went static.
My mother dropped her tea and glass shattered. My mother ran to me and wrapped her arms around me like I had been away for half of my life. I didn't quite understand it all. "Mom, what's going on?" I asked quietly knowing that I knew I didn't want to know the answer.
"It means they are restarting the Hunger Games, just a smaller and" she gulped, "and quicker version." She finally let go of me and I finally could process everything. I was more than likely going to be in those games. I was going to die. I mean my chances of getting chosen are like 8 out of 9 because of my parents. My mother told me a while back that they say it's fair, but every game is fixed to have exactly the people they want in the games there.
I saw a tear slither out of my father's blue eye. This was bad, really bad. My mother and father worked so hard to get all of this fixed and basically all of it was for nothing. They fought for me and won…the first battle. I will not let them fight this one. My mother ran into my father's arms. He kissed her on the forehead and ran his fingers through her long curly brown hair. The room was spinning. I wanted to say something but I couldn't. I was frozen with shock. There was nothing they could do for me. I would probably never see my seventeenth birthday. I would die soon this year and there was nothing anyone could do except me. I would fight for myself and never look back.
"I. Will. Win." After I said these last words, the room seemed to close up into a hole and everything went black.