This is a prequel to the 150th Hunger games by jakey121. I created the psycopath siblings Vigdis and Nilda Lanly. And, you guessed it! This is entirely on them. So, enjoy the before life of psycotic career tributes!
Vigdis
Hehehehehehehehe. . . Can't wait til Nilda opens her weaponry rack in her closet. I rigged it so that they'd all just fall on top of her. I'll know when she opens her closet by the furious howls, and my dad starting to bellow at me. Can hardly wait.
"VIGDIS!" That's my cue to run! I can already hear my dad running up the steps, and mum howling in laughter. They both love Nilda more, they think that she's gonna be the next victor to the Hunger Games. She's 18 now, she'll be volunteering this year. My mum and dad want this to go perfectly. I'm 12, so I get to watch from the front row, great view to see Mallio Dartille beat her at volunteering.
I can run pretty quickly, and jumping out the window is nothing. I land softly on the grass outside the window of our house in the victor's village. The grass is dewey, and I can feel the water creeping through my shoes. I know where to go, to Manina Dartille's house. She's a friend of mine, and sister of our volunteer (that Nilda doesn't know about). I find her house is better than mine, it doesn't have Nilda, or my dad, or Nilda, or my mum, or Nilda, did I mention it doesn't have Nilda?
Their house is just a mile run from my place, and for me that's nothing. Their red house shows up in distance, only a block away. What was that? Someone's following me! "Who's there! Show yourself!" A small 12 year old pops out. It's only Manina. I sometimes wonder how we became friends, I mean I'm tough, and strong, she's small, and weak. She's the only person who's ever been nice to me, maybe that's why.
"Did you anger Nilda, again?" She asks sweetly.
"Yep," I answer gruffly "Messed up her weapons rack." We grin together and walk inside. My family'll find me in about an hour. But, I'll enjoy my time while it lasts.
A/N My psycopath has a friend? I didn't really expect to make her have one. Oh, well, I'll fix that later. Like it? Review. Don't like it? Still, review.