My First Story, so please be kind! I improvised with Seneca's Age and such. Rated M for later chapters.
The Gamemaker
The Hunger Games, a celebration to most, a nightmare to the surviving victims. No matter how they try to pretty it up, or glamourize us becoming victors, it's all the same. We became murderers. I, Arabella Skye the victor of the 72nd games, have terrors of it nightly . Mainly about the others, rampaging, swinging their weapons into flesh and the sickening sound of the screams that went on all too often. Other times it would be of sweet Luca, the male tribute from my district. My best friend, my ally, my protector. In the end, I couldn't protect him, and that haunts me, every moment, asleep or awake.
Being from District Twelve, people counted me out early, the Odds Were Not in My Favor, so to speak. I was a skilled swordsman and physical fighter in itself, though no one knew this. Who would need this in our district? No one expected me to pull through. No one expected much from me at all. I'm different from the rest of Twelve not only in my skills, but in looks. I don't have the general looks of twelve. I'm tall, with hair at a platinum blond color, my eyes grey like many. My face is detailed with high cheekbones and full lips. You'll catch me out of a crowd in a second. My looks, ended up getting me more attention than I had hoped for. I was a pretty girl, with a seemingly ugly and mangled future, until I won. Was it because of him?
Seneca Crane, the Head Gamemaker of the 72nd Hunger Games. Being new to the scene of Gamemakers, he felt the need to do a particularly gruesome, (entertaining to the Capitol) job. Our arena more of mountainous region. Whether it was enough that other kids were trying to slaughter you, or the fact you could hardly inhale any oxygen made any difference, his game was simply horrid. Anyways, this vile game ended in only me. I suppose to reward Seneca for such a good job on these games, his first games, none the less, he wanted to reward him with something.. Well, someone really. Me. Before I knew it I was taken to the Capitol, only to be looking into the eyes of President Snow, telling me, how I wouldn't , or couldn't do much better than Crane. How, well situated he was and ready he was for a wife. How I only had so many years of my pretty face. How Seneca found me irresistible and beautiful. President Snow, being the subtle man that he is, also mentioned how my family would or would not benefit from this. What a life they'd be able to have, My family, my mother, Illiana, could hardly make ends meet for me and my two younger sisters, since my father, Christopher died of a sudden illness. I saw my sisters, Drezza and Asa, the nights where they would cry they were so hungry, What would become of them if I didn't accept the proposal? Would they be slaughter? Tortured? Enslaved? All these thoughts raced through my mind. I had too, for the sake of my family, I had to marry Seneca Crane. They'd be taken care of this way.
"Why me?" I ask the man of the hour himself. "Because, you are a diamond among coal" Seneca replies smoothly, kissing my hand, then placing a large diamond ring on my ring finger. Oh hilarious, a coal joke about the minding district girl. Clever, I thought to myself. I finally got a good look at Seneca at this moment. Piercing deep blue eyes, dark beautiful slicked back hair, and a very interesting beard.. If I wasn't so appalled at the thought of marrying him, he may be considered handsome, however, just being close to him right now made me shudder and almost sick. This felt so wrong in every way. Not only was he years older than me, ten to be exact, I didn't know him! Now he was leading me to my home to say goodbye to my family and collect a few things? Would see my family at the wedding? My friends? You could hear my heart pounding, I wanted to sob and beg to stay In my poor little District.. But I only knew too well, that that wasn't how it worked. To defy the Capitol and what they wanted for you.. I know what happened to Haymitch Abernathy, they killed his mother, brother and girlfriend for simply using something to his advantage in the Arena, simply surviving! I was heading off to my future.. a future as Mrs. Seneca Crane.
