Dear Readers,
Before anything else happens, this story is based off of The Hunger Games, by Suzanne Collins, so I do not own the whole idea of this book. Also I got this idea from an advertisement on YouTube. Someone made an advertisement for the Hunger Games movie with using 'Avatar: The Last Airbender, and it made me think 'Why don't I make it?' Also, I'm looking for a beta reader. :) Thank you. So, I hope you enjoy!
Also, thanks for all your support! I'm so happy I got 200 views already! For my first time writing, this is pretty big. Thanks again for all the support! I have Chapter 12 out, so please keep reading! I would like some views so I know how I'm doing! Thanks and enjoy!
Kathampetlover
Chapter 1: The Reaping
The warm sun leaks through my dirty window to my eyes. I roll in my bed to get it out, but seeing no effect, I just got up. I brushed my hair and got dressed. Then I went down stairs. "Good morning, Sara." my sister, Patrice, said. I yawned and said 'morning' back. I helped her get breakfast ready, like usual, and like always, we ate alone. My mother has been sick for a long time and in the 12th district of Panem, there is not a lot of nurses or medicine. Everyday she seems to get better, but then she remembers my dad's tragic death in the coalmine, and everything gets worse again.
"So, Sara. Are you ready for today?" Patrice said. Oh, right, the reaping. Every year, they pick one girl tribute and one boy tribute from each of the 12 districts.
"I guess." I sadly say. Thankfully Patrice has one more year until she gets entered, but for me, my name is in that glass bowl 6 times, 3 times because of my age and 3 to give my family wheat and oil.
"Patrice, I'll be back okay?" I ask.
"Really? Do you have to?" she asks sadly.
"I'll be right back." I run out the door to the 'electric' fence, that is not really 'electric'. I climb the fence and go into the woods. I stop at a nice tree with good shade and then I hear leaves wrestling. I turn around to see Timothy. He's in a water-attack pose and I grin as I get into mine. We start battling, which is actually training, and then stop. We sit under the tree and stare to the sky.
"Today's the day." he says. I look over to him and he's still staring in the sky.
"I guess. Are you ready?" I ask.
"Sara, I have to be. All these years and taking in 8 tribute applications, I have to be picked." he says. That's right. Timothy has more siblings than I do.
"Look, I need to go. Patrice is waiting." We say our goodbyes and our 'May the odds be ever in our favors' and I go to the fence.
I come back to see Patrice waiting for me. "There you are!" she said, greeting me with a smile. "Come on and eat." We eat and then I go back up stairs for some alone time. Then it's time for the reaping. I go down to the table and they take blood from me. The blood is to symbol some part of the pain you will be experiencing. Then, by age, I go to the 14-Girl isle and wait.
Then a woman with a pink wig and plump pink lips comes on the stage. "Welcome to the first annual Bending Games!" Oh! Yeah, I forgot! Now in these years, people know the bending of water, fire, earth, and air, so the Capital decided to make it the 'Bending Games' to see if it works. So, this is basically a year of experimenting. She walks to the girls' side. "May the odds be ever in all your favors! Girls first!" She reaches in the bowl and snatches on like it was the last part of food in the world. She opens it slowly.
"Sara Santiago!" I look on. Did I seriously hear my name? "Sara Santiago?" hearing it again makes me sure. I walk out of the isle and start walking toward the stage. The peacemakers walk with me. "Don't be shy. Come, come!" I come on stage and look out to the crowd. Yep! There's Timothy! He looks on to me sadly, and I give a slight grin to tell him 'It's okay. It was meant to happen some day.'
She then walks over to the boys. Does the same, and opens it. "Brian Mellarky!" I stare into the crowd to see Brian come up.
What? Brian? I remember him like we met yesterday. It was the time of a big storm. I was really hungry and sitting at a tree, in the rain, thinking that my life was over. Then he comes out. He stares at me. I stare back. He gives me both burnt pieces of bread. Then goes back inside. He saved me and my family a whole two - three weeks with that bread. He comes up.
"Any volunteers?" she asked. Everyone looked at us saying 'sorry, but no.' "Well then. Shake hands you two!" So, we do and go into a building to say good bye to anyone who wants to say bye.
The first visitor I get is Patrice and, mother? "Mom?" I say in surprise.
"I had to come and say bye! Be safe!" she said.
"Please come back, Sara!" Patrice said.
"I promise I will try my best to win!" Then I have to say good-bye and then Timothy comes in. I hug him to say good-bye.
"Please keep them alive for me!" I tell him.
"I promise, Sara. I will!"
Then my two friends, Tara and Mia, come in. I say good-bye to them and they give me a mocking jay pin. "For good luck!" Tara said. "We are all with you!" Mia then said. They then went and I was escorted down to the train. 'This is it!' I think and the doors slam closed behind me.