-Side note, Finnick was in the 69th games and Annie was in the 70th.
Finnick, 73rd Hunger Games:
I sat with my parents and Annie, carefully watching my younger sister, Kat, as she stands nervously with the females her age. I saw her whip her head to look at me, and I smiled and gave her a thumbs up. She smiled back, uneasily. Annie gave her a small smile and wave. She's only 13, the chances of her being picked are so small, and we're from a wealthy district, so she never signed up for Tesserae. I saw as she looked forward again, and a small tear roll down her face. Keema, a woman from the Capitol who does the reaping in 4 every year, walked up to the stage and gave a small speech, and thanked the winners of previous Hunger Games, looking over and giving a slight nod to Annie and I, and a few others. She asked one of us to step up to the stage, and I did, and gave my best wishes to everybody in a small speech, and went back to be seated.
"Well, thank you Finnick," she said in her ridiculous Capitol accent, "Now, ladies and gentlemen, the moment you've all been waiting for! Ladies first," she reached her hand in the bowl containing all of the female names of our district.
It seemed like an eternity until she finally pulled one out, and another one when she unfolded it. She looked at it, and had a surprised look on her face. "Katherine Odair!"
I looked over at Kat, and she wasn't moving, she was just staring at me, tears streaming down her face, too afraid to move. I couldn't volunteer, I was already in the Games 4 years before, and plus, I couldn't anyways, I'm a male. I motioned for her to go up. She slowly moved up to the stage. Her crying seemed to have ceased before she got to the stage, but her eyes were still red and puffy. She sniffled a bit. She spoke into the microphone, "Hi. I'm Kat Odair, 13 years old."
Keema smiled and said, "Do you happen to be related to our past victor, Finnick Odair? It seems the odds are not in his favor during the reapings!"
"He's my older brother," the tears were threatening to spill down her cheeks again.
I was trying to push myself up to the stage, but the Peacekeepers were holding me back. I let out a strangled yell for Kat. I couldn't let her into that arena, I refused to, but I didn't know how to keep her back. I looked at all the eligible females of our District, they just looked at me and her in pity. I started sobbing where I sat. Annie and my parents tried to comfort me as much as possible.
"Any volunteers?" complete and utter silence. All you could hear was the wind whistling by.
"Well then! Now for our male tribute!" she once again dug her hand into one of the giant glass bowls. She plucked out a folded paper, a paper that could mean that boy's death. Just a tiny, folded piece of paper could destroy a family within seconds. She unfolded it and spoke loudly into the microphone, "Jasper Turin!"
I knew Jasper, but not well. He's 2 years younger than me, a 16 year old. He shuffled his feet up to the stage, apparently trying to stall as much time as completely possible, and I didn't blame him. It appeared he wasn't shedding any tears, but his facial expression spoke a million words, and fear was one of them.
"Hello everybody, my name is Jasper Turin and I am 16 years of age." He spoke in a surprisingly strong voice, considering his situation.
"Are there any volunteers for this young man?" Once again, complete silence. Jasper looked down at his feet.
"That's it for the District 4 reaping, ladies and gentlemen! Jasper, Katherine, shake hands!"
Kat faced Jasper, smiled, grasped his hand, and gave a strong shake. I saw her mouth to him "Good luck," and Jasper smiled at her. I was still streaming tears, but partly now because of the spark of bravery that showed through Kat.
~More chapters? I have this really great idea for the games and the QQ. :D ~Katheryna~
