Hey! this is my first fanfic, so wish me luck! Please review. Oh and I'd like to thank my friend for helping me w/ the names and stuff! THX! (lol you know who you are)
Disclaimer: I do not own the Hunger Games
Chapter 1
Katniss's POV
"Hello District twelve! It is my pleasure to announce the hundredth annual hunger games! May the odds be ever in your favor. Ladies first!"
I watch as Miffie Trinket, daughter of Effie Trinket, walk over to the big glass ball. My heart is pounding and I'm clutching Peeta's hand as Miffie pulls out a slip of paper. The few seconds it took her to walk back to the podium seemed like hours. Every year, a boy and a girl from the ages twelve to eighteen is chosen to compete in the hunger games. In other words, a fight to the death. My daughter Elli is fourteen this year. Her name is only in three times. The odds were completely in her favor, so why am I still worrying?
"Jacky Springs," Miffie called out. I sighed in relief that my little Elli was safe for another year. "Jacky? Come on up honey," Miffie said worriedly, "I guess Jacky's not here. Okay. I'll just go pick another card."
What! Is that even allowed? I thought to myself.
I watched Effie reach into the glass ball yet again. Three of those slips have Elli Mellark written on them. My heart started pounding again, as Miffie pulled out a slip of paper. She walked back to the mic and read, "Elli Mellark."
I gasped in horror as I watched my daughter walk up the the stage. "No. No. No. This can't be happening. Her name is only in there three times," I muttered to myself. Taking a few deep breaths, I succeeded in calming myself down. I glanced up to see Elli standing stiffly on stage, as Miffie walked over to the boy's glass ball. I told myself here and now, that this year, District twelve will have a victor. Elli Mellark will win, no matter who the male tribute is.
"Javon Hawthorne," said Miffie
Oh no. Not Gale's son. No. This can't be happening.
I watch in horror as Gale's son walks slowly up to the stage. Elli turns and shakes hands with Javon. The two of them are led into the Justice Building, while Peeta and I wait on stage. On the big screen President Raven.
"Hello everyone! As you know, this year is the Hundredth Hunger Games, or in other words, the fourth quarter quell. That's right. The twist? Let's see what it will be shall we?" said President Raven. She puts on a fake smile and takes the paper from the plush velvet pillow. Reading aloud, "This year, for the hundredth hunger games, there will be one replacement tributes for each District. You all know and love these replacement tributes! They are your victors! The reaping for the replacement tributes will be held at the capitol after the opening ceremonies. Happy Hunger Games and may the odds be ever in your favor." The screen turns black, and I stare at it in shock. It's either me or Peeta. I decided now that it would be me. I will go in to save Peeta and Elli. I glanced over at Peeta, but he just shook his head at me. I put on a determined look and walked to the train. Peeta trailed behind me, and we settled down in the victor's room.
Javon's POV
"Try your best to win. I know you can do it, even without your mentor's help. Remember what I taught you in the woods. You'll be fine. Come back to Madge and I. Don't expect much from Katniss and Peeta," my father, Gale, said bitterly, "They want their daughter Elli to win. Watch your back..."
I listened to my father ramble on about how he knows I cant win, but in my heart, I know that he knows that I can't win. Once he left, I sat in a chair and waited for the peacekeepers to come take me to the train. I thought about how I hated Elli Mellark. She was always the smartest in school, but that made her probably the snottiest girl in school. She thinks she's the best because she inherited her mother's voice. Well, I've got news for her. She is so dead in the arena. I know I can't win, but she won't win either. I'll make sure of it.