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Chapter 2
I hate the fact that the reaping is at the town's square. Here is a place were we are suposed to have fun, enjoy our lives, friends and family, and watch the cheerleaders from school practicing. It is a happy place, and happy places are rare this days, especially on district 12.
Today, the happy sensation you get here is extermined by the peacekeepers and reporters filming the event on the top of the buldings all around. They are vampires, and can kill us whenever they feel like it. And it makes you affraid, because whenever you look up, there they are, staring at you, like na animal stares at it's prey.
We register to the reaping and we are directed to the lines that are made according to the age. Marge goes to the 12 year old one, and I go to the 16 year old one. Parents or just people that have to watch the reaping, making bets on who is gonna be choosen are behind us, on another line.
It's a great way to the capitol show that they are in control and there is nothing we can do to stop them.
We look to the justice building, where the people are choosen. There is a stage, a podium and three chairs, besides to huge glass balls full of papers. One with the girls' names and the other with the boys'.
Two of those chairs are occupied by the Mayor and Isobel, capitol's representant on district 12. It's clear she is from the capitol, given the clothes she is wearing: Old ones, from the time she was turnedinto a vampire, pretty much like all of the vampires do. They are talking, and eyeing the empty chair.
Soon as the clock hits two o'clock, the mayor stands up and goes to the podium, to tell us the history of how Panem was formed. Always the same thing.
We all know that after this place named north america was destroyed by war s between werewolves, witches, vampires and humans, it was decided that the country would be divided and every single breed would win districts or just a district, according to the number of people that were left after the war. Those districts would be ruled by the capitol, that would be formed by two of each breed to help to rule everyone else.
In the end, the country was divided in 12 districts. The districts 1 to 4 were formed by vampires. 5 to 8 by witches, 9 to 12 by humans and the last district by werewolves, since they were almost extinct by war, and everyone lived happy.
But as time went on, the vampires took over the power, killing the other members of the breeds that were in the capitol, causing the districts to revolt against the capitol, leaded by the werewolves from district 13.
After long years of battle, the capitol won and established their power over 12 districts, destroying district 13 and all of the werewolves in it., but some people believe there are still werewolves out there, getting power and staring a new army.
So, the war was over but as a punnishment, the districts had to sign the treaty of treason, that said that " every district shall select a young male and female between the ages of 12 and 18 to fight until death in an arena. This is known as "the vampire games."
The mayor finnished telling the story, and read the list of old victors and victresses we had over the years. Only 2, and from them, only one was alive. His name is Alaric, and he has just got on stage, drinking god knows what as he sits on the other chair.
He is completely drunk, and when the crowd greets him with applauses, he tries to hugh Isobel, who shows her fangs, threatening him. They mayor looks very apprehensive. He knows our district is probably being laughed of by everyone else. After a few minutes recomposing herself, Isobel makes her way to the podium.
"Happy vampire games! And may the odds be ever in your favor!" She squeals and I roll my eyes, only to realize that Damon is looking at me, seeming very scared of being choosen. I try to give him my best reassuring smile, but he doesn't smile back.
"Ladies first!" Isobel announces, making her ways towards the ball with girls names, and taking one after mixing the papers.
Complete silence follows. No one dares to say a word, and the only thing that I think is that it can't be me.
"Margaret Gilbert!" She reads in a loud voice and I almost faint.
A/N: What happens next? XD Reviews are welcome!
