For his hand or his crown

by dolphindreamer11

(This is a Hunger Games version of The Selection but told by my oc). Tia Hellsman, a 6, is picked for the selection. Taking the chance to bring money to her family, she fights to stay in the competition. But when she notices that the Prince seems to have a strange obsession with her, she can't shake away her own feelings. Of course, the Prince is violent. But he's handsome too.

2. The Squirrel Family

I began to read over the forms.

Dear Miss T Hellsmen,

We delighted to inform you that you are eligible for the selection. If you wish to enter, you must fill out the sheets below and give them to the local clerk at your districts Justice Building. All entrance forms must be submitted, fully completed, by the 21st December. (1 complete month from this day). We wish you the best of luck and may the odds be ever in your favour.

Name - Tia Hellsmen.

Age - 16

Birth date - 7/7/99

Gender - F

Past relationships - None

Virgin - Yes

Caste - 6

Family - Father - Jack Hellsmen, 49, Mother (deceased) - Nicole Marsbry, /, Brothers - Alexander - 26, Dusk - 20, Lockie - 18, Benny - 9. Sisters - Sally - 24, Penny - 22, Matilda - 13, Fran - 4.

District - 7.

Languages spoken - English/American, French, Spanish and German. (Dad is a quarter French and Mum was a quarter Spanish and half german.)

Hobbies - Reading, teaching, cooking, sewing. (Basically just mending clothes).

I, _Tia Hellsmen _,agree that, if chosen I will comply to the rules and understand that sabatargary and abuse to other selected would cost me my place. I understand and agree that if chosen I will belong to the Prince and therefore, will be property of the royal family. Any obstruction, affairs or abuse will count as treason and would not only cost my place but also my life.

I agree to these rules.

Signed : Tia Hellsmen.

I sigh as I finish the long process of completing the forms. Who made it so god damn boring?! I put my forms into an envelope and put it on the desk for tomorrow, when I'll take it to the Justice Building. I go upstairs and fall onto the thin, broken mattress that I share with Matty. I fall into the sweet darkness, letting it engulf me.

I wake up at sunrise, bubbling with excitement.

"T! Tia! Where are you?" I hear my big sis, Dawn call.

"I'm in the bedroom, Dawn. Whatd ya want?" She runs in.

"I heard from a customer that they're judging the selection on looks and skills!" She pants and my eyes widen. That could give us a chance! I nod and she whirlwinds away, already perfect. I shower, or rather splash freezing cold water on my shivering, naked body, then brush my hair for so long it turns straight. I dress in one of Mum's old dresses, a sweet, cherry red cotton dress. I then grab the envelope and scurry to the Justice Building. You can see the difference between those who knew and those who didn't. Workers from 7, still in their uniform while others, 2's and 3's, dressed in new silk dress and caked in make up. I waited in the queue for about an hour or two before I get to the front. I hand my form to the clerk and sit down in front of the photographer. I put on my winning smile, one that makes my face glow and my eyes dance. Then the photographer hands the picture to the clerk and I'm dismissed. The walk home is hot and the dress sticks to my bony body. As I walk through the door, I'm tackled by Alexander.

"Where have you been?" He asks, anxious. I can tell he's been worrying.

"I was just as the Justice Building." I tell him.

"So you did it?" He whimpers and I nod, avoiding his gaze. He sighs. "You're a hopeless case, Tia, you know that, right?" I nod again as he walks off, sighing and muttering to himself. I retire to my room, changing into more comfortable clothes, not liking being so reminded of Mum.

"Tee Tee!" I hear Matilda yell and I rush downstairs to where the kids are sitting at the table, doing there work.

"What, Matty?" I ask breathlessly.

"I'm done now. Will you play with me?" She asks with doe eyes.

"Me too! Me too!" Fran squeals as she claps her little hands together.

"Don't forget me!" Benny whines and I sigh.

"I'll play with all of you." I tell them, smiling. They beam and clap their hands. I spend the est of the days playing squirrel families in the woods with my little brother and sisters. I am the Mummy squirrel and I have to cook them acorn dinner and tuck them into their leaf beds. I end up carrying three, sleeping children home. Matty may be a teen but she practically still a kid. I love my big, crazy family so, so much.

So life continued, after a month the excitement had considerably died down. Girls stopped wondering the streets, clutching their forms, dressed I their finest. Time moved on and after several months, people began to think that they'd stopped the selection completely. Others say that they were still searching through the thousands of entry forms, trying to somehow narrow it down to just 35. Whatever it was, there was now a scheduled announcement tomorrow, everyone required to watch, even huge screens set up near the Justice Building for those without televisions. If they were to announce the selection, tomorrow would be the day.