Warning! I do not own the Hunger Games series!
Okay so just a quick note. This is a first come first serve thing so I would like to ask people to start placing second choice districts for their tribute. If you don't and that district is full I'll place the tribute wherever there is room. Once your tribute is on the list though they will not be moved unless you request it via a PM. Thanks and…
Enjoy!
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The meeting was only an hour long after I left. Soldier Hawthorne had been allowed back in while I had not. When Track finally emerged she immediately took me back to my hospital room where I was met with a very angry doctor. Apparently they don't like it when patients on round the clock pain meds and vitamins leave.
"You'll be leaving in the morning," Track said as I settled into my new hospital clothing. The nurses were already hooking me back up as I slid under the sheets.
"I'm sorry if I got you in trouble," I grimaced when the tubes had to be reinserted into the veins in my arms.
"Actually the only one who was angry was the secretary," Track smiled tiredly as she sat, "He doesn't like it when people call him out in his plans to massacre children."
"Someone had to," I smirked and then grimaced again as the nurse put the tube in wrong and had to pull it out again, "That was painful enough the first time, thank you."
The nurse blushed and finished replacing it. She left quickly after that with the other two nurses as well.
"So I'm leaving the morning?" I remained sitting even if my entire body was already exhausted by my little outing.
"Yes, I'm escorting you home. There will be some others with us as well, but some are just stopping in Twelve on their way to Thirteen."
"What home? Mine was destroyed in the attack on Twelve," I asked honestly curious for her answer.
"Apparently they're housing people in the victor's houses," She rubbed her temples, "Now get some sleep. You've only been awake for a couple of hours and you've already given me a headache."
I smiled before finally giving in and lying down. Compared to what I had been sleeping on the last few months this was the softest bed in the world. I immediately fell asleep thanks to my new medication.
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The next morning I was taken back off my medications and dressed. The doctors still weren't happy to release me, but they couldn't argue with orders from a general. My outfit was the same as yesterday except for the gray jacket I had been provided as well.
I was then escorted by two guards to the hovercraft that was waiting for me. Track was already inside so I took a seat beside her. The trains wouldn't be in working order until the Hunger Games so transportation was hovercrafts and whatnot.
"You look better than yesterday," Track commented as I took my seat.
"They allowed me my first solid meal today," If solid was bowl of gray oatmeal.
Track just grunted her response before turning her attention to a letter in her lap. I looked around taking notice of the other occupants. Soldier Hawthorne was there, most likely on his way to Thirteen. There were some soldiers whose faces I couldn't identify and a few wounded. Other than that there weren't too many people. I was hoping the ride would be a quiet one when the silence was interrupted.
"So what's your story?" Gale asked from the seat across from me. I looked at him and then at the others who had suddenly perked up at his question.
"What makes you think I've got one?" I called back.
"Everyone's got a story," He nodded towards the tags on the chain necklace around my neck, "Especially a soldier."
"What can I say?" I replied before sighing. This wasn't really a story I wanted to share, but if it made the ride go by quickly, "I was the second daughter of a coal miner whose lungs collapsed from the toxins in the mines. My mom was weakened after she gave birth to me so when my dad died the day my twin brothers were born she didn't make it long after that."
I paused for a few moments to let that settle before I continued.
"My sister was eighteen when our mom died, I was ten, and our brothers were one. My sister started working with plants to make medicines. She was a terrible doctor so she just provided the medications. I dropped out of school and she home schooled me while I did unofficial jobs for the black market. The she got married when I was thirteen and had herself two kids. The day before the fire bombing I was sent to District Eleven to meet with a guy who was supposedly going to help us," I put my head in my hands before I looked back up at him, "I watched my home burn from a television. I watched my family die and not even be there to help them or die with them. I joined the rebels there and have been fighting ever since."
I looked at everyone who was silent. I saw some understanding in some eyes while there was pity in others. I didn't want either though.
"There. That's my story."
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Okay so this was just another quick chapter with more background. This was mostly to put the new updated list in. So here's the list:
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Boy: Jamison "James" Makros
Girl: Reserved
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District One-
Boy:
Girl:
District Two-
Boy: Jay Jabber
Girl: Siena Mahone
District Three-
Boy:
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District Four-
Boy: Zachary Dalton
Girl:
District Five-
Boy:
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District Six-
Boy:
Girl:
District Seven-
Boy:
Girl: Lane Ashwood
District Eight-
Boy:
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District Nine-
Boy:
Girl:
District Ten-
Boy:
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District Eleven-
Boy:
Girl: Camellia Delaney
District Twelve-
Boy:
Girl: Daphne
District Thirteen-
Boy:
Girl:
Thanks!
-seb :]