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Tauria Shraine POV

"Alright, I think you're ready, Tauria. You will make District Two very proud." My training coach said, his eyes tearing up. "Now, you're sure you want to do this? Ollie is pretty damn capable of winning." He said, Talking about the boy who was planning on volunteering.

"Coach, Oliver Ivy has no chance. Hell, he will be the first career to be killed." I said, shaking off his lack of confidence in me. I turned to Jeneva, my training partner, and thanked her for all her help the past few months. It was reaping day. I was volunteering. It was my idea, I wasn't forced to volunteer. My family weren't that bad off, but even so, having two sisters made it hard to get reasonable income. My parents worked day and night, not making an incredible income, but they always seemed to sacrifice for whatever we needed. They were the best parents I could've asked for. I wanted to win so they wouldn't have to work another in their frantic lives. Both my sisters were younger than me, Bernadette was 12, Alisa was 10.

"There's my brave, strong young woman." My mother said to me as I made my way through the front door.

"Don't do that mom. I'll only be gone for a little while." I assured her, while trying to assure myself of the same thing. My sisters then ran out of their rooms and wrapped their small arms around my hips.

"Bernadette, you have to take care of mom and dad while I'm gone. Alisa, I love you so much, but I'll be back soon." I said while trying not to cry. This might be the last time I see them. My family was my life, it's why I trained, and boy did I train. I trained, I trained, and I trained. I hoisted myself out of their hugs and kept proceeding to my room. I looked in the large mirror that showed my whole body. My dark brown hair outstretched my shoulders, bangs covering the majority of my forehead. I am not a beautiful girl, not even close, but i didn't look too bad today. My jeans were dirty from today's training, but the top I was wearing seemed alright. As i put on my makeup, trying to cover the acne that riddled my face, I reached for the lockett on my nightstand. Alice gave it to me as my district token. I loved it, it reminded me of her every time I looked at the large silver locket.

"Tauria, it's time!" I could hear my mother yell from the kitchen.

"Alright, one sec"

I slipped on my shoes and began to head out of my house, for maybe the last time.

Oliver Ivy POV

I walked alone to the reapings. I didn't want to see anyone I cared about, at least right now. My family is so proud of me that I'm going to volunteer. I, however, am not so giddy. I don't like the games, fuck the Capital. The only reason I am volunteering was his skill. I am very skilled with swords, knives, spears… Anything. I always have been. But now, as I slowly walk my way to the District Two square, I looked down at myself. Yeah, I was muscular, and obviously intimidating, standing at 6'3". But, I am not sure I can just kill like that. I remember the games last year, the kid from District 4 killed 8 people in his road to victory. Eight people, wiped off the face of the planet. But it's too late to back down now. I need to do this. I'll win, and I'll come back home and I'll never have to think about it again.

I found the other seventeen year old boys and got in line next to two of my mates from training.

"Good luck out there, Ollie." Zorro said. He was a great training partner. He was more of the 'usual career' than I was.

"Thanks Z." Z's backwards cap, and necklace made of teeth, made him stand out in the crowd. He was tough, a real competitor. But no sense cluttering my mind on a guy that I may never see again.

Tauria Shraine POV

Right as I got in line with the other girls in my class, the head District Two escort marched up to the microphone in very high heels.

"Welcome, welcome, one and all. Let's find out who our tributes are this year, shall we?"

She said, turning towards the girls bowl first. I made sure my shirt was tucked in, and got ready to volunteer my time, and possibly my life to the Capital.

"Rose—"

"I Volunteer!" I cut her off, already walking towards the stage. I figured this may get me a little help in the Sponsor department, by being confident in myself and my decision.

"A volunteer. How exciting!" The escort said, genuinely enthused. "Tell us your name dear."

"Tauria Shraine. I hope you all like it, because once I win you'll be hearing it a lot." I said, trying to emanate confidence.

"There you have it! Tauria Shraine. Now for the boys."

I was excited to battle with Ollie. Everyone always said he had a great chance at winning, and often overlooked me. If there is one thing I hate, it was being overlooked.

"Right then, the boys tribute is, Danny Golya".

The name was followed by silence. Danny clearly expected , as with everyone, that Ollie would volunteer. Danny then made his way down the aisle. He looked frightened, couldn't be older than thirteen years.

"I volunteer!" A voice arose from the Seventeen year old boys section. About time Ollie grew some balls. But as I looked who was approaching the stage, it was not Oliver Ivy. As he stepped up to the podium, I recognized him as the boy with trained with Ollie.

"And what's your name?"

"Zorro Felicis. Just call me 'Z'".

Not a minute later I was being dragged into a small room by two peacekeepers.

"We love you Tauria." My two younger sisters screamed at me, smiles wide, they seemed not to worry about me. That's all I could ask for, and of course, that I win.

"You'll come back to us. I know you will. If there's any poison in the cornucopia, grab it. Get the careers and make a plan." My dad instructed me. I just smiled and hugged him. They all cared about me so much, it was breathtaking. It made me that much happier that I'm going to win this so they don't have to work another day in their lives.

Zorro Felicis POV

"He wasn't gonna do it Ma, I was right next to him. He wasn't gonna volunteer."

"That's still no reason for you to go volunteer." My mother exclaimed, still upset about my decision.

"I wasn't about to let that little kid die. He isn't even trained. He wouldn't have a chance." I tried to explain myself.

"Honey, he'll be fine. He's just as good, if not better than Oliver Ivy. I need you to come back a winner, Z." My father said sternly. He was the most loving man in all of Panem. That's why he was elected mayor. Everyone loved my father, and my mother was great too. They both had high paying jobs, I'm not in the games because of money. I just couldn't stand around and let that boy get killed. I couldn't.

"I'll see you in a few weeks, huh?" I said, trying to sound cool, composed even. Soon after my family was escorted out by District Peacekeepers.

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