This chapter will be short for certain reasons, but they will get longer sorry if this chapter is bad. I had to write this chapter quickly. Enjoy :)
District 2
Marcelo Quiroga - POV
"I see our capital representative Raffia Pinto standing up there in his ridiculous purple multi shade color coat. I feel like jumping up on stage and ripping his ridiculous purple wig off but who I am to judge I have bubble gum pink hair. I am barely listening to him and his ranting, waiting for him to hurry up and shut up about the capitol. I am sick of waiting, I am now 18 I have waited for this for over half my life and I can't wait any longer. I am going to prove that is doesn't matter I am 5'3, I am a killing machine. I can't wait, I am about to explode" Marcelo thought.
"Now to select the male tribute for district 2" says Raffia. He dips his hand into the bowl simmering around and selects a slip, he moves towards to microphone.
"The male tribute for district 2 is…. Marcelo Quiroga!" he yells but gets drowned out by a roar of triumph coming from Marcelo.
"YYYYEEEEEESSSSS! WOOHOO!" Marcelo sprints towards the stage shouldering people out of his way when he is on the stage. "I volunteer" Marcelo rips the microphone out Raffia's hands." Who said that?" He roars into the microphone. No one steps out.
"No one then but I am pretty sure someone said I VOLUNTEER!" he says, then a huge bulking boy steps out and stand just in front of the stage. Marcelo dives at him knocking him to the ground and starts to beat his head in with the microphone. Until Marcelo gets pulled from him by the peacekeepers but the boy is already dead.
Marcelo pushes the peacekeepers from him and speaks in to the now bloody microphone. "Anybody else wants to volunteer?" he asks. No one answers "nobody, great now the show must go on" gets up on stage tosses the microphone to Raffia and stands on the stage smiling seemingly not noticing the blood all over his face and shirt.
Raffia who is in at this point in shock but regains composure and holds the microphone as far as he can from himself until he almost vomits when he sees brain matter on the microphone. He drops the microphone, and tries to ignore the peacekeepers carrying the corpse says with a loud voice "Now for the girls" he puts his hand in the bowl and draws out a slip.
Nox Anders POV
She watches as Marcelo jumps on to the stage and toss Raffia the microphone, "the look on Raffia face is priceless, man he will be a tough competitor, that is what is going to make it all the more fun" Nov thought.
"And the female tribute is…" Raffia announces, but gets cut off by Nox. "I volunteer!" yells Nox. She strolls to the stage and a large mass of people step out of her way not wanting to disrupt her claim all fully aware of her reputation she is, 18 but she is an animal 6'2, built like a brick house and her face looks like it was kicked by a horse you would think she is a man except she has flowing brown hair.
She walks up the stage with a vicious smirk playing on her lips. Towers over Raffia as he asks "what is your name?". "Nox Anders!" She replies with a booming voice.
"And there we have it, our tributes for this year's Hunger Games".
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