OK so I have decided that this is the last reaping, the next six districts will be for train rides, meaning I can get on with the real deal sooner and I find train rides a lot more exciting to read.


Ava walked through her messy, boisterous and cramped house towards her room which was the only place she could ever rest peacefully. At the moment her whole family was here trying arrogantly to shift through the house towards the minuscule black and white TV. She heard it flick onto the reaping's "Damn I wish we lived in district 3, Tech would be so amazing" Ava's Uncle said loudly at the crumbling walls of the house. Ava lay on her bed trying to shuffle her thoughts around and understand what was going on. "There is a reaping happening for something that is bigger than the hunger games, whoever gets reaped from our district will still almost certainly die and if I got reaped I would blow my head off before I begin" She muttered in her head.

She peered through her books of old photographs until she found her brother Ian. Ian died in the 194th hunger games, he was a role model and a leader to Ava and when he left she knew her life was in ruins. He was tall, had short black hair and his eyes shone lighter than the sun, in this particular picture he was hard at work in the Corsel factory a car company. Ian helped Ava when she was sad or even for exams at schools but six years ago that help diminished when Ian put a target on his back, ensuring his death. Ava's family was a mess, her Mum was still in grief from Ian's death and her father was always getting drunk and was the noisiest most arrogant person in six. Then there were her two uncles with very different personalities one was very similar to her dad while the other was the only quiet person in the family barring the hushed personality of Ava. That is Ava's uproarious family but in the due weeks I think that might change.


Reuben Coscoros jumped over his fence and into his neighbors backyard, he was a thief and a good one at that. For five years now he has been trained in the art of pickpocketing by his merciless father. They are poor, very poor and the two of them live in a small cabin to the east of the main city of District 6, they hunt for there food and are rarely seen outside of there house in daylight. At the moment it was dawn and Reuben was ready to steal from the house. He didn't like being a thief but he knew it was his only choice, him and his gruff father didn't have any money, at school the bullies were sought out to fight and insult him in any way and he was good at lying in the shadows and using light footsteps meaning a Thief is the perfect occupation for him.

He sneaked through the cat flap with his slim body and jumped up finding himself in the Marrows kitchen. He stared round at the small pile of fruit and bread sitting on the kitchen bench ready for his greedy hands to take, as Reuben went to grab the lot of it he remembered one of his dads famous lines. 'never take too much for the owners to notice but never take too little or you'll be as good as dead.' He took a loaf of bread and two grapefruits and leaped over to the knife stand where he took one of the knives for hunting purposes only. He stalked back through the unguarded cat flap and ran back to his dad who was waiting on the other side of the fence, a greedy smirk wiping his face from the panicked state he was in, he took half of the food and the knife gratefully and the sprinted back into the cabin to start on there breakfast. And although Reuben seemed like a fearless, evil robber he still had a soft loving personality on the inside and no matter what the outside shows that is the most important thing.


Andrea walked briskly towards the town square thinking to herself the whole way, Andrea is a keep-to-herself kind of girl but she still gets along well with most of the kids her age. Her long red hair slips down her back gracefully as she fiddles with her birth bangle, Andrea is tall and very thin for a girl her age and is extremely mature. By keeping quite and school she learns a lot at class time and lunch time, she has figured out most people's lifestyles and secrets just from looking into their eyes and studying their emotions. Andrea felt calm about the upcoming, eventful day but only because she never dwelled on bad thoughts, it just wasn't her nature.

As Andrea traipsed into the town square she noticed that although the citizens seemed loud and talkative a cold, menacing atmosphere was beginning to take over. This was the newest and most criminal creation of the Capitol as yet and for six something new was never a good sign. For 199 years they have been tormented having to watch their pitiful and pathetic tributes die for the Capitols ugly, disgraceful pleasure. They stood huddled together parents & children, outsiders & elderly, victors & future tributes hoping that this year they have a chance, that this year they can become a team, and that they will do...


"Hello and welcome district six to the 200th annual hung- oop sorry I mean, The 1st Gladiator Tournament. I have two bowls here and I think this district knows the drill so lets get on with it" The District six escort said with a booming voice. The crowd stood with their heads staring at the ground waiting for the terrible announcement of the first district six tribute in these games.

Ellyse walked to the girls bowl and plucked a name carefully from the bottom. "Scarlet Pioneer" yelled Ellyse viciously into the stunned microphone. A shocked looking fourteen year old stepped out of line and tried to wipe away a tear before the tremendously expensive camera honed in on her. She walked up to the stage frowning loath fully at Ellyse.

Ellyse humphed at Scarlet then practically trotted over to the boys bowl and took one of the precious names... "Aeron Miller" a young boy walks up half-confidently, he holds his shocked face in sensationally well. The sixteen year old looks back to where he came from and sees his family crying and waving him on. He shakes hands with Scarlet but doesn't bother looking back at Ellyse.

The next girls name was... "Roselle Storm" "noooooo it can't be, thats my girl, that's my girrrrllll" screamed a man who bent down on his knees praying for the thirteen year old girl to come back to him and although the district was sorrow filled no one volunteered for the poor gladiator as she stepped onto the stage sulking.

"Reuben Coscoros" chortled Ellyse obviously laughing at his tongue-tying last name. A few people muttered, mostly the people that knew his mysterious childhood and his dad spat at the ground hating the Capitol even more now than before. Silently Reuben tip-toed past the prying eyes of fellow children and ended up on stage standing himself to the left of Roselle.

"Burnie Talon" was the next name drawn out, and a worried thirteen year old stepped out of the line not knowing what to do with herself. "I volunteer as tribute" yelled an older girl who you could bet was her sister. "And what is your name darling" Ellyse asked sweetly "Emmmbbbeerr Talon""sorry did you say Ember Talon" asked Ellyse daringly, the girl nodded in grief and walked to the back of the stage to join the other tributes.

"Tarbos Ranger" taunted Ellyse greedily as a fourteen year old solemnly walked up to the stage, people in is year knew him to be very smart logically, he was also well likeable and knew how to deal with impossible situations, He genuinly thinks he'll become a good asset to six, let's hope...

Ellyse swiped another name out of the tortured girls bowl and read it out to the district, "Andrea Foxx" the seventeen year old darted out of the line her long hair flying behind her, people shouted and booed again as the girl made her way to the stage. Andrea shook hands with Tarbos first and then went on to talk to Ember. The tributes seemed to be getting on fine but in the arena we'll see how well they really do.

"who's getting excited" Ellyse yelled into microphone, everyone groaned or stood and stayed quite as she gestured for someone to yell 'me.' "next up is...Myst Hunt"
a large boy strutted cautiously up to the stage, he didn't wipe his eyes or look back to the crowd where his weeping family sat but gave the other districts the impression he would be a tough nut to crack.

"Ava Wynters" silenced started to build up as people stared aroun frantically trying to find the tribute, "I said Ava Wynters!" Ellyse shouted angrily, "He-here" she said lightly and the crowd turned as one to see the fifteen year sulking her way through the isles and isles of kids and adults alike. When she got to the top people started to whisper, she was the girl who no one ever noticed suddenly makes a racket, everyone turns back quickly as Ellyse struts to the boys bowl...

"Dean Guller" she said and once again the town square was silenced. Then a small boy about the age of twelve walked out of line balling his eyes out, people booed and shouted angrily at Ellyse even louder than usual as Dean started nervously running towards the stage. "oh what a cutey" said Ellyse mockingly.

Maple Vent was next in the cue, a small fourteen year old who was practically afraid of everything.

Then twelfth and final was... "Ashton Manner" a boy who looked like he could have been Aerons twin walked out half confident half nervous. He had a charming smile and everyone knew the Capitol girls would go crazy for him. Just remember Ashton, looks don't get you everything...

"These are our tributes" laughs Ellyse mockingly at the terrorized audience.

Scarlet Pioneer

Aeron Miller

Roselle Storm

Reuben Coscoros

Ember Talon

Tarbos Ranger

Andrea Foxx

Myst Hunt

Ava Wynters

Dean Guller

Maple Vent

Ashton Manner


Yay train rides now, I hope everyone enjoyed this chapter and I should have another one up by the end of the week.