HOLLA! I'M BACK! I'm SO sorry for the late update, I actually didn't do any writing when I was on holiday so I had to start it on my plane journey back! Although it came out quite fast because I fond these two rather easy to write.

So I went home for Chinese New Year, I hadn't seen my family face to face/hugged them and stuff since September so it was amazing just to spend a week with them and to see my friends too. I also went to go and see Matilda the Musical which is also on Broadway at the moment. Has anyone else seen it who can?

Thanks to Demented Kitten Queen and XxBloodandButterfliesxX for these tributes! These are the last of the Career district tributes and we only have three more districts after this!

THIS IS IMPORTANT SO IT IS GOING TO BE IN CAPITALS: PLEASE CAN THE CREATORS OF THE FOLLOWING TRIBUTES PM ME AS SOON AS THEY SEE THIS:
Aries Jett
Zoya Pavelenko
Stephanie Marass
Flint Decker
Jasmine Gemini
Stephanie Hilget
Raphael Keyes
Audrey Manzel
Lenry Stevenson

If you know any of the creators of these tributes, can you contact them and ask them to PM.

In other news (although it is related to the above notice: I HAVE A BLOG! Well for this story at least! The link is on my profile and while it is not complete (I need to make some adjustments for the pictures and add in the rest of the tributes), I hope that you enjoy it! I will update it as the story progresses so don't forget to check it out!

In answer to last week's question, I would probably do an action flick with me (obviously because I adore acting but I don't count according to my rules), Dakota Fanning, Hugh Jackman, James McAvoy, Ellen DeGeneres, Emma Watson.

Sorry, this is an insanely long Author's Note, I should let you get reading the chapter!

DISTRICT 1 REAPINGS

FLORIN SOLS (18)

"Now listen to me, scum." I hiss, the clothing doesn't even deserve to be between my fingers as I look at the terror in the kid's eyes. "When I am the ruler of Panem, when I take over this pathetic nation, I will make sure that you suffer for crossing me." I pull the kid closer, he needs to know who is boss and that even thinking of the idea of crossing paths with me is the biggest mistake he has ever made and will ever make.

"I'm sorry Florin!" The kid, who can't be more than 13 years old, has wide eyes and is looking at me in complete terror. That is how he should be, that is how everyone should treat me, with fear and trembling. "I didn't mean to!"

I spit at him before letting him go, the scum really isn't worth my time, especially when I have to go and prepare for the Reaping. Anyone else who comes in my path will be destroyed, and I'm not being overdramatic. I don't care if I see my family, they don't mean anything to me, none of them do except my father. He is the only one I care about, other than myself. He is the person who has given me everything that I need and has given me everything that I will inherit when he dies, finally. That will all be added to the fame and fortune that I will have when I win the Games. And this little distraction has given me less time to get ready. I've been training for weeks now, months even perhaps because father said that it will make me even more popular and famous within the district than I already am, if that's even possible. The idea of being known all over Panem though, that is fame beyond anything that I've ever imagined.

I can feel the sweat dripping down my forehead, the stench of success oozing off me. Everyone will know that I am a winner and the only way that I'm going to do that is the way to ward people off, to let them know that there is no competition. It is refreshing in a strange sense but it gives me inner strength, knowing that I have trained today and therefore I am ready.

Stalking home, I can feel the warmth of my potential volunteering. I can't wait me against the world and I will win. I will show them all what I can do. The world will soon know the name of Florin Sols, no one will forget me. We live in the richer part of town and so while I have to suffer, passing through the poorer part of the district, I get the joy of being at home, lording over everyone and making sure they all know that I am the king of District 1.

Inside the joy and luxury that is my home, I make my way upstairs. I have already had the plan of what I am going to wear ever since I started training. It is all ready for me; I know what my plan is and how I am going to volunteer, what I am going to say and how I am going to present myself. It is the most important day of my life and I am not about to waste one second of it.

My room exudes me, my life, who I am, and it is beautiful. The light blue suit that I have chosen, it brings out the brown in my eyes. It is just perfect, I can look out of place so that people notice me and remember me but not too much so that I don't look completely ridiculous. I slip it on, letting the silk be soft against my skin, and the white undershirt is crisp and tight slightly against my skin. I feel proud, I feel happy. I am going to be the next Victor for District 1, just you wait and see. Money is power and if fame is a part of that, well that trust me fame is exactly what I am going to get. Mark my words.

SUNSHINE ODALE (14)

Today is my chance, today is my chance to make amends and to finally expose who I am. Everyone in the District knows who I am, the whole of Panem might as well find out. Maybe it can be my way out of it all, whether in victory or in death. I don't know which one I prefer, one will surely bring more relief than the other but which one that will be I cannot tell.

The abandoned part of District 1 that I now find myself in is blissfully empty and silent, that's something very different from what a normal of description of District 1 is like. I finger the circlet that is on a chain around my neck, it is the one thing that keeps me sane and alive, really, in this crazy and mad world. Although I don't know if I'm the crazy one here or whether I am just simply surrounded by people who are crazy. Why do I get the feeling that I'm the crazy one?

I know it more than I believe it, I need to have it that way otherwise I will lose my way in the Games; I could be someone completely different in the Games. I don't have to be the girl that they know in District 1; I can be someone else completely. Maybe that is my way through the Games, make sure I don't have any alliances to start off with so I don't hurt anyone I care about and then see how it goes from there.

I stand, brushing off the dust that had settled onto my clothes. It doesn't take me long to get to the house and get dressed, slipping into the cream dress with bodice that I had picked out. It fits perfectly as I know it would have done, I wear a different dress every year and this year I need to be so certain that I will look good. Pulling my hair back into plaits and tying them tight so that I retain some of my childishness. Checking myself in the mirror, I smile as I now slip out of the house. My parents are somewhere, I don't know and normally I don't care but I hope that remember is the day that I promised them I would get out of here.

I wind my way through the district, the varying shapes and sizes of the house that betray whether a rich or poor family lives within them. I am thankful that I am somewhere in between, I am rich enough to be able to afford to train, being ready for the Games does come at a price, but not as rich as some of the other people I train with.

Signing in at the desks, I bounce on my toes impatiently. Oh the thought of going into the Games, seeing all that blood and everything that could happen to those who will die by my hand! I don't hear the escort babble, who listens to that rubbish that they spew every year? "For the girls," I edge towards the side, ready to run, "Nicola Horicon."

I sprint, I don't care who the person is, that spot is mine! "I volunteer!" I am small enough to get past all of the girls and as I clamber up onto the stage, shoving the girl who was there a moment ago. I smile sweetly at the escort who looks a little bewildered at such a young person volunteering. He has no idea. "My name is Sunshine Odale!" I wave to the crowds; I will make sure that they love me.

I know that all the girls are glaring at me and I cast my eyes over to the boys, trying to see who might be the male tributes. "And for the boys," I really don't know why he bothers anymore, "Harvey Makinson."

"I volunteer!" the call comes from the very front and it doesn't take long for the muscular boy with tanned skin to join me at the front. "My name is Florin Sols and I am your next Victor!"

We will see about that.

FLORIN SOLS (18)

I did it. Of course I never had any doubt that I would do anything except being the male tribute for District 1, it is my destiny. I fail to understand how that squirt of a girl could be the female tribute; she doesn't look like any killer material. She will be an easy kill when it comes to it in the Games, when it comes to all of them. And now I am on my way, out of the filth of District 1 and to the glories and riches of the Capitol. I have only been able to dream about this moment and finally it is coming true, the fact that it is now here is hard to believe.

I sit in the room I have been given in the Justice Building. I sit amongst the rich colours and colours, i should be in awe of all that is surrounding me but it is too similar to my home for me to be in awe. At this rate, the Capitol will just be one huge disappointment. If the people are anything to go by, the pawns in my rise to power who are just simpletons exploiting their position to think that they are better than me, then it will be a relief to get into the arena.

The door opens and I am not surprised to see that the only person to walk in is my father. I didn't expect anyone to turn up, they are all below me and my father is the only person who has any respect for anyone and anything. "I am so proud of you my son."

He walks towards me and for once I don't react negatively to his embrace. He is allowed his petty emotions while he can have them, he can express his feelings, whatever they might be, but as long as they aren't negative and full of expectation that I might not come home. "I know you are father, I am the man that you have made me."

He pulls back, looking at me and how I exude power and wealth. I am exactly what he wanted me to be, what he never could have become. We are almost carbon copies of each other except the fact that I am better and I always will be. "And we both know that if you don't come home alive and victorious, it will bring great shame on the family. My reputation, our reputation Florin, depends on you winning these Games."

I nod; I know what he is talking about. It is all he ever talks about, beside himself, me and his money that he has earned through his business. If there is one thing that I have learnt from this man more than anything, it is that my reputation is what will get me through the Games, as well as my charm, good looks and general personality. Of course it will, I am feared and revered throughout the District, I'm not sure which one I would rather be more so having both is an added bonus. "The Sunshine girl has no chance against me father." I smirk. "She's a mere child; nothing will be able to get past me and the future of our success."

He nods. "Do not take everything at face value." He warns and I blanche, what is he trying to say? "Not everything that you see will be as you expect it to be. I remember the name Odale from something in the past and I wish I could tell you what it is but I can't so I trust you to be wary of everything and everyone."

"Time to go." The Peacekeeper barges in once more and I nod, I will try to remember what my father is saying but I don't see how anything can hurt me. I am a member of the Sols family, I do not give in or up easily.

SUNSHINE ODALE (14)

This is it! I am finally on my way to the Games. I never expected my family to come and I was half glad, half disappointed, that they didn't make a show. But at least Aaron, my partner in crime as I like to refer him to, came. he was the one who encouraged me. He was the only one who has approved of what I have done and is rather excited to see me go. I don't take it personally; I think he is looking forward to knowing a Victor more than anything. When I come back, no one will be able to condone us for our actions and I will be regarded as a hero by all. Sunshine Odale, the youngest ever Victor of the Hunger Games!

The room that I am in is fabulous, full of incredible colours, deep reds that remind me of the blood that will be spilt so willingly most of all. I think that my hour is up, I'm not entirely sure as I have only had one visitor and the Peacekeepers were somehow strangely nice enough to let me have quite a bit of time with him, maybe they had realised that he would be my only visitor.

The door opens finally and I gasp in delight as I see the woman who stands in the doorway. It is my idol, Cashmere Tate. Her and her brother Gloss won the Games 7 and 8 years ago respectively. Any tribute who is planning on going into the Games knows exactly who these two are. They were ruthless and the Games were over in three weeks, combining the two of them. They went on killing rampages and are feared by the majority of the District, revered by the rest of them. Of course all those who aspire to be tributes fall into the latter category.

She stands, hands on her hips as she surveys me. "Now what interests me," she drawls, her brow slightly furrowed as I stand, "is how a 14 year old thinks that she is better than the 18 year olds who have been training for at least four more years than you. What makes you more qualified at the age that you are to be able to win these Games?"

I swallow, is she trying to tell me that I shouldn't have volunteered? Or is she testing me, asking me to prove my worth as her tribute? "Because my ability to win, my thirst to see people die doesn't come from my training and use of weapons, it comes from within me. As humans we were born with natural instincts to see blood and to be exhilarated by it. Not everyone has that quality. I know you did, I've seen your Games and I have it too. My youth and false appearance of innocence will fool everyone into thinking that I pose no threat at all."

The woman looks at me with searching eyes, trying to see if I am just impressing her with my words. I am, but I am also telling the truth. "Even Florin? What about him? And the Careers?" She asks before jerking her head and I stand, walking towards her and we leave the room, leaving District 1 behind.

I smirk, a cruel smile playing on my lips. This is the best part, I might not be able to fool my mentor, I will need her help as much as she can give me, but not anyone else. "Especially Florin."

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