District 6, Reaping day
Julien Luxe
He was close, really close. He was gonna get her today, after the Reapings. She was his. He looked at the picture of Jenny Holland sitting on the wall of his apartment, overlooking town square, and smirked to himself. This was too easy.
Sadly, Julien was still 17, so he had to attend the Reapings themselves. His partner, however, Quentin, would stay in the apartment, since he was 19.
The pair had been taking care of people that had been making trouble for their gang, Benihana, for a year now. They were just one pair that worked for them. This was their second contract, the first being an immediate success, which earned them their second one.
Benihana was a gang in District 6. The biggest one. They ran everything, from drugs to children, to money and firearms. They had influence over the peacekeepers and the mayor himself. They ran operations daily.
Of course, with every operation, there was a chance one would go wrong. One did, the reason? Jenny Holland. The bitch had stolen one of Benihana's shipments. One that included a peacekeepers gun, some ammo, about three thousand in cash, and a child. They had confirmed reports that the child was back with its family, one of the reasons this job was going to be hard.
Julien dressed in a button down, blood-red shirt, and slacks. He looked at the tattoo on his forearm. It was of a 6, bleeding, and a single line under it. The tattoo was proof that once you join you can't leave.
He eyed the rifle Quentin would be using. His partner would shoot Jenny as she left the City Square. Julien would watch and laugh as he watched her dead body hit the ground. He had been chasing her for months, and she had gotten away every time. It had really gotten on his nerves, but not today. Today, he is going to catch up.
He left the apartment building and strode down to City Square. The peacekeeper asked for his thumb and he pressed it, confirming he was who he was.
The woman motioned for him to head on, and he said, "I don't think I'm going to, I'm waiting for someone." she might not have let him go if he hadn't flashed his tattoo. Her eyes widened a little, but she let him stay. Julien waited until he saw Jenny. They locked eyes, and her terror showed. She couldn't leave though, or it might cause a scene. He knew at that moment that she was his.
Jenny
'Fuck. I'm screwed. I'm dead. He's gonna kill me.'
These were the only thoughts Jenny had. She was gonna die today. She could feel it. She pressed her thumb to the ID scanner. It verified it was her, and she walked forwards.
Julien. Her tormenter. The man who had chased her all this time. 4 months. Four whole months, and he finally catches up with her. At that moment he looked just like an alligator. His mouth was open in a smile, but you could see his fangs in the back, ready to get you when you turn your back.
"Why hello beautiful, might I walk you to the Reapings?" Julien asked her, knowing full well that she had no choice.
She nodded his head and took his arm. She took back her comment about the alligator, Julien was a snake. A poisonous one, that took your life little by little.
He tried talking to her a couple times, but Jenny tuned him out. Being a dead woman walking had its perks.
They reached the point where they had to split and Julien pulled her close, "Enjoy your last hour of life because I sure will," he said with an inhuman smile.
Jenny had to admit, she was scared. The only alternative she had was to volunteer, which was suicide. Or was it? She had to hold herself from crying of happiness. She had her way out! In her excitement, she missed the Capital video, and the escort, Clint Harrison, was getting ready to pick tributes.
"As always, ladies first," Clint said giddily. Jenny thought he enjoyed this way too much. "Chloe Hartfield!"
Jenny honestly loved the look of sadness on the girls face. It was priceless! Was that sadistic? Probably. Oh well, time for the words. "I volunteer!" she yelled.
Now, Chloe's face was priceless, but Julien's, now that was pure gold.
Julien
That bitch! She had the audacity to pull that! He'd show her. Oh yes little Jenny, two could play this game.
"Yes yes, all in good Mrs. Holland, but we have a show to get on with," Clint was telling Jenny, as she waved to all her fans.
He reached into the bowl and grabbed a name. Julien locked eyes with Jenny. The look of terror on her face was back, she knew what he was going to do.
"Gary Blue!" Clint shouted. It didn't do much good, because no less than three seconds after, Julien yelled the words.
"I volunteer!"
Oh yes dear Jenny, Julien would have his kill. Even if he died getting it. That kill was his.
Jenny
That ass! He had to go and pull something like that? Jenny took her anger out on the wall of the meeting room. No one would come see her. No one cared. Apparently, she punched for 15 minutes, cause the peacekeeper came to get her.
She and Julien locked eyes before they got on the train. He gave her that slimy smile, but she could see the pain in his eyes. Apparently, someone wasn't happy that he volunteered. Jenny felt like she could see where that person was coming from, though maybe for a different reason.
"Hi, guys. I'm Nathan Hunt, your mentor. Shall we eat?" A man appeared from the shadows, scaring Jenny in the process. She let out a squeal, and the man laughed.
"Lesson one, don't give yourself away if you get caught. Now seriously, food," The man, Nathan, said.
Julien just grunted and sat down to eat. Jenny did the same, but on the direct opposite spot, putting as much space between her and Julien as possible.
She wasn't too sure about the decision she made a while ago, considering the company she's now keeping, and the fact that in a week she'll be fighting 23 other people to the death, and if she comes home there's a 50/50 chance she might die. But hey, she's alive. For now
AN: Back with another! Don't forget to review, as well as submit. Oh, and apparently I had a poll running, funny enough, it's still here. So go vote on that. See ya later. Also, started a poll for this next group of tributes, I'll add to it as I write