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(Thank you wenyigo! Aermayliah is pronounced er-may-lia)
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Nyx's POV
I rose quickly and sat at the table. Mother and Father were attempting to scavenge some food. Zayne and Angeline are still asleep – wait, no. Zayne comes down, his dark hair clean and brushed, and he's carrying a still sleeping Angeline.
Ever since the Capitol started taking control again everything got harder here in District 10. The animals could feel the stress and it all went downhill from there, am I right?
We have to look nice for the Reaping, so I'm wearing a nice sleeveless black dress with white dots, black boots, and a lovely silver-white braided belt. My light-blonde hair's in a fishtail braid too. I didn't want to wear these but… Angeline insisted.
We manage to find and eat a few old chicken eggs. I hate to admit it but… I put in my name for tesserae. But… not enough to greatly increase my chances at getting picked, right? Whatever, I don't have to worry about that right now.
So then we all go down to the Reaping. Zayne stands with the seventeen year olds. I hang back with Angeline, she's only nine, so I want her not to get worried.
"Hey Angel, you ready to watch the Reaping?" She looks up at me with her big, blue-green eyes. She smiles sweetly at me. "Yeah, Nyx! I'm sure you and Zayne will be fine!" I squeeze her shoulders. We better be!
I go to stand with the fifteen year-olds. Some person who looks like they're on a sugar high – something that my dad says is just like me – comes on stage. He's practically bouncing and has spiky red hair, like a firework! "Hello, I'm Pin! I'm District 10's escort! Shall we start?"
He chooses a paper. "Nyx Willen!"
I can't believe it! No! I walk up stage, shock and hating the fact that I'm in the damn Games. But hey! Yeah, I'm not happy and frankly surprised that I'm in the Games, but there is still one thing left! I'm going to get back to my family by any means necessary!
And that means any means.
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Manny's POV
I'm Manny Manly McMan.
I think my parents must hate me to give me that name.
I mean, who names their kid "Manny Manly?"
Just, why.
I'm really tough, but I'm scared of things like dust and spiders.
People call me a douche-bag.
I'm not sure if that's an insult or not. Oh, well.
It's Reaping Day! And I'm really strong so I'm going to volunteer! Yay!
I'm already in the line for eighteen year-olds. Some girl, Nyx Willen, gets called up. She's kind of hot, for a younger girl. I wonder if she likes a guy with muscles…
Next they call "Zayne Willen." Huh. I wonder if they're related? Some little girl's crying in the crowd and the girl on stage – Nyx – looks shocked. Huh. I guess it's a kinda good thing that I'm volunteering then.
"I VOLUNTEER!" I yell. I run up stage. "What is your name?" Pin asks.
"Manny Manly McMan." "Seriously?" "Yes."
It's time to bring the man into the Games!
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AN: What do you all think of Nyx (Not to be confused with Nixie/Nix) and Manny?
