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Klielr looked out at the crowd in District Six.
He was different then the rest of them, he knew that for sure. None of them knew what he had been through. None of them knew the pain he had experienced with Lilac. His stone heart sustained a twinge as he thought of her now:
"Brothy?"
"Yes, Lils?"
"I hungy."
"Not now, sis. You know you can't ask for more or Mom and Dad will send you away."
"I hungy. Pwease?" Her vivid green eyes looked ready to shatter in a million pieces.
"Fine, Lils. I'll find you something. But you have to be quiet. Shhh!"
"Shhhh!" Lilac giggled in delight. "Brothy gonna find some food!"
"Yeah, I'm going to get some food." Klielr smiled at his little sister and sneaked off to take something from the pantry.
Klielr sighed then. If only she had obeyed his orders…maybe then things would be different…
"WHAT DID WE TELL YOU?!!!"
Klielr jumped and turned around guiltily. His parents, with enraged and yet heartbroken expressions, were standing there holding Lilac "Whaddya mean?" he asked. "You know we can't spare more food. Otherwise, we won't have enough in winter. Lilac needs to survive on less. We all do." "Mom! You see her! You can count every one of her ribs! You need to feed her more!""Honey…" Klielr's mother had tears in her eyes. "I think it's time to send Lilac to the Community Home"
"What!? No! Mom, you can't send Lils away! I need her! She needs me! You know that she won't eat if I don't feed her!"
"I'm sorry, Johnn."
The awful thing was, Klielr knew it was coming. He knew that they couldn't support her. He knew that there wasn't enough to go around, and that someone had to leave.
However, it didn't matter to him—he thought blood ran thicker than stomach acids.
After Lilac was sent away, she left a hole in Klielr's heart: a hole that panged horribly when even remotely approached. He hated the grievers that stopped by his house every day, offering superficial apologies; they could never do anything that really mattered. He hated the Community Home; Lils' prison, the walls that kept them oceans apart.
Mostly, he hated his parents. They had the power to keep her; he could have just signed up for more tessarae and all would be right with the world. She was their child, no, they were her children, and they had effectively murdered both of them.
That was why Klielr felt no remorse after killing them both. They killed him and Lils; he was simply returning the favor. They deserved to die after what they had done.
Of course, Klielr was sneaky about it. It looked like suicide to any Peacekeepers that even bothered to show up, and soon the case was dropped.
The only clue he dropped, the only reminder he kept, was changing his name to Klielr: that's what he was, after all, a hidden killer.
Oh, he put on a great nice-guy façade-he was the one everyone went to for a kind word or a helping hand, but he was still a hidden killer.
"…and the male tribute for District Six is….Klielr Thrapp!"
Everyone looked horribly sad to see him go up to the platform. They were obviously thinking of the wasted of sacrificing this kind, helpful boy.
What they didn't know was that they were giving him a license to show his true colors.
Author's sister's note:
Hola! As you may have noticed, my sister's production in chapters has slowed. Schoolwork and all, she doesn't have much time to work on them. And she procrastinates :P. But no fear! I am hired as her personal nagger. When ever she slows down, I come around to kick her into pace! But there is one way you can help: guilt replies! She hates those. Just send her a few and she will write promptly!
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