Demetri Norfolk's POV
The day floods back to me every night. They're tied up. My parents are telling me to run, but I can't. Jackie and Theresa were only seven. The guns are aimed at their heads. They load up. BANG!
I wake up in a cold sweat. Why does it haunt me every night? They didn't even commit the crime. That's why the Capitol is a piece of shit. They do things with haste and don't look into the details. And now my family is dead.
Nobody has kicked me out of my home, so I've stayed here ever since. I'm careful though, as I never know if anybody is going to break in and shoot me dead on the spot. It's happened before. That's the sort of thing that tends to happen here in District 11.
I put on my clothes. They're pretty much all I have. I have food too. That's because I get tesserae. So I'm guessing that I'll have my name in the reaping bowl plenty of times. Shit. But I guess being reaped is an improvement on my life.
The siren rings out through the district, and I leave my humble home, preparing myself for the large probability of my name being pulled out of the reaping bowl.
Inyx Watch's POV
I return home from a hard morning of work. I check to see if everything is done. All the necessary care for the woodland area, which is done partially by me, is complete. I enter my small home in the poorer part of District 11.
My mother sits in her wheelchair. I always wish the accident never happened. Some lumberjacks just need to check where they're cutting down their trees.
I prepare her some breakfast, and I think about the Reaping. What will happen to my mother if I'm reaped? Will she be left to die? Probably. That's how things work in District 11.
As I make the porridge that I can with our tesserae, I check myself out in the mirror. My tall, slim body looks almost elegant in the light that shines in through a window.
I bring the porridge to my mother, before sitting down and eating my own. If I am reaped, I won't disappoint my mother. I usually hate doing bad things, as I get in trouble. But in the arena, you can't afford to think like that. You have to kill.
The siren calls to the district. I put my simple clothes on and walk over to my mother. She's also become very weak, so she doesn't talk. I kiss her on the head and tell her that I'll be back. As I walk out the door, I feel I won't.
The shenanigans that happen before the names are picked take place. After what seems like forever, our escort, Ruby Shields pulls the name out of the girls bowl.
"Inyx Watch."
I can handle the Games. But I can't handle the fact that my mother will be left alone.
Demetri Norfolk's POV
Poor Inyx. Everybody knows that she has to care for her mother. We all know that, even if Inyx wins, her mother will be dead when she gets home. It's tragic.
"Demetri Norfolk."
I snap into focus as I realize that my name has been pulled out of the reaping bowl. I walk up onto the stage, and I shake hands with Inyx. Then we're taken away, and I know that the Norfolk family will die with me.
