District 4 Reapings

Aggra Hangton, 18, District 4 Female (11 at time of POV)

Surfing was my life. There was truly nothing more radical than going out into the water and catching a totally heavy wave. I grabbed my board and began paddling out to meet the one I knew was coming. I got out far enough and stood up with no trouble. The wave arrived and I rode along it, whooping and hollering with pure joy as droplets of the ocean kissed my face. I raised my arms in the air and smiled, I was stoked. A dolphin squealed beside me and I stared in awe. This bodacious creature deemed me a worthy friend. I reached out to touch it and totally wiped out. Water rushed up my nose as I swam to the surface. I totally grubbed that. I looked ahead and watched in horror as my surfboard smashed against some jagged rocks. That would've been me if not for the dolphin. I swam to shore and collapsed on the beach. I was breathing hard and tears were streaming down my face. Surfing was still radical, and there was an odd beauty in the danger I just saw. I wondered what else had danger, and decided that pretty much all of the District had danger. Commercial fishing had accidents all the time, and there were still horrible shark muttations left from the Dark Days. The water wasn't safe and I loved the risk, the thrill. If you knew what you were doing, it was fine though, and most of us did. I needed to find something else with the risk and danger I so desired.

7 Years Later

I threw a spear into the target. Alright, I practised long enough, I was off to the beach to catch some sick waves. I didn't really care about the Hunger Games like I thought I would but I was still gonna train. It made my parents happy and I did enjoy the training. I just preferred surfing. I paddled out and took off. The wave I was riding was ricos and I was amped. I felt the sea on my skin and smiled. This was where I belonged. I surfed for the rest of the day and rode into shore. I picked up my board and walked over to my friends.

"Sup brahs! Did you see that nug I caught? It was totally akaw." I bragged.

"Yeah I saw you looking like a Barney out there brah." Tang replied

"Whoa, harsh man, I was totally radical out there. Besides dude, you're being a Hodad, just paddlepussing around here on the beach."

"OK dudes, let's just chill. You all look sketchy out there anyway." Mack said, causing Shaka to snort.

I laughed as well and said "OK brah. I gotta rest for tomorrow anyway, we gotta get out and dawn patrol and stay out all day." I was looking forward to it. We planned to just hang around on the beach all day tomorrow and ride waves for hours. It was gonna be radical.

Sanguis Bellum, 18, District 4 Male

POV Orlando Fishbacher, 18, District 4 Academy Student

Sanguis came at me like a wild animal, swinging his sword and screaming about how he was going to murder me and cover himself in my blood. I was hoping the trainers would step in, but they were all looking on in fear. I was going to die. Sanguis was not going to stop, and nobody would do anything because they were scared of him. He slashed my face with his sword and roared at me. Tears streamed down my face, I didn't want to die. I shouldn't have trained for this, I should have found a way to not fight Sanguis at least. He impaled me on his sword and everything hurt. I screamed and begged but he grinned and licked blood off my face. He twisted his sword and it hurt so bad. I closed my eyes and embraced death.

POV Raymond Reyes, 32, District 4 Academy Instructor

Sanguis killed another kid, he was never letting up. At least he was going into the games this year and wouldn't win, there's no way the Gamemakers would allow it. He's insane and cruel and if I had to pick anybody to die a horrible death, it would easily be him. We were all scared of him, he had passed our top trainers. Peacekeepers were too scared to arrest him. He was a monster.

POV Sanguis Bellum, 18, District 4 Tribute

I wanted to obliterate that asshole kid, he made me so angry! I gripped my sheep knuckle in my pocket. The academy instructors and peacekeepers were scared of me, but I wasn't as bad as they thought. I was pretty bad though. I knew that killing was supposed to wait but I just didn't give a crap what they wanted. I'd still volunteer and KILL THEM ALL! I loved the sight of blood, cries of pain and anguish. It made me happy. Of course, I also do enjoy a nice cup of tea now and then. I liked how soothing it was, not that I had trouble with outbursts. They were well deserved. I killed anybody who annoyed me. I have the ability to, so of course I was gonna. My mother and father were proud of me. They too liked to KILL THE ASSHOLES! And they taught me how since before I could walk. I went to the academy but I didn't really need to, I just liked to murder a kid sometimes and it was a good oppurtunity. Killing was all that mattered to me. It was addictive. I wanted to go into the arena and hunt down the pathetic children and murder them. Then come back for a nice cup of tea.

Hello guys, here's another chapter. Thanks to LadyCordeliaStuart for Aggra and EvanPengu for Sanguis. A couple of things. First, it was pointed out to me that Oedipus didn't seem 18. This is correct. I forgot to add that he was around 4 or 5 during the scene. Second, Sorry if this chapter is a bit confusing, feel free to pm me on here or discord for clarification on anything you need. I still need a mentor from 3 and 12 as well as the boy from 6 and the girl from 9. Thanks for reading! -Willuna