Anais Anwhistle, 16, District 3 Female

I calmly hum a soft tune in my jail cell as I see the moon beginning to set. I smirk thinking of the reaping tomorrow. It's no secret I'll be going in there after what I did. I chuckle when I see the guard glaring at me.

"Something you need officer?" I ask in a sarcastic tone. The guard clenches his fist. "You killed two of my friends and showed no remorse. I hope you die in the arena bitch!" He growls. I cover my mouth with my hands in mock offense.

"Now that's just hurtful officer." I whine in a baby voice as crocodile tears fall from my face. The officer grunts. "Twisted freak." He mutters.

I can't help but let out a silent laugh at all the people I killed before getting arrested. I don't remember too much about my earlier life. All I remember is working with tools a lot and then an accident occurred which led to me slicing my own brother's leg off and then killing him.

What I do know is after killing my brother I felt a thrill go through my body. Killing people was like a drug or an appetite and I needed to have more.

Like a lion I began stalking my prey. I started off with homeless people and orphans before getting bolder and killing famous people. Eventually I got a nickname in the district called The Bride of Death. This was because I always wore a wedding dress, wedding veil, and always had a stash of knives hidden in a bunch of flowers I had in my hands.

After getting my nickname I realized I needed to go bigger to live up to the name. So, after that I began coating my wedding dress in the blood of my victims to look more fighting and it worked.

In fact, I became so feared that the mayor even made a rule saying you could not be out in the district past 9. It wasn't an enforced rule, but he did let people know if they broke it there was a good chance, they'd be found dead the next day.

There were a few stupid people that wandered out which allowed me to kill them but eventually people stopped coming out altogether which made me angry.

I was always hungry for death and now the mayor was denying me of that. I knew instantly who my next victim would be. I broke into his house late at night and while he was sleeping, I killed him.

That was the final straw. The capital sent thousands of peacekeepers in our district to arrest me once and for all. Although I was sneaky and picked off several peacekeepers eventually, they finally caught me and threw me in prison.

So that is why ladies and gentlemen I am going to be reaped tomorrow. They rigged up the reaping so no matter what my name is getting drawn. The judge said I could either allow them to do this or I could have a public hanging. I obviously chose the reaping; it keeps me alive for just a bit longer.

What's funny is everyone in 3 has pretty much sealed their fate. Everyone expects me to die in the games but if they think I'm going to be a bloodbath they'll be sorely mistaken. Besides if I win that means my crimes will be forgiven and I'll have immunity from the law which will allow me to keep doing what I love.

It's pretty clear the judge told me that figuring it wouldn't matter anyway and I'll die in the games. All he did however was motivate me because now I don't just want to go in there and win, I have to go in there and win.

Cody Marston, 17, District 3 Male

"And that's why we should always be kind to other people." I finished with my lesson. The younger kids start clapping after hearing about my lesson on kindness.

The kids are all sitting in a circle listening to me as we're currently in the basement of an apartment building that I live in. One of the kids Martin speaks up. "That was an amazing lesson Cody, you're so nice." Martin grins. "If only that were true." I mutter under my breath.

I give him a soft smile though. "Thank you, Martin. Class is dismissed." I announce.

All the kids run up and give me one last hug before running off. I sigh and look at the clock seeing it's about lunch time. I walk up to the kitchen area of the apartment to grab some food. I look over and see the cafeteria workers are already serving lunch but the second I enter everyone turns and gives me a death glare.

I ignore them though and get in line. I make my way over and see that today they are serving Mashed potatoes and hot piping gravy as well as buttered rolls. I lick my lips and grab a tray.

The cafeteria lady glares at me and puts a roll and some mashed potatoes on my plate suddenly however she adopts a wicked grin. "Would you like gravy with that dear?" She asks me in a sugary sweet tone. I'm a bit uneasy with her sudden mood change but I answer. "Uh yeah sure." I say with uncertainty.

She grins and starts pouring the gravy on my food but suddenly she moves suddenly and some of the gravy splashes on my hand. My eyes go wide at the pain, and I scream as her and everyone laughs. I quickly run to the faucet to try and cool down my hand but someone sitting down suddenly trips me and I slam to the floor with a painful crash as I groan.

Everyone is cracking up at my misfortune and some are still throwing food at me. "Not so fun when you're the one being made fun of, is it asshole!?" Someone yells.

I clench my teeth but deep down I know they're right I only have myself to blame for what's happening. Suddenly I feel a shadow loom over me, and I look up and see it's the landlord of the apartment Mr. Rimmers. He's scowling at me. Like everyone else in the district he hates me for what I did but he still lets me stay since I'm the only one willing to fix the maintenance problems with his building.

"Cody you stupid boy look at the mess you made!" He gestures angrily to the food I spilled when the lady splashed my hand with gravy. I'm tempted to tell him it was the lady who caused it, but I hold my tongue. I'm already hated in this district enough no sense in angering people more.

"Clean up this mess and get out of my sight." Mr. Rimmers growls as I hang my head down. "Yes sir." I say obediently.

After cleaning up the mess while still hearing taunts and insults being thrown my way, I figure it's time to get ready for the reaping.

I go downstairs to see what I can wear to the reaping. Finally, I settle on a blue maintenance jacket, shirt, and pants, I look and find a pair of dirty boots that I put on as well.

I go to the bathroom and splash some water on my face one last time before looking at myself in the mirror. I have a real skinny build and stand at 5'9, I also have brown hair and pale skin with some acne on my face. I sigh looking at myself one last time before making my way to the reaping square.

As I walk to the square everyone turns to glare at me. Some people spit on me while others push me and still others just insult me. I take it all knowing that I deserve this after the crime I committed.

Finally, I get my finger pricked and stand with the other boys who all glare at me. Our escort makes his way to the stage and his name is Ralph. He's honestly pretty normal. The only problem is he constantly wears really bright clothes that will blind you if you look directly at him.

After going over the dark ages it's now time to select the tributes. "As always females first." As he makes his way to the female bowl and pulls out a slip. "Anais Anwhistle!" Ralph calls out.

Moments later I see a 16 year old girl with faded white hair that's stained with what appears to be blood. She's very skinny but is somewhat tall for a girl standing at 6'1, she also has real pale skin. She's wearing a wedding dress with flower petals on the dress and the wedding dress seems to be covered in blood.

I gulp I know all about this girl in fact the entire district knows her. Her nickname is known as the Bride of Death because she always wears a wedding dress. She's honestly pretty cute but in a creepy sort of way. She happily skips to the stage and watches us with an innocent look but underneath I see her deranged eyes.

Ralph then walks to the male bowl and pulls out a slip. "Ronald Meeks." Ralph calls out and I recognize the name. He was the boyfriend of Kate Perkins, a girl who is now dead thanks to me. On top of that he's also the older brother of Martin. I look and see him beginning to make his way to the stage and that's when I start thinking.

The only reason he has a criminal record is because shortly after Kate's death he found me and nearly beat me to death for what I'd done. With every blow I could feel his pain and anger radiating off of him but before he could kill me several peacekeepers rushed over and pulled him off me and they put a stain on his record for attempted murder.

That stain was put on there though for the crime I committed. I look over and see Martin crying profusely and that's when I decide this is my chance to fully redeem myself. "I volunteer!" I shout.

Everyone looks over at me in shock but finally people start shouting at me. I walk up ignoring everyone and I see Ronald cursing at me clearly not wanting to be saved by me but knowing there's nothing he can do.

"What's your name, young man?" Ralph asks with a wide grin. He's probably super excited district 3 hasn't had a volunteer in a few years. "Cody Marston." I answer.

"Brilliant well here we have it, district 3 our tributes for the 125th hunger games. I sigh this is it time to hopefully redeem myself.

Hi everyone so I know it's been a super long time but here's the next chapter. Don't expect a consistent update schedule from me because I want each chapter to be enjoyable so it might take a while plus, I have an issue with procrastinating. Also, I realized I forgot to give credit to the last chapter. So, Asher finn created by DariDark, Kiwi Ombre created by Kkstar47, and here we have Anais AnWhistle also created by DariDark and Cody Marston created by Very New to This. Thanks goes to all of you. Anyways hope you enjoyed we still have one more spot open The District 9 female if anyone's interested it's yours. Also, I would love to hear your thoughts what do you think Cody did that caused the poor girl Kate to die? It will be revealed later in the story but for now I would love to hear your thoughts.

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