Author's Note: So, I decided that while I absolutely loved the direction I was headed with this a year ago, it needed a little reworking and some editing. Thus, we have Sugar And Snow, 2.0! So for those of you who were fans of this story before, I hope you enjoy the little bit of reordering I've done. If you're new to this story, I hope you enjoy it! Cheers! :D
Story Information:
Rating: Fiction M- for language, adult themes/situations, violence/fighting/gore, graphic material, mind games, scandal, arena hubbub, and the like!
Pairing: Finnick/OC and OC/OC, side canon pairings.
Casting: Electra, Daisy Clementine Smith. Orion, Lucky Blue Smith. Slade, Andy Biersack.
Warning!: There will be some OOC-ness involved, or simply an assumption of character personalities that are not completely explored in canon. This is also AU in the sense that it focuses more on a character's life within the Capitol. While Katniss and Peeta are a definite part of this story, this piece of fiction is not Everlark centric. Some like these kinds of stories, some don't. Hopefully since you clicked on it, you do!
Credits: Special thanks to ChildOfDivinity, for helping with casting original characters and no doubt pre-reading! Thank you, love! :D
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Disclaimer: I do not own anything The Hunger Games related from the novels/TV series/any other resource. I also do not own anything recognizable/trademarked/copyrighted. All of that belongs to its own creators, authors, directors, producers, etc. I do own my original characters, and personal plot bunnies!
"Better to fight for something, than live for nothing."
-Book I-
"Brave…" She muttered.
"Idiotic." The boy next to her scoffed, a tight scowl twisting at his lips.
Twisting to gaze over her shoulder at her companion, her eyes roamed freely over his face and peered beneath the icy demeanor he used to keep the masses at bay, knowing good and well that he was talking out of his ass. Despite the harsh tone and less than pleasant assessment of the young girl they watched upon the oversized screen, she knew that he thought she was many a thing aside from stupid.
"Protective," She compromised, turning away once more, dainty fingers clasped lightly around a flute of still bubbling champagne..
He remained silent.
A small smile of victory lifted her lips and she crossed her legs, one over the other, before she returned her eyes to the screen as she tipped the flute to her lips again. She watched on avidly as the brunette stood on the steps of her district's Justice Building, her spine stiffened to the point that her bones were more than likely screaming for release. Her face was still a little shell-shocked, those gray eyes impossibly wide with disbelief, but mostly held a surprisingly emotionless mask- even as the name of the next male Tribute was called and it became clear, to her own eyes at least, that they knew each other.
That handshake was too much contact and too long in length for anything but.
Her eyes never left the pair, carefully cataloging their reactions and giving a quiet snort at their mentor's antics, ignoring the mutterings and annoyingly high-pitched babbling of those around her. They spoke of excitement for the coming Games, their faces painted an array of colors and their hair styled in the most laughable of ways, though she long ago learned to hide her mirth from view of the public eye. Dyed colors so vibrant it almost hurt physically to look, and piled so high with wig upon wig, she had briefly considered the possibility of the strain of such hairstyles simply snapping their vapid little necks; they were the highest of Capitol society. They each sipped their champagne freely, absently picking through foods that some in the country couldn't even dare to dream of eating, and nonchalantly discussed the upcoming deaths of no less than twenty-three adolescents, tittering about like imbeciles.
Her stomach clenched.
Bile churning, throat closing up.
Their very presence so near made her sick.
She turned brilliant blue eyes back to those scurrying along on the screen she had been watching, swallowing a mouthful of bubbly liquid in the hopes it might settle her nausea. Their striking color was a natural one, no artificial enhancements twisting their shape or altering their hue. Her hair was the color of her namesake, falling down her back to nearly brush her hips in gently tousled waves. She had forgone any intense styling, the idea of balancing such a thing made her nose wrinkle. Instead, she was dressed to impress in the fashions of her favorite up-and-coming stylist, his work pure art upon her ivory skin.
Tilting her head with intent appraisal; gray eyes blinked at her through the projection screen as the newly volunteered girl was herded onto the awaiting train alongside her district partner. Those sitting on the plush couches of the atrium around her had already dismissed the outer-district tribute, though her outcry and volunteering had been both surprising and strangely poetic. In their mindless eyes, few from such a district ever amounted to anything worth paying attention to.
She'd have to change that.
Everdeen...
"What are you thinking?"
Slowly, she looked away from the screen as the bullet train's doors sealed shut, meeting a pair of silvery-blue eyes that watched her closely, evaluating her every move and expression. They burned into her skin, peering through the mask of supremacy and carefully hidden emotion with very little difficulty, just as she did with him. Her lips turned upward in a striking smile, one which made those on the ground floor below them that had been watching on squeal with delight or point with excitement, her eyes allowing him a glimpse of what her face would not.
Wicked ideas.
Change was coming, she could feel it.
"Electra." His tone was reprimanding, his gaze sharp and his broad shoulders stiff.
Reaching out, she patted his forearm comfortingly, letting out a small giggle when he narrowed his eyes in suspicion and nearly bared his teeth at her through his mounting frustration. Her eyes flicked back to the large screens, taking note of the betting pools and charts that were already beginning to fill and the replay boards of the Reaping across the districts.
"I do believe this year will prove interesting," She murmured, mostly for show. "Let the games begin."
-Sugar And Snow; Story Information, Continued-
Naming: I know names in the Hunger Games canon can be weird sometimes- some have surnames, some don't, etc. I've named my original characters as best I can, sometimes to display the ridiculous nature of the Capitol and their ways, or sometimes because it will be descriptive of their traits throughout the story. Any questions, just shoot me a message or ask in a review!
Verbage: The language of the Hunger Games universe seems to be a mixture of modern times (what we use now) and older, before the use of contractions and whatnot. So I've done the same, kind of mixing the two into one language and throwing some curses in there because, come on. Like those situations don't call for it!?
AU/OOC: I know, this piece is a bit different. It references views and things mentioned in both the novels and movies, but doesn't stick to either. I've given names to places in the Capitol, and people as well. The story focuses on a life the revolves around the Capitol- living within it during Games and Non-Games times, playing the political field, and guarding against the deadly aspect of having a tyrannical leader in the family. So please keep that in mind!
Shipping: Names, anyone? ;)
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