Hunter Skype,18, District 12 male
The school halls clear a nice open path for me and my squad as we strut through the halls causing fear to run through all of the little wimps here.
"Yeah you know better you little fucking wussies!" I taunt the dozens of frightened morons who are only hugging the walls and shaking in fear.
Our leader James Fox is walking slightly ahead of the rest of us but we tower over everyone here and show our dominance!
"So who we gonna fuck up today boys?" James asks while slamming a kid's head into his locker and seemingly knocking him out cold which causes a bunch of gasps to ring out. I cackle aloud as I see another wimp trying to hide his head inside of his locker, hoping we don't see him, what a fucking dumbass!
"I think I found just the person!" I exclaim and yank the little punk from the locker before slamming him against it with one arm.
"H-H-Hunter! Don't hurt me, please!" The punk sputters while the rest of my group laughs.
"Sorry, but I'm not very good at ignoring little wimps like you that can't take his ass whooping like a man!" I hiss at him and prepare to punch him in the face.
"N-no wait please! Here M-my mom gave me this for lunch, here you can't take it!" He cries and hands me smashed up ham and mustard sandwich from his locker and I look at him in in pure disrespect, did he really just offer me this shit!?
"Who the fuck you think I am? Offering me some shit like this!" I growl and smash the sandwich in his face before slamming the locker door in his face causing him to cry out and fall to the floor. I then kick him in the side of his torso for good measure but all everyone else can do is just helplessly watch. No one would dare try and stand up to me or my boys, they wouldn't stand a fucking chance!
Both my parents died when I was young, I don't really remember much about them or even how they died but none the less they're irrelevant now. I avoided the orphanage and decided to run the streets and that was where I met the rest of my group who were also going through similar experiences and we clicked instantly. Tragedy brought us together and we got by, by robbing fruit stands, stores, mugging people and worse.
James is the unofficial leader of this group but it seems more like I'm the one pulling the strings here, he stands at 6'6 though and then there's Jack, the tallest standing at 7 feet even, Wyatt is the shortest at only 5'3 but besides me of course he packs the most power, everyone knows not to mess with him cause of his size, he'll fucking flatten them! Me? Well I stand at 6'7 got some nice muscles to go with my body frame and I put them to good use by beating up all the little punks in this run down district! We tower over everyone here, and almost no one tries to stand up to us, the few that do, well let's just say they immediately regret that! Me and my group weren't always giants though.
We used to be small and helpless just like everyone else here is. We got bullied too as a result but we had a growth sprout and that's when we were able to stand up to our bullies and beat them down. We're arguably much worse than those other bullies, we inflict pain and relish in it! We don't only use our towering size for bullying though, we're also quite good at basketball too, hell we even got a game planned after school.
Anyways once I'm done beating up this little bitch, I spit on him while Jack snatches an apple out of a girl's hand and shoves her to the floor.
"The fuck you looking at?" Wyatt barks at some moron who's standing against the lockers staring at us for way too long.
"N-nothing! I promise!" He protests but Wyatt delivers a vicious uppercut into the idiot's body and he cries out in pain crumbling to the floor. Wyatt then loots his bag pulling out a bag of half eaten crisps but stuffs it in his pocket anyways.
"Let's see who else we can beat up!" I cackle as we continue strutting through the halls again while everyone trembles in fear but I see some short girl only gazing at us while standing by her locker and she doesn't look as terrified as everyone else, so let's strike some in her!
"What the hell you looking at?!" I get walk up to her and I must be at least 4 times her size but she doesn't even tremble. I saw this bitch a few times, apparently her friend was that handicapped punk who got reaped from here last here and ever since she's just been a depressed little wimp, I never messed with her before, but why not start now?
She only looks up at me with emotionless eyes and i gradually get more and more irritated that I'm not scaring her.
"Nothing much…" she mumbles.
"Hmmph yeah you know better, now what you got In the bag!?" I snatch the bag from her skinny little arms and begin emptying the contents but only a notebook and a picture fall out onto the floor. The picture is of her and her friend smiling together, so pitiful! I pick up the picture and show it to her.
"So this must be your little friend huh?" I give her a dark grin.
"Please give it back…" she practically whispers.
"Or else what!? Huh?" I shove her against the locker and she falls to her knees but stands back up and begins trembling, I hear the rest of my group behind me laughing and I laugh along with them, yeah finally this little punk is feeling fear like everyone else here!
"Please…I don't want any trouble, just give it back please…that's all I have left of Emmett." Her voice cracks.
"Oh yeah? Well too bad that little crippled maggot couldn't fend for himself and got blown sky high!" I laugh aloud and so does the rest of my group and tears begin pouring down her eyes and she begins crying.
"You want it back huh? Well try and get it!" I hold the picture way above her and she desperately tries reaching for ir while crying and even jumps up in the air several times much to our amusement but once I get bored enough I just rip the picture into tiny little pieces and let them fall to the floor.
"No…no…" she falls to her knees and begins crying profusely.
"Hehehehe, stupid ass kid, you wanna be with him so bad, then just off yourself useless piece of shit!" I spit on her and begin to walk away.
"So you think this is fun? Bullying on a helpless little girl!?" I hear an angry voice and turn around to see some punk glaring me. He's pretty tall around 6'1 and has a slightly stocky build but I still tower over him, who the hell is this punk though? I never seen him before.
"Who the fuck you talking to white knight?" I hiss and walk up to him but he stands his ground.
"Yeah you better back up new guy!" Wyatt threatens him but he only continues glaring me.
"I've only been in this school for two days but I see the way you guys operate, just going around bullying all of these small kids, just spreading your misery and filth around, it's disgusting and I'm not going to stand by and watch this anymore! Her friend died!" This new guy points at the little bitch who's still on the floor crying.
"He died and you took away the only thing she had left of him! That is just so messed up man, the lowest you can possibly go!" he scolds me and I only laugh aloud.
So we have someone who wants to play hero again, not very often we get one of these so I cherish these moments!
"Who the hell you think you are? Superman?" I continue laughing.
"No, just someone who's going to put an end to this shit." And before I can react he punches me across the face as several gasps ring out, did this fucker just punch me!?
I'm in so much shock so can't really process what's going on but he punches me across the face again, and again. The third punch briefly wobbles me and sends me against a locker and that's when the initial shock wears off and is replaced by anger!
He throws another punch at me but I catch it in my hand and punch him in the nose which sends him stumbling back. I then quickly punch him across the face and he drops to the floor but I pull him up and slam his head into the locker and he's falls onto the floor unconscious afterwards. I then use this opportunity to begin stomping on his face as blood literally shoots out of his nose and I can hear several of his teeth crack from the force of my boot stomping on his face but my group begins pulling me away.
"You got him, you got him, chill out!" Jack wraps his arms around me trying to restraint me and I begin overpowering him but the rest of my group intervenes and pulls me away from this possibly dead punk.
"This is what happens when you fuck with me! Take note of that!" I yell loud enough for possibly the entire school to hear and they'll remember that!
Annabeth Gordon,13, District 12 female
"Annabeth, we're going to fly together, I promise!" I hear Emmett's voice and my eyes shoot open to see I'm staring up at my ceiling. I slowly turn my head to the window and see the grey clouds and how gloomy it is outside. It'ss that day again, it'll be a year now since I last saw him…
After washing up, I make my way out into my yard and sit under a tree looking up at the dark clouds that threaten to emit rain. Emmett..i just wish you can be here. I feel my eyes begin to water as I pull the ripped up pieces of the picture of us from my pocket and the wind blows it out of my hand as the pieces scatter everywhere and that's when I lose it and let my emotions free.
That bully…that monster. He took away what I had left of Emmett and literally tore it to shreds. Someone tried to stand up to him yesterday, I think he was a transfer student but he stood up to Hunter. Just like everyone else who opposed him or his group though, he was quickly beaten down. Hunter, he was almost impossible to stop and that's what angers me more, I just wish, I just wish I was stronger!
I continue crying and wipe my eyes but a butterfly lands on my knee that I have against my chest and I gaze at the butterfly for a moment. This is the same kind of butterfly I saw with Emmett last year. That's when we made a promise that we'd fly together. There's only one butterfly this time though…
The butterfly rests on my knees for a little while and I slowly reach my hand towards it but it suddenly flies off into the air and in an instant a downpour of rain starts and I only look at it, I hate the rain, it just reminds me over and over that he's gone…
"Hey, Anna!" I hear a shout and I turn around to see it's Emil who's using one of his books as an umbrella to shield himself from the rain and throws himself against the tree next to me as he takes a deep breath.
"Emil…hey!" I try and do a bright smile but can only do a half hearted one. I haven't known Emil for nearly as long as Emmett but I still considered him an amazing friend, he really stood by my side and supported me when I needed it the most, I know it hurt for him too though, losing Emmett but we were both able to lean on each other's shoulders. I consider telling him what happened yesterday with Hunter but I decide against it. Emil is a quiet and reserved person but he loves his friends and will probably try and fight Hunter if I told him what happened, I don't want him to get hurt…
"Pretty ugly day today huh?" he flips through a page in his book.
"Yeah, horrible...what you reading though?" I try to lighten the mood. He always read some pretty interesting books.
"Oh this! Well this one is about a boy who can tame dragons! He uses them only for the greater good but eventually he becomes corrupted and tries to destroy the entire world with them, it's pretty tragic but a great read, wanna read it after I'm done?" He offers.
"Well i would but you kinda spoiled the entire book for me." I giggle and he laughs along with me.
"Oh, yeah sorry about that!" he laughs and we sit beside each other looking up into the sky for a moment watching the rain slow down little by little.
"So uh…" Emil begins and I look over at him but he stops.
"Huh?" I ask but he just shakes his head and flips to another page in his book.
"Nevermind…" He nervously states and I only give him a confused look for a moment, that was odd…
"Annabeth, breakfast is ready! Oh hey there Emil!" My father happily shouts.
"Hi !" Emil waves to him and I stand up.
"Want to come inside?" I ask but he shakes his head.
"I wish, but I have to head back home, hey lets hang out later!" he offers.
"Yeah, sure!" I smile and we give each other a hug before he runs off. I head back inside the house where my mom, dad and 5 year old brother Alex are sitting over at the table with bowls of oatmeal in front of them.
"Good morning mom, dad and you too Alex!" I smile and pick Alex up as he giggles but I strain myself a bit, gosh he's getting big!
"How are you feeling Annabeth?" my dad asks and I only let out a small sigh, I hate being asked that, I'm just reminded over and over about how he was blown up.
"I'm ok, just hungry, this oatmeal looks great!" I paint a smile over my face and start digging into my breakfast. Emmett's parent aren't here, this'll be the first time we didn't have breakfast with them on reaping day but, we just want to give them privacy today. Whatever I'm feeling, they must be feeling it like 100 times more
"Annabeth we were thinking about buying some ice cream after the reapings, we can even go over to Emmett's house, I think he'd like that!" my mom suggests.
We were supposed to get ice cream last year after the reapings, but yeah…his name got drawn.
"Uhnmm…ok I guess." I respond as I take another spoonful of my oatmeal and stand up from the table.
"I'm going to get dressed." I add before going into my room and looking at my outfit that i have hanging in my closet which is a light blue dress with matching shoes. It only takes me a moment to get dressed but I look out of my window afterwards where I see Emmett's house. Our families still remain close and I remember even taking one look in the house would have me bursting in tears but I was eventually able to take a look at it and even went inside a few times.
I know Emmett understands me, but at the same time he wouldn't want me to remain this way…He'll still want me to try and find some happiness.
"Annabeth, you ready?" I hear my mom call and I take one more glance at the house before leaving.
We reach the square fairly quickly and after getting my finger pricked, I join the section where all of the other girls my age are, I know some of them and say hi but I don't feel like having a conversation right now.
Pablo is once again our escort and after going over the yearly routine of reminding us how horrible our ancestors were, he introduces our three victors and spins his way over to the female's bowl in his leotard.
"Annabeth Gordon!" he does another spin and my mouth drops open, No…this can't be…
Most of the girls in the crowd recognize me and begin clearing a path for me to walk up to the stage but I only stand still, begin crying and I can hear my parents shrieking out which breaks me even more.
After standing still for too long I see two large peacekeepers beginning to close in on me and that's when I begin walking up to the stage.I try to compose myself once I reach the stage and begin wiping my eyes but more tears just continue to stream down.
This doesn't have to be the end though, I can fight…I can win and that's what I need to try and do! If I die, then I die and I get to be with Emmett again but I will do my best to come back home, I promise that!
"No Volunteers?" Pablo asks and after a long silence, walks over to the male's bowl and pulls out a name.
"Hunter Skype!" Pablo shouts and my heart literally drops, this can't be the same guy from yesterday, there's just no way!
My prayers aren't answered cause the bulging muscular 6'7 giant with light skin, green eyes, a buzz cut and sporting a plain t shirt with jeans makes his way to the stage with a smug look on his face.
My heart beats in sync with his thunderous footsteps and I get more terrified the closer he gets, just why….why him?
His smile then turns into a dark chuckle as he looks over at me and I begin trembling in fear.
"Wow what a giant! No need to ask for volunteers, please welcome our two tributes this year for district 12, shake hands you two!" Pablo declares and without any warning Hunter suddenly grabs my hand and begins squeezing it causing me to wince in pain.
"Ouch…" I groan in pain trying to pull my hand away but he squeezes harder and it hurts so much that tears begin coming down my eyes.
"It is such a pleasure to meet you!" he grins at me and finally releases my hand as pain continues to shoot through it and I can barley move it. This is my fate, i already possibly have a broken hand and there's just no way I'm beating him, Emmett, I'll probably be seeing you soon…
Here we are guys with the first two tributes of this story! I'll just say this right from the get go, these reapings will not be done in order, i guess whichever district i feel like writing will be next haha. I am very happy with the characters i recieved and especially how quickly the slots filled up and it's time for us to buckle up for another journey together! I'm looking so forward to introducing everyone to you guys and I'll see you all soon, till next time!