Last Words of 23

by Carina1107

Mockingjay never won the Hunger Games. And now, many years later, the Hunger Games is rigged. The supposed random name picking is actually taking people who are friends, crushes, even siblings, to the games. What will happen when two best friends are thrown in together? What will happen when a secret lover will have to fight his best friend and crush to the death?

7. Lucas Cohen - District 11

Lucas Cohen, District 11, 15

He sat on a log as he flipped through The Mockingjay in a cold and damp forest. Was he really going to enter the Games today?

The Capitol despised illegal hunting, and had entered his name into the bowl more times, basically wanting him dead. But Lucas was only scared for one thing.

The Peacekeepers finding out about Daphne's secret book society. Lucas checked his watch. It was almost time to go the the Reaping.

Almost time for his unlucky doom. Almost done with The Mockingjay, he hid the book underneath the log and kicked some dirt over just to be safe.

Quickly and quietly, he emerged from the woods, staying alert for nearby Peacekeepers. Lucas wanted to meet up with Daphne before they walked to the reaping, for it would be very likely that would be the last time they'd see each other.

He wanted to confess to his crush before he died. Lucas walked at a fast pace towards the reaping, hoping to find Daphne along the way. And then he saw a Peacekeeper in the middle of the street.

"Halt! Little girl, you know you should not have this. Where did you get it?"

Squinting his eyes to spot Daphne in trouble, and started to walk in her direction. He stopped, thinking it too.

He couldn't risk getting caught as well. He never said his final goodbye.

Lucas sprinted the rest of the way and the Peacekeepers took his blood, quickly recognizing him as the future tribute. They laughed behind his back. Heading towards the Boys, 15 section, his mind raced, thinking about all the different ways he could die.

The boys around him seemed almost happy this year, all knowing about Lucas' special situation. They thought that surely, they wouldn't be reaped this year.

The district escort, Ronnie, as the joyfully took her place at the microphone. Her hands slipped into the bowl, picking up a piece of paper.

"Give it up for our girl from District 11, Rue!" Both Lucas and Daphne thought of the same thing at one.

"I volunteer as tribute," Daphne said, and among all the protests, she didn't hear my words, "I-I love you."

She lifted three fingers in the air, and whistled Rue's Whistle, a melody that symbolized a horrific revolution.

Daphne whispered something in Rue's ear as she made her way upstage. "What's your name, dear?" asked Ronnie as she took Daphne's hand in her's. "Daphne Keegan," she answered back.

Lucas was already walking towards the stage when Ronnie called, "Cheer for our boy from District 11, Lucas Cohen!"

All he wanted was to die right then.