Xavarion "Xavi" Odoro,18, District 3 male
"Come on! Kick his ass!"
"Xavi you're getting fucked up today!"
"C'mon Xavi keep that streak intact!"
I see the various lips moving from the dozens of people surrounding a cage that me and my opponent is in. I can't hear anything, but I know that's what their saying. I look at my opponent across from me and I can see the hunger in his eyes as he prepares to fight me and I give him a focused look. My opponent is Jason Hendricks, currently has a record of 11-2 and has been on a pretty impressive winning streak, knocking out five opponents in a row, to earn a fight against me. I give a nod of respect as the referee motions for us to fight, and just like that Jason does what he always does, rushes right at me. I hold my hands up and pivot out of the way as he misses his takedown and slams into the cage instead. I deliver a quick one two to his jaw and he immediately drops and I bet loud roars erupt. I can already imagine what's being said.
"Yeah! Xavi! Easy work as always!"
"Knocked his ass right down! He ain't on your level!"
"Xavi is totally getting a title shot after this!"
I know that's what's being said, but I remain focused as Jason jumps back up to his feet and splits blood out of his mouth and quickly rushes at me again. I swiftly dodge his wild right hook and duck under his wild left hook before kicking him in the head. He grunts and stumbles back and I quickly run to him as I deliver a flying knee to his face. He drops to the floor again and I continue punching him repeatedly until the referee is forced to stop the fight and I unplug my left ear as the chants fill my ear.
"Xavi! Xavi! Xavi! Xavi!" the chants continue and I walk over to my opponent who's still on the mat cursing at himself and extend my hand. He hesitates for a moment, but grabs my hand and I pull him up and give him a hug of respect. He'll be a champion someday, his style was just tailor made for me though, so I countered him well.
"You fought well man, keep your head up and we'll meet again!" i encourage him and he wipes his eyes as he nods before the referee raises my hand in victory. Just another day at work, can't wait till I get home so I can shower and relax until those reapings tomorrow. I compete in an underground mma league to get by. I never met my father and my mother was killed in a lab explosion during a severe thunderstorm that struck our district when i was fourteen.
My older sister Milah followed her footsteps and took over her research carrying on her legacy. Milah did offer me a job as an assistant though. Don't get me wrong, I consider myself intelligent aswell, but I prefer to get by using my hands and mma is just perfect for me. I have a lot of passion for it, and it gives me money so I can take care of myself and pull my weight as it's just me and my sister, and she can't do everything for me. I joined this league shortly after my mom died. I always had an interest in it but never gave it a try until then. I remember hearing chatter about an underground league but I thought it was just a myth. One of my classmates showed me the way here however and I stlll remember my first fight.
It was against the mayor's son. Ryder Alset and he already had some prior mma experience as his uncle trained him. I got into a few fights in school here and there. Mainly in self defense when bullies tried to bully me, but I never really considered myself an amazing fighter. Anyways the moment the fight started, Ryder landed a viscous punch on my right ear and it immediately rung as I became disoriented and lost my equilibrium. He only had to deliver one more right hand afterwards to flatten me and that was my first and only loss in mma.
I guess Ryder must've felt bad for me afterwards, cause he offered to train me and I gladly accepted as I wanted to learn his craft and so I'll be able to properly protect myself and Maliah if it ever came down to it. I never regained hearing in my right ear so training between me and Ryder was filled with anger and tension as I wanted to get back at him, but I really stood no chance against him, no matter how much anger I tapped into.
I eventually began to compose myself and used my partial deafness to my advantage. Before every fight, I'll plug in my left ear and fight in complete silence, and ever since my brutal first loss, I won twenty five fights straight with a combination of knockouts, submissions and decisions. I consider myself very well rounded when it comes to fighting. Not a master at anything, but pretty decent at everything. Me and Ryder quickly became good friends, we continued to spar often and I slowly started getting the upperhand on him. I still remembered the priceless look on Milah's face recently, who he's now dating by the way as she walked out into the living room with lunch and saw me on top of him as we smilied at each other. This was because I managed to flip him onto his back and mount him. The three of us ended up having a pretty awkward lunch afterwards.
I begin walking to the locker room and here's Lisa again as she screams in joy and hugs me tightly.
"You did it! You did it again! This is why I'm your biggest fan! Oh can you put your autograph on my forehead!" Lisa begs as she pulls a permanent marker out of her pocket. This is Lisa, we have a few classes together and she's apparently a huge mma fan as she practically lives in this underground facility. She attends all of my fights and is my self proclaimed biggest fan. She can be a little annoying sometimes, well all the time but she's a good person and means well.
"Hey Lisa!' I pat her on the back as she continues hugging me tightly, gosh she's strong!
"Put your autograph on me! Please! Pretty please!" she contnues to beg.
"Uh you know that's a permanent marker right?" I question.
"Yes and it's so perfect! Come on hurry up! Before more people come asking for your autograph!" she rushes me and i sigh as I take the permanent marker and i write my autograph on her forehead.
"Yay!" she cheers and plants a slobbery kiss on the side of my face and runs off with her arms in the air.
"I got his autograph! I got his autograph!" I hear her screams as she runs out of the facility and I only let out a small laugh. Three more people approach me for an autograph and I oblige. I apparently am pretty popular down here but I don't let it get to my head. I always try to remain humble and level headed. After leaving the facility, I make a stop at the grocery store to get something to drink and I see a small boy at the counter begging the clerk for a sandwich so he can feed himself and his mom but the clerk isn't having it. The boy is in tears at this point and I walk towards him.
"Hey is everything ok?" I squat down so I'm more on his level and the boy is crying.
"I just want to feed my mom, she's hungry, we both are but she comes first, she's my mom and I just want to make sure she has something to eat!" he cries and I pat his shoulder. I know the clerk is only doing his job. He won't have much of a business if he just gave away all of his products to starving people.
"Hey it's ok, I'll make sure you both have something to eat tonight, I'll even give you some money so you can buy something to eat for the both of you tomorrow aswell!" and his eyes light up.
"Really? You'll really do that?" he sniffs.
"ofcourse! Now go ahead and order whatever you want, I got you covered." I smile
"Thank you so much!" He cries before ordering two sandwiches, some chips and a gallon of water.
I pay for everything and he hugs me.
"Thank you! I can feed my mom now!" He cries.
"Hey no problem, I'm always happy to help! Here take this!" and i put some coins in his hand. That should be enough for him and his mom to eat for the next few days. I know I can't solve everything, but when I see people in need, I will do everything in my power to help them. The small boy dashes out the store afterwards to go back home to his mom and I look at the store clerk as I put an energy drink on the counter.
"it hurts so much having to turn those kids away…" the clerk laments.
"Don't beat yourself up over it, you're just doing your job." I try to cheer him up and put some money on the counter.
"Have a good night sir!" I add before leaving the store and heading home. I can smell the sweat on me and I hate that smell so much! Can't wait to shower. I walk into the house as the aroma of fresh chicken stew fills my nostrils and I see Milah and Ryder sitting on the couch laughing together.
"Hello my favorite stubborn brother!" Milah happily greets me and I give her a smile.
She's very supportive of me but every now and then tries to convince me to work as her assistant but I always decline, guess I am a bit stubborn. She even tried to cure my deafness, but unfortunately she lacks the proper equipment. I bet only the Capitol has something like that.
"Hey buddy! How tonight went? You kicked his ass?" Ryder walked up to me as we gave each other a fistbump.
"I got the job done." I smile.
"Yeah I figured, I don't think anyone can stop you now man, you'll roll right over me I bet!" he laughs.
"Oh c'mon, you're giving me way too much credit." I protest.
Me and Ryder have grown very close and came to appreciate each other. I appreciated Ryder for makng me the best fighter he possibly can, and he appreciated me for giving him another purpose other than being the mayor's son. Milah who is so happy with Ryder appreciates me for bringing him into her life.
"So why don't you get cleaned up! Eat some food and come watch a movie with us!" Ryder playfully punches me on the shoulder as I grimace in pain. Even when he's playing, he still hit real hard. He's built like a freight train afterall. He's a handsome guy with blue eyes, brown hair and tan skin.
"Sounds like a great idea! Don't start the movie without me though!" I shout as I head to the restroom and wash up.
After washing up I look my face in the mirror as I dry it off. I have very light green eyes with some honey brown sprinkled in. My nose is pretty small and makes my eyes look wider than they really are. My skin is the color of wet sand and my very short hair is a jet black. I got some facial hair on my face and I'm pretty muscular and tall as I stand at 6'3 and weigh 225 pounds.
After getting dressed up, I go into the kitchen as I make a bowl of chicken stew. Milah know this is my favorite and I can't help but eat some out of the pot and go back into the living room where Ryder plays a horror movie. They waste no time getting to the action as a tall dark skin guy smashes a woman's skull against the wall with his barehands. Geez that's brutal! We spend the rest of the night watching this ridiculous movie and I eventually pass out on the sofa.
Zananova "Zan" Pixa,13, District 3 female
"Eeeek! Eeeek!" the rat continues to squeak in pain as I continue to disect it. The rat is tied up to a board on my desk and I can't help but grin as I cut the rat's torso open with a scalpel and immediately see blood oozing out as the screams become more pained. I cut further into the torso and I can now see it's intestines! I poke at one of the intestines with my scalpel and I can see some waste starting to come out of them.
At this point the screams are piercing my ears and I squint my eyes in irritation as I look over at my collection of toxic syringes and grab one of them before plunging it into the rat as it immediately goes limp, it's suffering forever over. I can't help but let out a crazed laugh. It's always so fun experimenting on animals, seeing all of their organs and inserting my toxins into their bloodstreams to see how fast they die. The rush I get from it is extremely satisfying but animals can only entertain me so much.
I grab a book off my shelf next to my desk and I flip it open. I've read this book more times than I can remember as I kick my small legs under my desk repeatedly. This book Is about the human anatomy, I read this so many times and even now I'm still learning new things about the human's anatomy. Humans really are so fragile, but that's what makes them so fun to experiment on!
"Stop please! I'll do anything just please stop!" I hear in my mind and my smile grows even wider as I begin cackling. I'm pretty sure Tyvon is downstairs though, probably in his office examining another dead body like he's usually always doing. He is a mortician afterall and my caretaker if you want to call it that.
When I was six years old, I witnessed my parents get executed in their own home. I'm still not even completely sure why. I think it had something to do with purposely withholding valuable advancements in genetic splicing. Apparently the Capitol wasn't ok with that and immediately had them killed. I hid under my bed as I witnessed it all and my parent's bestfriend Tyvon found me in their puddle of blood along with their rotting bodies the next day and took me under his care.
Seeing Tyvon work on those dead bodies in such a meticulous manner, I just feel right at home in the morgue with him, just watching him do what he's best at. It made me so fascinated in the human body, and I strived to do my own experiments on a live human being. Human beings are made to be experimented on and I want to test out all of my toxins on their bodies! My wish came true recently.
i always looked out my window at night and saw two kids one around fifteen, the other around eight as they snuck out of a gate into a forest. I had no idea why they did this, nor did I care but as my lust to experiment on a human body got ever so higher, it dawned on me that these two stupid kids were live bodies just waiting to be experimented on. I set several traps In the forest soon after and after watching them go into the forest and not come back, I brung my small suitcase of toxins and surgical equipment with me as i went into the forest. Seeing those two stupid kids propped on my trap as they begged for help brung nothing but joy to me.
"H-hey help us please!" I can still hear the eight year old crying.
"Little girl help! Our parents! they're gonna be so mad at us!" the fifteen year old cried as I opened up my suit case.
"Do you know that the human body only has to lose approximately two pints of blood before going into shock?" I nonchalantly asked pulling a few syringes from my suitcase.
"What? What are you talking about!?" The fifteen year old panicked as the eight year old cried.
"The human brain is mostly fat, almost as soft as butter." I test my syringe as a clear fluid sprayed onto the ground.
"What are you doing! Someone help! Someone help!" The fifteen year old cried as I edged closer to him grinning.
"Stop please! I'll do anything just please stop!" The eight year old cried.
"Excessive crying can improve your immune system, unfortunately though, no amount of crying is going to save you from this" and I plunged my syringe into him as his cry pierced the air. Even long after their deaths, I asked them questions but they wouldn't answer me. I continued asking over and over but after not receiving an answer, I just left the forest. It was such a fun experiment and I hope I can experiment on more humans someday. Experimenting on animals did get boring after a while.
The two boys were reported missing after they didn't return home. Less than a day later they were found in the forest. Their bodies completely drained of blood with all their innards on the ground. Their blood dark and clumped up as it was filed with toxins.
I can't help but cackle to myself as I throw my dead rat experiment in the trash with my other experiments.
"Zan! Are you ready for breakfast?" Tyvon asks through my door.
"Eating breakfast is linked to good health." I respond as I stand up from my desk and look myself in the mirror.
My short black hair comes down to my shoulder, my eyes are a piercing green with fair porcelain skin. I'm 5 ft tall with a small rounded nose, thin light pink lips, a slender body and I can still see the dried blood in between my fingers. I do like the knee lengh scarlett dress I'm wearing though and it goes great with the crimson ribbon in my hair that's still stained with my parent's blood.
"Phew! What's that smell Zan? You should really clean your room when you come back from the reapings." Tyvon says through the door. Hmm i haven't taken the trash out in a few days.
"Sense of smell is the only sense that has a direct connection to the brain." I respond.
Reapings are today though. I always find them comical. Just something about seeing weak kids getting reaped, knowing they're never coming back. I always end up grinning and sometimes even laughing.
"Interesting, look I'll be at the table okay?" he asks.
"Electrical muscles in the legs shuts down the moment you sit down!" I call back and I only hear him sigh as he walks away.
I meet Tyvon at the table afterwards and I sit down infront of my bowl of roasted apples as I cut into them with my scalpel and begin examining and dissecting it.
"Not very hungry?" Tyvon asks.
"How are you this morning Tyvon?" I ask still dissecting the roasted apples.
"I'm well, what about you?" He asks.
"I'm well, I'll be watching you today while you work in the morgue." I pop a piece of apple in my mouth.
"That's fine with me, I do want you to take over this business after I retire afterall." he takes a sip of his tea.
"Interesting, it'll be better if the bodies are alive, so I must decline that generous offer." I take another bite of my roasted apple before standing up.
"See you in the morgue." I say again before leaving the house and head to the square and stand on line as a twelve year old girl is infront of me crying and her loud cries pierce my ears as an angry scowl spreads over my face.
I don't mind hearing some crying but loud obnoxious crying like this, it irritates me to no end. I dig my nails into her shoulder and spin her around as she looks at me in shock.
"What are you crying for? Huh? Whatever it is, I doubt it's anything even remotely serious. You want something to cry about?" I grit my teeth and rake my nails across her face and she screams as I can already see blood seeping out of the scratches and her crying gets louder so I push her on the ground and step over her as I get my finger pricked with the peacekeeper giving me an odd look. I grin as I see the needle drawing my blood.
"Rough morning?" The peacekeeper asks me as the stupid girl is still crying while being helped up by other kids.
"The human body starts decomposing twenty four hours after death." I smile and the peacekeeper only stares at me before I go to the thirteen year old female section and all of the girls step away from me. I guess they rememebered how much I laughed after the two weak kids from here were reaped last year.
Our escort Vivi an old woman who wouldn't be fun to experiment on, stands on the stage dressed as a zombie. Very fitting for a hag who looks like she'll croak any second. After the introductory video is shown, she begins to introduce our six living victors. Our most recent one being Luther pierce who won the 74th games after a woolly mammoth mutt trampled the girl from district 2.
"I'm so excited for these reapings to begin! Aren't you guys excited too?" She asks in a jolly tone but the square is completely silent and she walks over to the female bowl and pull out a name.
"Zananova Pixa!" She shouts
Oh, I'm reaped and I only keep a blank look on my face as I walk onto the stage. I guess I'm supposed to be shocked, but I don't feel anything.
I see the crowd giving me sympathetic looks and why? Do they think I'm weak? That I'm going to just be another bloodbath? Well they're going to be very surprised. Besides I'll have more humans to experiment on! What can be better than that?
"No Volunteers for this cute innocent girl?" Vivi asks and I only stand still as no one volunteers.
Vivi only shrugs her shoulders and walks over to the male's bowl and pulls out a name.
"Xavarion Odoro!" she calls and I see a towering muscular man emerge from the eighteen year old male section.
He smiles as he walks to the stage, but I can see the fear right through him, he's not fooling anyone, he does look capable though. The giant man stands next to me as he towers over me. It'll be so fun to run some experiments on him. I wonder if his large body can resist any of my poisons.
"No volunteers?" She asks and no one answers.
"Well here's our two tributes for district three! Shake hands you handsome man and beautiful young woman!" Vivi shouts.
The giant smiles as he extends his large hand and my whole hand is barley bigger than two of his fingers. He shakes my hand very gently, probably not wanting to hurt me and we're escorted towards the justice building afterwards. This arena is going to be one big giant experiment for me, and I'm very excited about it.
Here's district 3! Xavi and Zan! Let me know what you think! Oh and did you spot the foreshadowing in this chapter? Hehe. Anyways guys thanks so much for submitting tributes and filling all of the slots, the Syot is now offically closed and i can start getting these chapters out. I'll still be doing the reapings by random. I was intially gonna do district 2 but just went with district 3 at the last second. I have no clue which district is next, but I'm gonna get these reaping chapters out in a quick pace so we can start getting to the interesting stuff! Leave a review if you can! Till next time!