Consus Zephyrus pov:

I glided my finger through the dirt, tracing swirls and circles in the early morning light. The orange sky reflected in the murky puddles that were dotted around my crouched form. My curly blonde hair was dripping with water, the small droplets running down my cheek.

I loved District one after it had rained, the air smelt fresh and the rain felt cool. It was one of the only things in life that could revert me back to a childlike state. It was a welcome relief from the constant training and pretending to be a twisted killer. I could kill, that I would admit but I never wanted this as much as my sister.

She craved the kill, not in a sadistic way, she saw it as her job. If she won, she earned money to train future volunteers, thus, leading to a reduced number of lost children. Our father agreed and also signed me up. I enjoyed the fight but I never wanted to volunteer, I wanted to be a trainer, help educated future children. However, the District had other ideas.

Unlike District Two, we took popularity into account along with skill. Neither me or my sister were the best looking pair but we were siblings. Our District was convinced The Capitol would love us, cheering for our unfortunate fate. I thought it was messed up and so did my sister. However, neither of us could handle the rejection or beatings we would have to endure if we refused.

"Consus!" my sister called, running from our house, towards me. She held her white nightgown above her knees as she was bare foot through the thick mud towards me. She stopped when she got within a few feet of me, sadness in her hazel eyes. "Mum says you have to get ready for the reaping," she sounded distant as she avoided eye contact.

I turned away and gave her small nod, rising slowly to my feet and wiping my muddy hand on my shorts. As I turned and started to walk past her, she twirled sharply, gripping my arm and pulling me closer.

"Are you ready for this?" he voice was weak and shaky, she wanted me to tell her it was going to be okay, that one of us was going to get home. She wanted to believe that our deaths wouldn't bother each but, I was never a man to lie.

"No," I said, a soft smile on my lips, pulling away from her grips and continuing towards our house where our worn out mother stood on the porch, waving.

Lavinia Zephyrus POV:

My parents made sure me and my brother arrived outside the Hall of Justice early so we could meet our adoring fans. The square was crowded with people from our classes and school congratulating us on being tributes. People fainted with excitement at the site of me, boys flirted with me, it was the most attention I had received in years and I loved it. The years of spending my childhood throwing knives and swinging swords was over. I could start living my life, even if it was short.

I stood proudly in line as the Peacekeepers herded everyone into their spots. I looked up and smiled at the rain clouds that pass quickly overhead. They cast a grey look to everything, a sad, grey look of dispiere. I liked it though. The world becomes so dark when there is storm but the rain it brought, created and saved lives.

I was like a storm. During the Arena, I would cause so much death and pain but in the end, I will win money to train Careers so that never again, would someone who didn't want to partake in the Games have to endure it's pain.

The girl next to me nudged me in the arm, pointing towards the victors who were filing onto the stage. I smiled at her, straightening my back as our escort, Bauble, pranced onto the stage. She was sporting a mustard coloured suit with pale white, curly hair and her skin was covered from head to toe in diamonds. She looked absolutely ridiculous, like most of her people. It baffled me how people with so much luxury decided to dress like fools. They must of thought it was classy but they were just a freak show.

I jumped on the spot with excitement when Bauble called out the female Mitchell. She was a cute, short twelve year old who didn't have a mean bone in her body. As I volunteered and walked past her, she thanked me, tears in her eyes. This is why I trained, this is why I volunteered and this is why I would win. So someone likeEmbela wouldn't have to go through The Games. Ever.

First Chapter Whooo!

So, what did you think of Consus and Livinia?

Also, do you guys want a sponsor system? It won't be too complicated maybe just you answer a question at the end of each chapter and it is worth points?

Let me know and if I get enough people who want it, you shall get one.

I will update again when I have a full District.

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