District 2 Reapings
Bellatrix Ghosh
"Right! Left! Right! Come on hit her!" bellows my trainer.
I dart left and right, blocking Athena's attacks, I weave under her and kick out at her sword arm striking a blow to her wrist. An almighty crack rings out. Jumping on top of her, I whip my sword over my head, aiming it down towards her neck until a large hand grabs me pulling me off the quivering mess.
"What are you doing? You told me to hit her! So I did" I screamed at Elbrid my games trainer.
Although I'm only 16, I've been training since I was seven years old for these games and I'd been here since 6 o'clock this morning preparing myself, this was my year to take gold for our district - for my pride and no one will get in my way, especially this stupid oaf Elbrid. I'd broken her arm I knew that, I'd intended to but that's what you get when you play with fire. It burns you and she certainly got burnt.
"I told you to hit her, not snap her arm in two!" bellowed Elbrid, as Athena burst into tears holding onto her arm. I could use that move in the arena, could be quite useful.
"I'm practicing Ellie…that's what I came to do. You advised me to use a sparring partner I can't help it if I wanted to practice a move on her" I smiled sweetly.
"Just go practice your knife throwing over their"
I skipped over to the case of throwing knifes lined up, inspecting them all. No one understands me, no one ever has. I can't spend another year in this god damn hellhole, my mother died in childbirth and my dad, my wonderful caring dad decided he couldn't cope with me and left me on the doorstep of an orphanage when I was three weeks old. I didn't let him get away with it though; I tracked him down last year and slipped a couple of tablets we use to kill the kitchen rats into his drink. Now I truly deserve my place in that stinking rotting place they call a Children's home. I throw a knife without looking and it lands in the left eye of the dummy, perfect. I grab two more knifes and I take aim, I can see Elbrid helping that pathetic girl out of the room. I can't help it if people get hurt; people always get hurt around me it's the way it is. When I pushed that little boy down the stairs when I was 5 for stealing my play gun, I knew I had that power, the urge to hurt. Why fight what you can embrace? And I'll certainly be doing that in the arena. I took aim and threw the last two knives, in my hand, both landing side by side in the neck of the dummy.
Two hours later and I'm standing in our District's square, cramped in with all the other 16 year olds. On the stage our mayor's giving a speech about how amazing the Capital is and how we are so lucky to have the chance to take part in these games.
He's finished now and our escort, Pixie Fyre, takes to the microphone. That pink haired fool really grates on my nerves, she's been doing this for the last three years and it's about time they replace her now. It's not like District 2 have won recently, we've only had one winner so far and that was at the 2nd Games.
"Hello again Darlings, you all look so precious standing there" smiled Pixie sweetly, how I wish I could throw one of my knives into her neck, "I am sure we are going to produce two fine tributes this year and hopefully we'll find a winner again. Happy Hunger Games!"
The girl to the left pushes me and I ram my foot into her ankle as she howls in pain, the other girls giggling around me. Back at the stage, Pixie is tottering along the stage in her pink 9 inch heels towards the glass bowls.
"Seraphina-"
"I volunteer" I shout pushing past the girls, "I volunteer!"
The rest of the girls run out of my pathway, knowing my reputation. These girls are worthless weaklings just like my father, just like my mother was. I reach the stage as Pixie looks down at me, I'm only 5'1 and in her heels she's at least 6'2.
"And what is your name sweetheart?" Pixie said bending down to reach me
"Bellatrix Ghosh and I'm no one's sweetheart"
Scorpio Vox
Ninety-eight…ninety-nine…hundred.
Slamming down the weights on the rest, I wiped the sweat off my face. I flexed my guns at the mirror, wow I do look good. I'd been waiting for this day since I was 7 years old, 11 years ago now. Training day and night, I can use practically any weapon given to me. God I am irresistible.
Sansa, my little sister, knocked on the door to tell me breakfast is ready. Great. That's one thing I can't wait for when I win, walking past my parents' house and gloating at them with all my rich's. My mother with her moaning, my sister with her whining and my dad who is just plain jealous that he didn't have the chance to go into the games and I did.
Great. I've come all the way down to eat with them all (which in my opinion is nice of me, I mean I could be with some girl right now) and she serves me stinking eggs.
"Why the hell would I want these? They don't even look nice mum" I say disgusted
"There good for you, you need your strength and apparently they keep you looking good" dismissed my mum as she fussed with my sisters dress, as usual Sansa's whining about being picked. Well if she was picked, I'd certainly kill her first, though I bite my tongue.
"Where's dad anyway? I thought he'd want to be here. His son's about to be picked for the Games! That's why he's been paying all that money for my training" I said
"He's meeting us there. He has to go to work" my mum says
I watch her brush Sansa's hair. There's five years between us but were still told we look exactly alike (insulting), we have our father's blonde hair and our mother's sea green eyes. With my years of training, my bodies pure muscle too. The ladies love it; all five of the girls I'm dating. Well dated as of last night - had to let them all go of course.
"I'll make my own way there, I'll see you later" I shout as I get and leave our house.
District 2 is all the same, every house is basically identical. We're not bad off but our family isn't the richest in the district, I have to get by my looks and reputation. A group of scraggly ten year olds run out my way as I threaten to hit them. One more year and you'll all be going to the reaping. Walking along, I see Soria an alright looking girl who I went to school with, hanging out her washing on the stairs. Her brother died in the games last year, he came 3rd at least.
"Good luck in the games Scorpio, if you come back you might get a congratulating kiss" Soria said winking at me as she walked seductively into her house. If I win babe, I certainly will have raised my standards past you.
I was still laughing at myself when I reached the square.
The square slowly fills up, until the Mayor takes to the stand repeating the same old speech he does every year. God, don't they ever get bored with it. I notice a blonde haired girl in the 17 section staring at me; I give her a seductive wink as Pixie replaces the Mayor on stage. She looked kinda hot with her pink hair, she'd need to take those shoes off before she got anywhere near me though.
The blonde girl that had been staring at me gets called, but is quickly replaced with a scrawny little girl. That's a shame I'd have loved to have had my way with her before I killed her, this one looked like an orphan very dirty in my opinion. She looks like she's been training though, her arms are pretty muscular. She could probably rip a chunk out of a person with her teeth too.
Pixie's moved onto the second bowl now, the one with the male names. Before she gets to even start the other name, I volunteer. As I walk to the stage, I can see all the girls staring at me and the guys envying me. Oh yeh you can look but girl you ain't ever touching me.
"Well hello handsome, would you like to tell us your name?" squeled Pixie, eyeing him up like he was meat on her plate
"I'm Scorpio Vox, the 11th Hunger Games Victor"
Were on the train towards the Capital now, with our mentor Arwen giving us tips on how to stay alive. How is it possible that we have only one once before? Suprisingly she's quite good looking for a victor, even if she had won the 2nd Games nearly 10 years ago.
"You want my best advice guys, make allies!" declared Arwen, "You've seen in recent year's districts 1, 2 and 4 working together. Well my best advice is stick with them"
"Your saying work together, us too and others" piped up Bellatrix from her corner
"Yes! It worked for me. The Capital are calling them Careers now" answered Arwen, "And if you two want to increase your chances of winning then believe me teaming up with the other two districts will help you get there"
"If it's going to help me win then I'm up for it at least for a couple of days at least" I piped up, flashing Arwen a wide grin that no girl could resist. "Come on Belle, it might be fun"
"My name is Bellatrix moron!" snarled Bella storming off, "I'm in with this stupid plan until I decide I'm ready to kill you"
Not if I kill her first, the miserable orphan. I wink at Arwen, who gives me a disgusted look and follows Bellatrix out the door. God what's with these two, wait till we get to the Capital the girls will be running to get a piece of me.
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