Dragos Hunger Games
Disclaimer: I, still, do not own the Hunger Games.
chapter one : My reaping
Her hair is black and thick with bouncing curls that bob around her shoulders, her eyes, blue much deeper than his, a much more attractive child, he knows, She is there parents favourite but he doesn't care, Her name is Selena and at ten she is the driving force for his life, so sweet so innocent, not a care in the world.
"Hurry" Selena turns back once urging her older brother forward "Its gonna flowa, its gonna be so pwetty!"
The boy hurries as fast as his legs can carry him "You talking about that stupid flower again its stupid and so are you!"
She stomps her foot on the ground and stops still "DON'T CALL ME STUPID N YOU BETTA COME WI ME OR IM TELLIN MOMMY YOU USED A BAD WORD."
He turns sorrow in his eyes "I didn't really mean it OK... howd ya know if its gonna flower anyway?"
Selena paused and stuck her tongue out at her brother"today the first day of spring teacher said so"
The boy takes off towards the meadow when he hears the bang from the gun followed by the scream of a girl turning towards the scream he sees her and runs towards her"Selena Selena you oOK sis come on talk to me your OK arnt you?"
She tries to speak but blood trickles down from her mouth and scares the boy to death, looking up the boy sees a peacekeeper holding the rifle smoke still trailing off the barrel "WHAT HAVE YOU DONE!" the boy screams at the peacekeeper "Selena come on you'll be OK you will wont you?"
Selena screams again and blood begins to seep from her eyes and ears, the boy becomes frantic, his whole body rocking and shaking with tremor after tremor, tears form a crooked path down his face from his already red eyes, he tries to rise to look for help but his sister grip on his jacket has him pinned.
Her eyes begin to loose there vivid colour "Wait" she says with great effort, more blood follows out of her mouth and down her chin, and as he leans his ear down to her she whispers "I wont tell mommy you used a bad word" then all at once it seemed her warmth and breath leave her body, the boy still cradling his sister in his arms, covered in her blood and tears in his eyes whispers back to her "I'm sorry for calling you stupid sis im sorry...im sorry ….im sorr", with nothing but pain in his heart the boy screams at the top of his lungs...
Its the scream of the boy that finally wakes Drago, sweat rolls off his bare shoulders quickly chilling him in the crisp night air, He wraps his blanket around his shivering limbs as his house begins to come back into focus, he is filled with relief as he realises that the dream, no nightmare is over, and that its another night of sleep he will never get back and its more important that he sleeps tonight more than other nights as tomorrow is THE REAPING...