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Lyrics from P!NK's beautiful song, "Beam Me Up." I suggest listening to it!
OKAY YA'LL. Here's the funerals! Kinda copied off of captainrandom64, just so you know. Props to her.
Could you beam me up, give me a minute?
I don't know what I'd say in it
I'd probably just stare
Happy just to be there holdin' your face
Beam me up, let me be lighter
I'm tired of bein' a fighter
…
District One is quiet. A hush has fallen over the entire city. Two funerals occur today. One for the girl with fiery hair and the other for the boy who broke her heart.
Skye Emerald's brother Luke stifles a small cry, his head shoved in his girlfriend's shoulder. Skye's funeral is outside, where she liked to be the most. Her mother's face is a waterfall, the tears won't stop coming. Her baby's gone, stolen away and never to return again.
"I would like to say a few words," Her father starts, staring into the crowd surrounding him. "Skye was my daughter was beautiful- simply that. She was a gracious child and I know she'll always be missed. I just hope the monsters who did this to her will pay. And I know they will in time…" he continues on. Skye's funeral is big, many of her classmates and those she trained with arrive.
Glass Morgans' funeral is quieter. His family sheds no tears. He was meant to die in the Hunger Games so they see no reason too. Some girls in the front row shed tears, mascara painted their faces. They look like discarded Barbie dolls. The truth is that none of them really loved Glass, they were after a trophy, not a heart.
"I'll really miss him!" Silk cries into her hands. She was the last one to lock lips with him before the reaping. She looks the worst by far out of the tortured dolls.
No one mentions Glass volunteered. No one says why he did it. No one knew he was knowingly committing suicide to see his sister's face again. No one mentions Skye's fatal blood clot. No one said they regretted not volunteering for her. No one knew Skye would die soon one way or another.
District Two's funerals are next.
The cold air snaps at Sabrina Greysabr's ankles. She wipes her tears from her eyes. Canzi wouldn't have wanted this. She would have wanted me to fight for her. Sabrina thinks, with a lump stuck in her throat.
"The worst is that she came so close! My daughter could have become a victor and basked in pride and victory!" Mr. Greysabr cries.
"No. The worst is that she's dead," Sabrina croaks.
"Of course dear! Of course that's what your father meant!" Mrs. Greysabr shoots a look towards her husband.
Sabrina chuckles, Yeah right. And rolls her eyes. Years ago she might have thought the same way of her father, but after Canzi's absence she realized how twisted her world was.
"I'm volunteering for her. My Rabbit will be avenged," Sabrina says abruptly, taking her parents by surprise.
Across town, another family is mourning. Seven year old, Orchid Ashlander tries to stay strong for her brother. Sceptor would have wanted her and Jessamine to hold on for their mother. But Orchid can't stay strong forever- seven year olds crumble quickly. She keeps her head up high for now though. Tears streak her face, but she ignores them. Instead she scowls into the crowd at Sceptor's funeral.
How is it they can act like they're his friends now? I watched them bully him! They even called him blockhead! They tripped him too! Orchid clenches her fists.
Jessamine starts to cry loudly. She feels guilty for ignoring her brother before the reaping. She should have spent every moment with him! She should have talked him out of it! Whatever way she puts it, Jessamine sees herself responsible for her older brother's death.
The Greysabr and Ashlander families agreed to have their children buried next to each other.
District Three's in a terrible condition. The murders of Rendwick Ambrosia and Frankie Verna have scarred them in more ways than one.
Jamie Verna, Frankie's eight year old sister, wipes her eyes with her shirt sleeves. Her sister was everything to her. She even protected her after death with the message to her mother. Not that her mother followed up on Frankie's death with. Someone else did. Voltage was found dead the morning after Frankie passed. Mrs. Verna had been heartbroken, but Jamie didn't care. She wasn't about to act like she and her mother were friends.
"I'll miss you Frankie, thanks for fighting for us," Jamie whispers to her sister's grave. She kneels down next to it and kisses the grass. She leans a bouquet of yellow daisies on the headstone. "Goodbye sister,"
Then she walks over to the next grave, which happens to be Voltage's. "Good riddance,"
Rendwick's funeral is of small proportions. Alice sits with her head in her hands. She hasn't spoken since his death, and she plans to keep it that way. She also ran away to Rendwick's brother's house. They took her in and understood her love for Rendwick.
"Rendwick, we will always love you. You will never be forgotten, and your tormentors never forgiven. I should have been a better brother. All this time you were trapped with a cold, horrible man and you didn't deserve that. And I… I should have invited you to live with me. I won't forgive myself for that. I wasn't the type of brother I should have been. And I'm so sorry," His brother cries.
Alice starts to wipe a tear away, but stops, letting it trickle down her cheek. Rendwick changed everything in her life when he was here. And now it's changing because he's gone. She keeps hearing his voice wherever she goes. It's like he's a shadow, a ghost, watching over her.
After Rendwick's funeral, Alice Lear stands on her father's roof. Her house is abnormally tall, with wood paneling carelessly plastered onto the roof. Alice draws in a long breath. The wind pushes her hair off of her face. Before she can chicken out, before she can look down, she jumps.
District Four smells like fish. It always has and it always will. But today the stench seems exaggerated, nauseating with all that's happened.
Lillith Gold's funeral is of small proportions. Only one person stands in the cemetery with cold eyes glaring at the coffin. Mrs. Gold doesn't shed a tear. Her daughter wasn't worth anything to her, really. Lillith was only useful for money in her mind. She sighs loudly, feeling sorry for herself.
This is what she gets? After all the trouble Lillith caused and cost her, after giving birth as a teenager to Lillith, this is what she gets? To devote a whole day to the monster she raised? Mrs. Gold's nose wrinkles up. At least this day is the last. Never again will she have to even look at her daughter again. With a newly formed smile on her face, Mrs. Gold leaves the funeral early and heads to town.
The people gawk at her overly short dress. Like mother like daughter. Still, she continues home and meets her fiancé at the door.
Lillith deserved to die, she figures. She continues to come up with a number of insults she'd like to throw at her daughter. Mrs. Gold's mind is full of Lillith-hating-thoughts but she never considered who taught her how to act.
Sanus Chinsky's father cries at his son's funeral. He was all there was left! Mrs. Chinsky died giving birth to him and he never remarried.
Now he's all alone in District Four. He can't bare leave his tiny house but he can't stand staying inside it either. Nothing feels right anymore. Now there's no one to wake up for training, no one to laugh with, no one to even talk to. Mr. Chinsky is completely alone, except for the short time when his neighbor comes by with food and supplies.
The day of Sanus's funeral comes to fast. It's the only day his father has managed to leave his home. A line of Sanus's ex-girlfriends stands in the back with tears rolling down their flawless faces. His friends from training and school sit up front. Their faces are hardened, but each one misses Sanus.
"My son was a great boy," Mr. Chinsky speaks, "He was my last friend and one of the only people I ever trusted. He deserved to win the Hunger Games; And I tell you that with no hesitation. Sanus was supposed to win. I hope he is avenged, it would be my greatest pleasure," his tone has gone dark. Mr. Chinsky's eyes are like black pits. "District Two will pay,"
While District Five rejoices in victory, they must be sure not to forget the fallen. Tar Armat, the boy who suffered from a disease without anyone knowing. His funeral is large, as the District bands together. Lani Baldova is among the crowd, tears streaming down her face like many other's.
Tar's funeral is quick and simple. Lani speaks about him, along with his family.
In District Six, morning dew clings to the tall grasses surrounding Cassandra Lampret's funeral. Her father sits on a chair up front with his hands roughly covering his face. First his wife, and now his youngest daughter! But, like all along, Mr. Lampret fails to see what's left. His eldest and only remaining family, Shelia was forced to do Cassandra's funeral seeing as her father moped and still mopes around the house all day. She doesn't understand how he can live with that. Shelia has to keep busy, to get her mind off of her mother and sister.
"Cassandra was my sister. She was beautiful and sympathetic and clever. I never knew anyone quite like her. I loved her. She and I worked together to keep the house running after our mother died. She was generous and careful with everything, but also a wonderful artist. She was a poet and painter. I hope to never forget my sister and I will try to learn from her still," Shelia's voice shakes as she stares into the crowd.
Konan Phillian's family decides to make his funeral private, inviting their friends and relatives. All of Konan's siblings and both parents sit in the front row.
Hailey hums to herself a song of defiance against the Capitol,
Remember, remember the fifth of November
Gunpowder, treason and plot.
I see no reason why gunpowder, 'n treason
Should ever be forgot...
It was the last song the whole family sang together, with their voices ringing out like wildfire.
And now they are about to sing their first song apart. The family band wanders onto the stage, looking down to the audience below. It was Danny's idea to sing this song. Konan had volunteered for Danny. He had taken his life instead, a sacrifice for his brother. And Danny will never forget.
"You promised us a government of vision
You promised you would hear our voice
It didn't take you long to stop listening
And taking away our choice"
The words form off of his lips and float across the room, growing in volume. The voices form an eerie harmony. They echo off the walls, proving that Konan lives within them and will never truly be gone.
District Seven has fallen silent. Most days the sound of lumberjacks chopping away at tree bark would fill the air, but not now.
Dao and Daise Rane stand hand in hand, looking onward to their sister's grave. Mrs. Rane's eyes well with tears that threaten to spill.
"She was so young!" She wails, throwing her fists at the dirt. "And it was my fault! My baby volunteered! She volunteered to be sent away from home! It must have been something I did!"
Dao and Daise make no move to stop their mother, they know it's no use. And it isn't like they didn't lose anyone either. They lost Nina. And it was so early in the Hunger Games!
"Promise me you'll never do that," Mrs. Rane turns to her living children. "That you'll never go so far as to volunteer, please," Her voice shakes with an air of insanity.
"I promise mommy," Daise says to the ground.
"Me too," Dao nods. "I wouldn't ever be so stupid,"
Luckas Seon's funeral isn't much. A few people, like his family, show up to mourn their lost loved one. Tears are shed, hands are held together and the sadness washed partly away.
Two strongmen lift Luckas's coffin over their shoulders and walk away. The family follow behind as they direct the men. They proceed down a winding street with a cobblestone path beside it. The threes spread further apart and the sky opens up. A rushing river meets their path.
"Here," Mrs. Seon breaths. It's Dead Man's River, the place where Luckas's best friend Emmaline drowned. The whole family knew how much they meant to each other and noticed Luckas . Without another spoken word, the strongmen heave the coffin into the river.
Cashemerette and Lilli Weft hold each other's hands, standing undivided. Tex and their father do the same. In silence, the family stands. Each bows their heads and close their eyes, bidding a silent farewell to Calico. Tex's tears fall onto his feet.
"I'm going to miss her daddy," he cries.
"I know. We all will. But she's with her mother now," Mr. Weft responds sadly. Cashmerette and Tex nod, but Lilli stays still.
"Mommy, Cali, if you're up there- I love you!" Cashmerette looks up to the sky.
"Me too," Lilli adds and Tex and Mr. Weft follow suit.
"At least Lani won. Calico would have wanted her to," Tex tries to smile. Lilli pats her five-year-old brother's back.
"Yes, she would have."
Calico's funeral is afterwards. It is large for District Eight. Most of the time the fallen tributes' draw crowds and Cali is no exception. Her family and friends talk about her loyalty and sense of kindness. Lilli and Cashmerette and Tex stand in a line again, like they did before. They hold hands and each say something about their sister.
No one comes to Raiden's funeral. They don't want to be associated with the 'insane murderer.' Not even his family arrives. And yet no one knows the truth about Raiden. Or do they?
Mrs. Brown silently cleans the dishes. She stares out the window in thought. She always thought it peculiar that just before peacekeepers showed up at their doorstep her son killed himself. And not the one that shot the students.
She wondered and still wonders if Raiden had killed him and it hadn't been a suicide at all. She never got a good vibe from the boy, he was 'messin' with the devil, that one!' as her mother would say. But then again maybe it was suicide. Maybe Raiden was never guilty. He didn't really seem the type.
Mrs. Brown shakes her head. Nonsense! He went to an insane asylum! She saw him in the Hunger Games- he was ruthless! And he killed 's that, he really was a devilish boy, but a devilish boy no more.
District Nine is home to happily never after's. So when Rye and Evan both died early in the Games, it was no surprise.
Nancy, Rose, and Baer Thicket all frown at the casket in front of them. Their cousin's body lies in front of them, though blurry through their tears. Rose grasps her sisters' hands firmly. She doesn't want to let them go and prays she'll never have to.
A muffled cry comes from the children's parents- Rye's Aunt and Uncle. They both see the light in this darkness however, that Rye's now with her parents.
Across the District there's another funeral occurring. Evan Keers' family gathers around his grave. They form a circle around him- his lifeless body. Jeffers, Evan's brother, lays a handful of flowers from their joint garden.
Instead of being angry for his brother's death, Jeffers has learned to channel his feelings towards other activities like the garden. It has now turned into a District-wide event. Every year, starting on Evan's birthday and lasting the week, the citizens of District Nine gather around and plant hundreds of plants, all to feed the hungry within the District.
Jeffers smiles to himself- Evan would have loved it.
District Ten- the land of the orphans, home of the fallen, known to fail. So sad is it that, two people have died but no one is mourning. There are no funerals for the homeless tributes.
Ash Sphere's body it transferred into a coffin and placed into the ground. She's alone, but not forgotten.
Matthias Stitch is also laid into a coffin and submerged under the dirt. He too is alone, but not forgotten.
Ash and Matthias have brought home with them, a spark of hope. Placing eighth and ninth in the Hunger Games will put you in the record books in District Ten. In the seven gruesome years previous, the District Ten tributes died in the bloodbath every time.
And now the memories of the fighters illuminate the darkness. They send a shiver of hope, of courage, to the citizens of District Ten. Ash and Matthias will never be forgotten.
In District Eleven, the rain falls from the sky and splatters on the concrete roads, roofs, and dirt.
Ivy Kluge's family does not attend her funeral. They only allowed one to take place because it is a law in their District. Mr. and Mrs. Thompson stay in their home instead and shut out the world. Although loathed, Ivy will be missed in the household though.
"These stupid stairs need to be cleaned and the floors swept," Mrs. Thompson mumbles under her breath and shakes her head.
"The girl should have done all this before she left us!" Mr. Thompson cries.
"I know! But I'm not surprised though, she was a moron, Rou!"
"And she volunteered!" Mr. Thompson starts to laugh. "Didn't she know that she had no chance? A hopeless, weak, idiotic girl, she was!" He spits each word.
"She's gone now though. The rascal will never mess with us again!" Mrs. Thompson cries happily.
"But now there are floors to sweep and shelves to dust! The girl left us with nothing,"
"Good riddance to her,"
In contrary, the Adams family is in complete and utter despair. Morgana, Yvonne, and Angela hold hands with their mother. They've been to two funerals before. One for Mr. Adams and one for Teddy.
And now they sit at their third. Morgana stands up. She wipes her hands on her skirt and blinks a tear out of her eyes.
"This is what my brother would have wanted- for the people he loved most to gather together. My brother was a great person. No one can doubt that. He was a fighter. We all watched him fight for his life. But he was mostly a lover. And that's why he isn't with us today. He wouldn't have been able to take anyone's life. I hope you all can understand my brother and know that he loved all of you equally and fully. Please take your time to appreciate him and his life," She breaths. Morgana walks back to the remains of her family.
District Twelve is broken. The innocent are dead.
Autumn Eshaya's family was never ready to see their sunshine go. Deep down though, they knew that she wouldn't be coming back to them. The girl who couldn't hurt a fly wasn't meant to survive. She was meant to serve, to teach, to love.
Autumn's funeral is crowded. Filled with the people she inspired, including the dogs at the Animal Safe Haven across the street. Doctor Rufus has a memorial up at her office. Tide, the dog Autumn often visited, wonders where her friend has been. Mr. and Mr. Eshaya will never be the same without their daughter.
For, it seems the something so innocent and pure shouldn't be touched by evil. But often it is. Often the sweet go sour.
The same has happened further along the District. The Jones family struggles to comprehend all that has occurred the past month. So many emotions swarm them- sadness, hope, despair, depression, faith, pity, annoyance, anger, loneliness.
Rusten, Ryan, and Reese- Aiden's three ten year old brothers- can barely survive at school. Their grades suffer and anger pulses through their little veins. Sometimes they don't know how to sort out their feelings.
But they do know one thing. They won't stop fighting. Aiden remains a flame of subversive behavior. Their brother, gullible, sweet, kind Aiden will not be forgotten.
…
Could you beam me up, give me a minute?
I don't know what I'd say in it
I'd probably just stare
Happy just to be there holdin' your face
Beam me up, let me be lighter
I'm tired of bein' a fighter
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Did you get the Alice in Wonderland reference? Alice falling to the unknown? Poor thing…
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The Hunger Games is on Netflix.. #neverstopwatching #ihatehashtags. I'm watching it now… Clove just smirked… Cato's got on his smolder… and Seneca's rubbin' his beard… (I'm at the training part)
Now I'm at the games(I type the author's notes while I type the chapters) and Katniss is in the tree. And I just noticed Cato's got a hickey on his neck… And it better not be from Glimmer… OH MY BABY! Rue is about to dieeeee.
Tar's funeral was short since he's mine and I really wanted to update! LANI'S CHAPTER IS NEXT!
SO SORRY FOR THE WAIT! I seriously tried to update whenever I could, but school's been real busy, I know that's a lame-o excuse, but it's true. Also I got a Hunger Games/Harry Potter/Pretty Little Liars/ Hush Hush/Divergent Instagram called "ruethedayy" with two 'y's! follow mwah!
AH! Sorry I was grounded for a week so I couldn't type/write for a while.
24 Tar Armat- He was my tribute, so I felt like it was only right to have him die in the Bloodbath, although I truly loved writing him. However, I think he died the best way he could. We'll miss you Tar!
23 Rye Thicket- I'm afraid her creator abandoned her. That, and she was slightly too much like Katniss and I wasn't sure how to portray her. 'Bye Rye!
22 Nina Rane- I enjoyed Nina and thought she had an interesting backstory. I didn't want to kill her, but her creator only reviewed once or twice in the beginning. Wish you wouldn't have left, Nina!
21 Luckas Seon- Man, there goes one alliance already (Rye and Luckas's) I loved Luckas too, but yet again, his creator didn't review. Have a nice afterlife Luckas.
20 Morgan Adams- I loved Morgan, but someone had to go! He was a brilliant, bright character who I know we will all miss! ;(
19 Glass Morgans- Woah, two 'Morgan(s)' died today… Anyways, Glass was, I know, a favorite of mine and my lovely reviewers. I wish his author reviewed. I think he would have gone far. Also I wanted some more Lillith and Skye drama, which is really what will come out of this. 'Bye Glassy pooh!
18 Rendwick Ambrosia- Oh my God, I can't even tell you guys how much I didn't want to kill him! I loved Rendwick! His wonderful author didn't review last chapter and everyone else had and- UGH! I feel so (enter swear word of your choice here)ing guilty! I mean, I loved this boy and his author! I can't say that enough… Love you Rendwick, I have to say though, your dream/imaginary Alice was wrong about you going to hell. And the real Alice will miss you! Stay tuned for the funerals… Love you Rendwick!:(
17 Evan Keers- Aw. Little guy was too gullible:(. I'm sad to see him go, but I was thinking of all of the characters, and I decided for Ash to be crazed made the most sense, and who would she take it out on other than poor Evan? He was kind of a background character for most of the story, but a beautiful character either way! Bye Evan!
16- Raiden Brown- I loved Raiden. He was so much fun to write, and definitely (spelt that right, no big deal :O ) a dynamic and whole character. I hope I didn't rush his death scene too much, I just wanted to make it perfect. Raiden's death was result of the poll. Bye Raiden!
15- Sceptor Ashlander- Sceptor was a great kid. He was plenty unique and such a sweet boy. I didn't want to kill Sceptor, but I honestly think he'd have wanted it this way. I killd Sceptor because of the poll, and since the Careers had only experienced one death so far… I also really wanted him to get it out, you know? Tell the Careers what he thought for once before his death. At first, I was going to have Sceptor say, 'See you in hell,' to the Careers, but then I was like- Sceptor isn't going to hell! We'll miss you Sceptor.
14- Frankie Verna- Frankie was tough and smart, she died because I didn't know what else to go with her, but I know we'll miss her wonderful personality. I hope Jamie will be okay, stay tuned to the funeral's to find out! I hope your mother fulfills your last request- dump Voltage! Goodbye Frankie!
13- Ivy Kluge- Ivy! You were so sweet, I know we'll miss you! I loved that you volunteered for the Games to escape your family, and now you're free from them forever. I wonder who they'll act in the funeral, will they be sorry for mistreating you? I certainly hope so… You were an amazing tribute. Sad to see you go Ivy!
12- Aiden Jones- Aiden, you were a truly unique kid. I loved your attitude and kindness. You were an amazing ally to Cali and Lani, who will miss you dearly. I was really lucky to have you in my Hunger Games, thank you. I know that we'll miss you, Aiden! Goodbye!
11- Calico Weft (She died seconds before Skye)- Cali! I loved you! You were so sweet, but truly a fighter, which is why I made you kill your killer. I think that you were one of the toughest non-Career girls in the arena, but I'm sorry you had to die. I know Lani will be terrified by your death, but it might just give her the fuel she needs to win- who knows? Bye Cali!
10- Skye Emerald- Skye, we'll really miss your feisty-ness and long-term rivalry with Lillith. I think you were a brilliant tribute and will miss having you in the Games! Meet up with Glass and heaven and kick his ass for using you, okay?:) Love you!
9- Matthias Stitch- Mattie! :( You were so beautiful! I really appreciated that you were so unique, yet realistic. I think that you'll be happier now with your family. I suppose I could say you're lucky to die before things get real ugly. I know you'll be with us Mattie, I love you!
8- Ash Sphere- Ash, Ash, Ash… I loved your personality and loyalty to Morgan, it was beautiful. SPECIAL THANKS TO PICES T.J TO SUBMITTING TO EVERY SYOT I'VE EVER DONE!:D I liked your backstory and even when you were tortured with madness you were still amazing! Goodbye Ash, it was nice having you!
7- Autumn Eshaya- Autumn was so sweet, I'm afraid if she won, she'd be tortured by the Games the most out of the remaining tributes. She was a favorite from the beginning and a beautiful girl who I know we'll miss! We love you Autumn!
6- Konan Phillian- He was an amazing tribute, who I loved. The musical part of him really stood out along with his big family, who will certainly show up at the funerals. I hope you have a good afterlife;) You were an awesome guy, thanks for being in my Hunger Games! Bye Konan!
5- Sanus Chinsky- Sanus, bro, you were the last guy left! Good job, I liked your relationship with Lillith and thought you were really unique but still had some of the average Career aspects, which I enjoyed. Goodbye Sanus, I know you'll be missed!
4- Cassandra Lampret- Cass! I loved you and your wits, but sadly you got the least amount of votes! I really loved you though, and I'm glad you made it this far. You were really unique and I liked that you weren't 'Just another pretty face.'
3- Lillith Gold- Oh my Lillith! To be honest, you were one of my FAVORITE characters all time and so much fun to write! You had depth, and that counts for something. Anyone can be a villain, but having a reason is much more meaningful. I love love love you! Thanks for making this story interesting!
2- Canzi Greysabr- Rabbit, Rabbit, Rabbit! You were definitely a fan-favorite, and one of mine too. Your ultra-hyper personality was hysterical and really brought light to Roses are Red. I was really sad to see you go. I thought you were going to win( not that I don't Lani should) , but the reviewers voted. Bye little twitchy Rabbit Canzi!
The Fighters-
Lani Baldova of District 5
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FINALLY DONE WITH THIS CHAPTER! WHOOO!