Sorry for the long delay, I still didn't have a District 4 dude so I decided to make one up.
Howl Draconix's POV
I watch as the throwing axe lands right in the heart of the training dummy.
"Well done!" Azael says clapping his hands. "Now for the hard course" he says while pulling on a red lever.
The training dummies start moving around and stopping behind random tall posts representing trees.
I smile and throw the axes and each one lands strait in the heart or the head of all the dummies and as soon as I hit them they fall down. "Just like the Hunger Games" I think as the 23 dummy's lay on the ground, each one with their own projectile stuck into the thick leather of the dummy.
"Great job, I didn't get that skill down until the year I entered the Hunger Games, something I hope you do."
"Howl" Ares calls from across the training room.
"What?" I shout irritated.
"H-2-H-C maybe, one last practice before the reaping" He suggests and holds open the door.
I walk over and nod. "Bring it on!"
"What is that four too zero?" He asks pushing me down to the ground for the fourth time today. I struggle from under his weight to flip him over onto his back. "No use trying to Howl, I win" He taunts. I still can't believe that he thinks I can't flip him over. I shift my weight to counter his and Boom, he is on his back, pinned down by my tiny pixie like figure.
"Who's winning now?" I ask a smirk creeping across my face.
"Not you" I'm distracted for long enough that he can toss me across the room.
"Oww!" I scream hitting the wall closest to where we were.
"Gotcha; rule one of combat, never let your opponent distract you" He grins.
"We've got to go, time for the reaping" I say a bit excitedly, because this year I'm going to volunteer, even though I'm only 12.
"You're not going to do something stupid are you?" Ares asks.
"Maybe I will, maybe I won't" I retort.
"I knew you were going to be a handful "
"No you didn't, because I'm not a handful yet"
"You're hopeless"
"Let's go" I smile and head out of the training room.
At the reaping, I see everyone in their best clothes. My Reaping outfit is a coral pink chiffon dress with a 19 button toggle.
Aurora, my best friend stands next to me. We are completely different from each other, like black and white, day and night. But that's why we get along.
"I'm so nervous" She squeaks her auburn hair bouncing with each nervous wiggle.
"Why? Being in the Hunger Games is something to be proud of here, you shouldn't be nervous" I explain straitening my collar.
"I know, it's because it's our first reaping that scares me"
"Well don't let it scare you!" I snap but quickly apologize.
The escort Atticus Bloom (To all you 39 clues fan's that name might sound familiar) walks on stage, her dark brown hair reaching enormous heights.
"A new record this year for hair height" Aurora jokes
"Ya"
"Welcome young ladies and gentlemen, it is time for the reaping, but first we will show a short little clip to remind you why we have these Reaping's" She smiles her silver futuristic looking dress reflecting the dull sunlight.
The same boring video plays and I tune out most of it.
"Now it is time to choose one young man and woman to compete in the 90th annual Hunger Games, ladies first….Luna Hold" She says looking out towards the crowd. I recognize Luna as a 17 year old from the academy. I can tell she's about to volunteer and I have a split second to scream out that I volunteer for this year's Hunger Games before Kira Nesca volunteers.
"I volunteer" I shout at the top of my lungs. Walking up to the stage I smile as I proudly say "Howl Draconix"
Nexus Bind's POV
After having a great time at the training center practicing my knife throwing skills, I ran all the way back home, never even breaking a sweat.
"Hello Mom, hello Dad, hey Duck" I said addressing everyone in my family, except for Dee-Dee who I call Duck, because of her bright blonde hair, and short demeanor.
"Hey Nex." Dee-Dee said throwing some peanuts at the wall, each and every one landing in the same spot.
"How was training this morning" Mom asked whisking some pancake batter in a bowl.
"It was great; I hit the target every time" I say proudly taking a pancake from the plate in the center of the table and drizzling maple syrup all over it.
"That's great" Dad said distractedly, while reading this Mornings paper.
I ran upstairs after eating breakfast to pull on a neatly pressed white shirt with black buttons running down the middle and a pair of brown slacks.
After I was ready I ran downstairs grabbing Dee-Dee's hand and pulling her out the door a pancake still in her mouth.
"But I was still eating" She protests as we walk to the Reaping.
"Too bad" I say as we stand in line to get our fingers pricked. Dee-Dee's only 12 so this is her first reaping, but I'm 13 so this is my second.
I walk over to the area for all the boys and watch as Atticus Bloom walks on in a futuristic looking dress with her hair reaching at least 3 feet.
She calls out a name and I expect to hear Kira shout out that she volunteers, but instead I hear a different voice, a familiar one.
"I volunteer" Howl shouts. I'm stunned, Howl's only 12, why would she volunteer. In that moment I know what I have to do.
"And our boy tribute is…..Charlie Vess"
"I volunteer as tribute" I shout and send a warning glance to Howl who stands stunned. I never thought I would volunteer even though I went to the Academy, and now I'm in the games. With Howl.