Here we go! Almost done with the Reapings! That's when the real fun begins :D Please review! :)
D11 Male- Daniel Duhan (12):
I am awoken by my little brother, who is 10, clinging onto me and crying. He knows that today is the first day I could be Reaped. I try to reassure him that my name is only in the bowl 5 times, (the extra 4 were tessarae) and out of all the people who could be picked, it won't be me. He still cries, but there is nothing else I can do. My mom walks is with a sympathetic look in her eyes and pulls my brother Dennis off of me. He is terrified of losing me since we lost our sister to the Games last year, getting killed at the Feast by the District 6 girl. The girl went on to be killed by a falling brick in the ruined city arena. My sister's death was in vain, but that's ok. She wanted us to be happy. She told us in her interview that we had to smile even when she was gone. She was only 13. Since then, my brother barely lets me leave the house without him in tow. Our sister's death scarred him for life. I put on my reaping clothes and walk to the square without my brother along for once. As I get to the square the Capitol escort on the stage hushes us. Her name is Patricia and she is very nice according to past victors even with her strange clothing, all in rainbows. She goes to the boy's bowl and pulls out the name, reading it aloud.
"Daniel Duhan!"
D11 Female-Rachel Yerdon (13):
The wails of my little sister from her crib wake me. She is a toddler, just turning two last week. I go and pick her up so my parents can get some precious extra sleep. They are run ragged with 5 children, and I am the oldest. I have 4 sisters, 10,8,5, and 2 years old. I have taken out 15 tessarae in the past two years. I just pray to god that my name won't get picked. I know that if I go into the Games, I will die. My parents need me to help take care of the kids. We need the food, though, so I have no choice but to take out more and more tessarae each year. I wake up my 10 year old sister, Kelly, and tell her that I need to go to the Reaping and that she should wake up our mom and dad. I go to the square to find that the escort, Patricia, is already going to the boy's bowl. Somehow, my family has appeared here right after me. I sense black magic to have been able to get 4 kids ready and here in time for the Reaping. I give them a smile and hear the boy's name being called.
"Daniel Duhan!" Aw, that's a 12 year old! Poor kid; no one likes when the younger kids are Reaped. It's basically a death sentence. I turn my attention back to Patricia. She walks over to the girl's bowl.
"Rachel Yerdon!" She says. I hear 4 wails in the audience; the members of my family that understand what's going on know that I have just been sentenced to death.
D11 Male- Daniel Duhan (12):
When I hear my name called I hear another noise, this one strangled. I figure out that it is the shocked scream of my brother. He screams my name out over and over again; the noise makes me want to cry. He sounds so devastated. I just want to make it stop, but the calling of the female's name distracts my thoughts.
"Rachel Yerdon!" says Patricia. A 13 year old? Our district is doomed this year. We'll probably be two of the youngest tributes, and it's usually those that go first. My hopes for winning these Games have diminished. I was hoping I could have an older, stronger ally, but now I know that I'm going to die.
D11 Female-Rachel Yerdon (13):
A 12 year old and I are the hope for the district this year. I know that there is no hope for me or poor little Daniel. If we're being realistic, we will probably both be Bloodbath tributes. I feel awful for my parents and sisters. It will be even harder to take care of the children now, and Kelly and I won't be able to balance tessarae out evenly; she'll have to take it all out herself. Which means that we'll most likely lose another family member in the future. But for now, I have to hear my families screams as they realize I am going to die. There is no light in my future, except for the one at the end of the tunnel. The audience murmurs with disapproval. One young child was enough, but two? I just hope that my death will be quick for the sake of me and my family.
AN: And scene! This one kinda makes me sad, knowing that the probability of either of them coming out is very slim. I don't know yet though, I haven't picked a winner. So there may be hope yet! Please review! :)