There are only three tribute positions still available. I hope you enjoy.
District 3
"I lie in my bed wanting to go back to my dreams, for today is the day I find out what poor unfortunate souls I will be mentoring this year. But at least this year I won't be carrying this burden alone seeing as Hayden won last year's games, she is still shook up about it, but aren't we all. My dreams are sometimes the only escape from my waking nightmare. 24 years later and I can still smell the burning corpses that were in the wake of my victory, and I still hear them scream in the back of my mind" I think.
"Honey you have to get up, I know it's hard but you have to" my wife tells me.
"The screaming was once all the time that was until I met Tessa". In the sunlight her brown hair glows bronze making her look like the angel of my mercy that she is too me she saved me from my guilt, for that I will be grateful" I think
"I'm getting up, I'm getting up" I say as I get of my bed. As I let out the biggest yawn
She stands in front of me "first of all go brush your teeth because you breath is nasty, and second I love you here are your clothes" she jeers, and hands me the clothes.
" oh you love my nasty breath, otherwise you would stop making your onion beef stew cause that is what is making my breath so funky" I retort.
"Oh please, just go but your clothes on, I'll be down stairs making breakfast" she scoffs at me.
"Will do beautiful" I say to her, as she leaves the room.
I walk down the stairs to see her sitting at the table eating bacon and eggs, with my plate beside hers; I give her a kiss on the cheek before I sit down, and start to chow down on my food.
"Jed" she says
"Yes" I reply while I continue to eat my food.
"I want to talk to you about something" she asks.
"Go ahead" I continue to eat my food.
"No I need to really talk to you" she places hand on my forearm to get my attention.
I look up to see seriousness in her eyes, and that worries me a little.
I turn to hold her hands in my own. "What's the matter" I ask her.
"Jed….Jed I want to have a baby "she reveals.
I let go of her hand and turn away from her "you want…. A baby?" I ask
" I know, I know you don't want to bring a child into this world I understand your reasons, but Jed I don't want to live in fear about having a child because of the Hunger Games" she declares.
I stay in my seat and look out the window not saying a word as I feel the weight of her pleads.
"Jed…..Jedidiah, say something" she pleads to me.
"Do you know how hard it is for me, to do this every year to help and train these kids that go into the games, I build connections them in the short time I know them no matter how much I try not to, and I watch them die".
I turn to her and I see there are both tears in our eyes." And the idea of watching my child grow up as I hear their first word and watch their first step seeing them grow and me loving them with my every fiber, than hearing their name being drawn, seeing them kill and seeing them die….. The idea of that just tears me apart and if that really happened I think I would stop breathing" I profess
I get up and wrap her in my arms as we both cry. Several minutes pass by then I pull out of our embrace and take hold of her face. "I want to have a child with you, so much I love the idea of them having your eyes those beautiful eyes, it's that my heart is too fragile after all the death you are the only thing that holds it together, but not even you could be able to hold what would be left of my heart if we lost a child to the thing I was barely able to survive. I just can't take that chance" I tell her.
I let go of her grab my coat and walk to the door, as I wipe my face of the tears. I open it and stop, then hold out my hand for her. She wipes her face grabs her coat and walks to the door and grabs my hand and we walk out the door.
I see Deirdre Drexel on stage, in another one of her ridiculous out fits this time its yellow I am guessing she is trying to look like electricity but with that lengthy wig she looks like a giraffe, the idea cheers me up a little, but then she buts her hand in the female tribute bowl, I feel Hayden shudder beside me as we sit in our seats on stage.
"And the female tribute for district 3 is…. Kara Johnson! "She announces.
I hear someone scream in the crowd and a girl walks out from the crowd. As she comes closer I see she is an addict and from the stains on her eyes I see it's flash, poor girl the arena is going to like hell for her especially if she doesn't start withdrawal beforehand. I see her body twitch on stage as Deirdre moves to the male tribute bowl.
"Now the male tribute for district 3 is….. Nathaniel Calloway! She announces.
I see a boy step from the crowd, as he walks towards the stage I see a grim look on his face but I see an odd ease in his eye. That type of look is rare in any of the districts I have only seen that a few times in my life but never in a boy, that young.
Deirdre grabs both their hands and lifts them into the air. "And there we have it our district 3 tributes for this year's 100th Hunger Games!" she proclaims.
In case you were wondering what flash was it is stimulant drug that brightens surroundings and causes a euphoric like buzzed feeling that affects the central nervous system. I made it up I hope you enjoyed this chapter sorry there wasn't more on the tributes I just wanted to bring in an outer perspective of the Hunger Games that wasn't related to the Capitol. Please review.