The Reapings have completed and each district has their tributes. Some showed no emotion, others let their emotions get the better of them. The escorts lead their tributes into their respective Justice Buildings to say their goodbyes to family and friends. For 27 children, this will be the last time they will see their loved ones.
District 1:
Shine is led to a room where her niece, Diamond, is being held. Upon entering, she runs to her and encloses her in a tight embrace. Diamond returns the hug reluctantly, trying to calm her hysterical aunt down.
They collapse onto the couch, Shine holding onto Diamond.
"Auntie, I'll be fine." Diamond sighs, looking at her aunt's red eyes.
"That's what your mother said." Shine whispered.
"I'm not like her." She replies. Her fingers go to her throat, where a necklace rests on her neck. A ring has a chain through it, holding it in place. The diamond jewel flashes as she turns the ring on its side.
"She gave that to you when she was reaped." Shine says, glancing at the ring.
"Not like I remember." Diamond mutters.
The room turns quiet. The tension can be cut with a dull knife. Suddenly, the door opens and a Peacekeeper comes in. Shine stands up, words spilling from her mouth. "Survive for me. Come back a victor!" With that, Aunt Shine was gone.
Diamond sat in the room alone. Even though she was bitter with her aunt, a pang of guilt hit her square in the heart. She knew that, when she returned, she and Shine will live in the Victor's Village together.
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Ian waited in the room, waiting for his family. He has said goodbye to many girls, who admired him. He waited for his family, the only people he wanted to talk to. He can do with the girls, but he may never see his family again.
"You have three minutes!" A Peacekeeper booms, shoving four people into the room. A young boy, no older than thirteen, runs to Ian and hugs him.
"It's okay, Sammy." Ian hushes the boy, keeping him close to him. Sammy holds onto his brother, not wanting to let go.
An older boy, older than eighteen, grabs Sammy from Ian and sits down in front of him. "Ian, please survive."
"Jake, you have nothing to worry about. I know…" Jake cuts Ian off.
"It's not every year that District One wins." He says. "I'm afraid this is that year."
"Jake! Don't scare Ian." A woman with long brown hair yells. She wraps her arms around her son. "Don't listen to him. You are strong and you will become a victor. Grab a weapon you are comfortable with and use it. I'll see you when you get home." Tears streak her face as her grip on Ian tightened.
"I will win, Mom." Ian says into her hair. The door swings open and a man walked in. Everyone turns their head to the Peacekeeper in the doorway. A tall man, resembling Ian, places a hand on his shoulder. The Peacekeeper escorts the family out. A young boy's yelling was heard as the door shut. It was Sammy.
I didn't say goodbye to my father. Ian thought.
His eyes began to look around the room. He is the only thing in the room, besides old Victor Pictures. Will his picture be up there? Or will Diamond's? His eyes dart to the door, where a little boy was escorted in.
"Why did you volunteer for me?"
District 2:
Kleo sits in the room, waiting for visitors. Her nails dig into her palm. Why didn't anyone volunteer for her? If they did, she and Caden wouldn't be in this position right now. She continues to wait for her visitors.
The door opens and two people are escorted in. A man was in a white Peacekeeper uniform and a woman was in an angel white dress. The woman rushes to hug her daughter, crying into Kleo's hair.
Kleo hugs back and clings onto her mother. "I'll be fine. I'll be fine." She assures her.
Her mother lets her go. "Stay with Caden. Whatever you do, stay with your brother. You will live longer with your brother. Do not separate for any reason, do you understand?" Kleo nods as her mother squeezes her hand.
Her father crouches down so he is eye level with his little girl. "Don't forget your training. That will make you stronger than those kids from poor districts. Like your mother said, stay with Caden."
"I will, Daddy." Kleo embraces her father, hoping this isn't the last hug she will give. Tears fell onto her father's uniform.
The door opens and her only family is no longer with her. She wipes her eyes free of tears. She will take her father's advice. Despite anything that happens, she will stay with her brother.
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"You have three minutes!" A deep voice commanded, two people walking towards Caden. The Peacekeeper uniform was hard to miss. He hugged his father, arms around him tightly.
His mother waited patiently for her hug. She looked at her son, hoping it wasn't the last time she saw either of her children. Caden released his father and wrapped his arms around his fragile mother.
"Caden, listen to me." His father spoke. "We already talked to your sister. We told her to stay with you."
"Protect her." His mother interjects. "Protect her."
"Make sure she lives." That was the final command given by his father.
"I will, Dad." He says. The hug ends and a Peacekeeper escorts his parents out.
The next three visits are from his training buddies. They wanted him to win, despite his sister being in the Games with him. They shared a laugh or two before that visit ended. Before long, Caden was in the room all by himself. He has nothing to do except wait for Scootaloo to fetch him and his sister to go to the Capitol.
His mind flashes to his parents. His mother looked so torn up. Not one, but two of her children were in the Hunger Games. And the rules of the Hunger Games were simple. Only one can win.
District 3:
Violet sat in the JusticeBuilding, looking at Victor Pictures. Her eyes look to Pace Caywood's picture, and she wants hers next to his. With her picture on the wall, that guarantees her life.
Two people come into the room to say their goodbyes. A tall man with brown hair is followed by a little blond boy. The Peacekeeper yells their allotted time and waits outside. The little boy runs to Violet and jumps on the couch to hug her.
Violet wraps her arms around the boy and hugged him. "Shh, Damen. I'll be okay."
"You will come back, right?" Damen asked, looking into his sister's brown eyes.
Violet opened her mouth and closed it. Was she supposed to lie? Her brother is no fool. He's a smart boy. "I'll try my hardest, buddy." Her grip tightened on her six year old brother.
A hand pushed back her hair from her eyes. She looked at her father, a man of good looks and, normally, many words. He just stared at his daughter and looked into her eyes. The words caught in his throat. What was he supposed to say?
"Fight hard for us, Vi." He says and kissed her forehead.
The Peacekeeper walked in and ushered out her only family. Damen yelled for his sister as the door shut on him. Violet sat and waited to be taken to the Capitol.
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A few drops of rain began to fall as Daniel waited for any visitors. Would his father come? Who would see him before he died? He sat in the room restlessly and continued to wait.
Would anyone see him off? The rain continued to drizzle as he sat on the sofa. Please, someone please come through the door. The door jiggled as a Peacekeeper led a six year old boy into the room.
"Danny!" the boy exclaimed, running to his brother. Daniel hugged the boy tightly. His muscles ripple as his grip tightened on his brother.
"Blake." He whispers. "How are you holding up, buddy?" Blake lets go of his brother and stares into his deep blue eyes.
"Fine." Blake says, sounding older than he is. His hands go into his pocket and he fishes out a dull, white item.
"What's that?" Daniel asks, as Blake puts it in Daniel's palm.
"An old shark tooth I found at the store. The old lady wanted me to have it." He answers. "It's not much, but it is to remember me by." He closes Daniel's fingers around the shark tooth and looks at his brother. "Come home for Daddy and me."
"I…" Daniel began as a Peacekeeper grabbed the boy. Daniel kept looking at the door long after Blake left.
District 4:
Maya watched the door. Her family already left and she was waiting for only one person. Tamlin. That is the only thing that will help her in the arena. If she doesn't see Tamlin, she may as well die in the bloodbath.
Her family's meeting was…nothing important. Her father said only one thing to her. "Make it past the bloodbath." Her mother and sister said a few sentences. The only thing that touched her heart was when her twelve year old sister hugged her goodbye.
She kept staring at the door. Is Tamlin just outside? Her thoughts were cut as the door opened and a tan, sixteen year old boy walked in. His sea green eyes locked with her blue ones and they embraced each other. He smelt like salt water and taffy. That's a smell she'll never get tired of.
They sat on the couch as Tamlin placed a kiss on her cheek. "Are you alright?"
"I'm fine." She says. Tamlin tucks a stray hair behind her ears. He always did that when he was nervous.
"Win for me, baby." He tells her." Get to a knife. Or a spear. You'll win for sure as long as you have those weapons."
"I will win, I promise."
Tamlin holds out a rope in many knots. "I found this on our beach yesterday. Take it. I'll be with you in the arena." Maya takes the rope and looks at her boyfriend.
"I'll come back and we'll swim in our beach." She says. Tamlin snickers.
"When I teach you how to swim." He jokes. A Peacekeeper comes in and takes Tamlin away. Maya looks at the knotted rope. On our beach.
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Predator's fingers fiddle with the fish bones on his necklace. The rain left tiny sprinkles on the window pane. His green eyes look around the room. Fish hang on the wall, Victor Pictures are all around, and golden fishing hooks decorate the room.
The door opens and he sees his parents walk through the door. His mother runs to sit by his side and she runs her hand over his bronze hair. She breaks down into tears as she looks at her son.
"D…Don't go n…near animals." She stammers.
"Not like Dylan." His fathers says. "Don't go near any animals that seem harmless. Knowing the Capitol, they might be mutts."
"Okay, Dad." Predator answers his father. His mother fixes a sea shell pin on his suit as his father talks strategy. Grab a crossbow. Team up. Break off early. Stay away from animals.
After a few minutes, Peacekeepers come back and take his parents away. He sits in the fish centered room alone. He runs through strategy in his head. Crossbow. Team. Break. Kill. Those words cycle in his head until he can envision himself as District 4's new victor. Nothing will stop him from becoming the new victor.
A Peacekeeper opens the door and a seventeen year old girl walks in. Her dark brown hair is in loose curls down her back. Her green eyes look at Predator as she adjusts her dress. She opens her mouth, showing off her white teeth. "Hello, Predator."
The words fall from his mouth. "Hi, Paige."
District 5:
Isadora plays with the bracelet on her wrist. Rain lightly tapped the roof as she waits. Her wait is short lived. A Peacekeeper escorts three people into the room. Isadora gets up and hugs her mother. Her aunt Siskin and uncle Galliard wait for their hugs.
After the hugs were given, they sit down on the chairs in the room. "Are you alright, Isa?" Her mother asked. Isadora shakes her head, and looks at her family.
"I'm fine." She lies through her teeth.
"Be strong out there. District Five needs a victor." Uncle Galliard says. He places a hand on her shoulder.
"Find an ally." Aunt Siskin interjects. "They should help you live longer than if you are alone."
"Okay." Isadora deadpans.
The rest of the visit consisted of asking Isadora to survive. Her mother hugged her one last time before the Peacekeeper came in. The family was whisked away and Isadora stayed in place. Her eyes looked to the Victor Pictures on the wall. They stared at her, staring her down. Good luck getting your picture up here.
Silver Spoon walks in and collects her female tribute.
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Rod waited. It was mandatory that the newly requited tributes wait five minutes before saying goodbye to anyone who was willing to see them off. He knotted his fingers while he waited. Rain tapped on the roof, signaling that he missed the downpour. His eyes dart around the room, waiting for his visitors.
The door opened and a little blond girl ran to the boy on the couch. She wrapped her arms around his neck as his parents walked into the room. Rod ran his hand over his sister's hair. "It's okay, Light. I'll be fine."
"Don't lie to her." His father says, staring at his son.
"I wasn't lying." He replies, still stroking his sister's hair.
"Honey, can I ask you a favor?" His mother spoke up, her voice shaking. Rod nods at her. "Don't go into the bloodbath. I don't want to see a tribute from One or Two kill you without a second thought."
"I won't go near the bloodbath." Rod promises his mother. He kisses Light's forehead and puts her on the couch beside him. He stands to hug his parents.
As he lets go, a Peacekeeper gathers his family. The next few visits are from his friends. They have a laugh before being escorted out. At least he is going to the Capitol in a good mood rather than a bad one.
District 6:
Kira sits in front of her father and three brothers. She stares at them with her brown eyes, not cracking under pressure. Her oldest brother, Jackson, shared the stare. "You nervous, Ki?"
Kira flipped her brown hair. "Not at all. I volunteered, didn't I?"
"Are you going to kill anyone?" Her middle brother, Garret, asked.
"Only if they are trying to kill me." She replies.
"So, Kira. Will you score a four in training? Capitol people are hard to please." Her father says, causing her brothers to snicker.
"I plan to score a ten or eleven." She says, sitting up taller.
"You're too weak to score an eleven. You can barely hold a sword." Jackson said. Her family laughed even more.
Kira rolled her eyes. Since her baby brother, Abe, was born, she took on role of the housewife. Her mother died giving birth to Abe. Because of that, she cooked, cleaned, took care of Abe, and made sure everyone was happy.
Just because she cooks and cleans doesn't mean she's weak. Cleaning made her stronger. Cooking gave her knowledge of how to cook things correctly. And her brothers and father have the damn right to call her weak? How pathetic.
"Don't die first, Ki." Garret teases as they leave.
"I won't! You'll see!" She yells as the door closes.
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Ryan looks around the room. It's a quaint room, enough space to hold a tribute saying goodbye to close friends and family. He brushes his brown hair from his eyes while he stared at the door.
Who would say goodbye? He can't force everyone to say goodbye, but who would?
The door swung open slowly and a woman with long brown hair ran to Ryan. A man followed, standing behind his wife. Ryan hugged his mother, who began to cry.
"Drea, he'll be fine." Ryan's father consoled his wife. Drea let go of her son and sat next to him. Ryan looked around.
"Where's Cary?" he asks his parents. They exchanged glances. Cary was his twin sister, but she wasn't present for the goodbyes.
His mother put a hand on Ryan's cheek. "Honey, Cary said she didn't want to see you off. More painful to watch if you did, unfortunately, pass."
Ryan's mouth fell open. He might die, and his sister didn't want to say goodbye? Tears pricked his eyes. He wanted to see her before he left. She, unfortunately, didn't want the same. His mother placed a silk green ribbon in his hands.
"Cary wanted you to have this," is all she said before Peacekeepers came into the room and took his parents. He looks at the ribbon in his hand. Cary, why didn't you come?
District 7:
Shelia's fingers played with the leaf pendant around her neck. Is this how Rivet felt when he was reaped four years ago? Sitting in this room, hoping for people to say goodbye? She told herself to hold her tears back. Capitol citizens would look at the tears and ignore her.
The door opens and two men enter. The younger boy hugged Shelia tightly. Her arms wrapped around him. "Jacob, I'll be fine. Don't worry about me." Jacob let go of his sister.
"Don't leave us like Rivet did." He whimpers.
"I won't." She looks her brother in the eyes. "Hey, look at me. I said this before and I'll say it again before I leave. Don't sign up for tesserae. You do not need their food just for more chances. Stay strong while I'm gone, okay?" She pulls her brother in for a final hug.
This is how Rivet left them four years ago. Shelia had only been thirteen then, Jacob was only eleven. He still wakes up at night and looks around the house for Rivet. Shelia moved to her father. He pulled her in for an embrace. "Daddy, don't let him starve. Why isn't Mom here?"
Brim let his daughter go and stared into her eyes. "She didn't want to send another child off to die. She's still hurting from Rivet's death."
She didn't have any time to respond; Peacekeepers took her brother and father from the room. She waited for anyone else to say goodbye. The door opened and a girl was ushered in.
"Karrie!" Shelia gasps as she hugs her friend.
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Linden's three minutes were down to mere seconds. He wrapped his arms around his brother, Jason. He hugged him lightly, not to crush him under his muscles. Jason's face is buried in Linden's chest.
"Shh. Shh. It's alright." He says, calming his little brother.
"Will you come back?" Jason wails.
"I'll try my hardest." He answers as Peacekeepers come in and take the little boy away.
The door slams and Linden is all alone in the JusticeBuilding room. Shelia is still probably saying goodbye to her family. He runs a hand through his short blond hair as he waits. Who else would say goodbye? His eyes look to the picture of the Flemings with the mayor. The Flemings have been around for over one hundred years. They are the part of the wealthier section of 7, owning the largest lumber company.
The door swings open and a man walks in. Linden stares at him. He has tan skin, light hair down to below his ears, and piercing blue eyes. He sits in front of Linden and crosses his arms over his chest. "Mr. Ulmus." He grunts.
"Yes, Mr. Fleming?" He asks, looking at his boss.
"I just want to thank you for your bravery, taking my son's position in the Games." He starts. "However, I know that your father, unfortunately, passed, leaving you to take care of your brother."
"Yes sir." Linden says, not sure where he is going with this.
"Jason can't live in that house alone. I want to know if it's alright with you if I take in Jason until you return. And, in the worst situation where you don't return, I'll adopt him. Is that okay?"
Linden's eyes widened at the offer. He just read my mind. He was going to ask Mr. Fleming to take in Jason, but now that he offered, he didn't have to. He kept his excitement bottled up, trying to seem professional. "That is fine with me, sir." He stands up and shakes his bosses hand before he leaves.
A/N: I'M BACK FROM VACATION! I had a blast, but I missed FanFiction so much! I know I said I'll split the goodbyes into 3 or 4 parts…but I rewarded you with a long chapter! So, here it is.
If your character seems too OOC (Out of Character), please let me know and I'll fix it.
Answers:
1. What is the title of the parody book to The Hunger Games? The Hunger Pains
2. What was the crew given name to the District 8 girl? Savannah
3. What were Cato's odds at winning? 3-1
4. What was the arena for the Third Quarter Quell? Island like clock structure
5. Whose name was never said in the movie? Effie Trinket
**BONUS**: List five notable differences between the movie and the book. (DONE FROM MEMORY, PLEASE!) If you list 5 that I approve, your tribute moves up three spots. I accepted anything from Haymitch not falling off the stage to Peeta's leg completely healing.
Questions: (I am mixing up whether if I ask Hunger Games trivia or any other trivia. Always be prepared!)
1. In the My Little Pony fandom, who is Discord's 'daughter'?
2. List five lines from The Hanging Tree.
3. Which district is a favorite of the Capitol?
4. Name a Pegasus from My Little Pony.
5. How was Johanna tortured in the Capitol?
**BONUS** Name the fan made song about Discord and his 'daughter'. (It's really simple.)
I decided to switch it up because of the simple fact of…the same trivia over and over gets boring. I will switch from MLP to Series Of Unfortunate Events to Beautiful Creatures.
MAY THE ODDS BE EVER IN YOUR FAVOR!