District 9 Reaping

If I have not made this clear already, I AM NOT DOING THE JUSTICE BUILDING PARTS ANYMORE. They're just too complicated and after a while I get bored of writing. I'm just trying to get through the reapings now, no offence. You all make great characters; I don't think there's really one I dislike this time. Enjoy the Chapter and May the Odds be Ever in Your Favour!

Cersai Grace Helms POV

Mother I miss you so much. Every day is awful; father has only got worse since your death. I know he killed you, but I have no way to prove it. I look in the mirror at myself and with my finger, trace the scar on my face. It's a big one; I got it a while ago, before my mother died. I saw something I shouldn't have. My father isn't just aggressive; he's smart. He knows how to make something look like an accident or a "mysterious illness". He's left me alone recently; he's been putting more pressure on my younger brother Garrett since the games have started again. He trains Garrett excessively; the dark circles under his eyes are evidence enough. We're safe for now though. He won't hurt either of us while there's a possibility we'll get reaped. He wants us strong, so we can win. The only reason he doesn't train me is because I'm a girl and as a result, he doesn't make me get tesserae in case I get reaped and "disgrace" him. I'd rather disgrace him than disgrace my mother multiple times by killing other people. I've still covered for Garrett a few times, just so he doesn't get reaped. I wake up early so my father will still be sleeping and I notice Garrett's already gone. I sneak down to the kitchen but when I get there, my dad is already waiting for me, a mug in his hand.

"Good morning Cersai" he smiles at me, almost in a friendly way.

"Good morning father. I'm just on my way out" I say quickly and head for the door.

"Not so fast; sit down. I want a word with you."

He grabs me by the shoulder and leads me to a chair where he sits me down.

"So young lady, you haven't by any chance been getting tesserae have you?" he asks and I gulp; how does he know.

"N-no" I stammer.

"Liar!" he slams down the mug and it shatters "I'll ask you again. Did you get tesserae?"

"O-only a few times."

"Good, we're getting somewhere. So what, pray tell, have you been doing with the oil and grain?"

"I-I-I-"

"Tell me the truth Cersai!"

"I gave it away."

My father smirks.

"Oh gave it away. Gave it away did you?" he mimics my voice "Your telling me you haven't be getting tesserae for your brother?"

"No."

"Really? So by that deduction, the head peacekeeper lied when he told me you were both in the same amount of times, correct?"

"He- he could have miscounted."

"No, I don't think he did. I think you are a dirty little liar who needs to be punished" my father picks up the urn containing my mother's ashes and holds it as if he's going to throw it "And I think your mother agrees."

"No! Please don't. I'll do whatever you want just don't."

"Tell me the truth Cersai."

"I d-did it. I just didn't want him to get hurt. I'm sorry father."

My father carefully places the urn back on the shelf and turns back towards me.

"Get out" he commands.

"What?" I whimper.

"Get out!"

I open the door and run out. I hear a smash as I leave and I'm unsure what it is but don't turn back.

Terrian Demetrius POV

"Home, home on the range" sings my friend Riley as we farm grain together "where the deer and the antelope play."

"What?" I laugh at her.

"Shut up. You know that song means I work faster."

"Really? Tell me, do all hard workers have terrible taste in music?"

Riley looks offended and then goes to get another sickle.

"Hey Terrian?" she calls.

"What?" I turn to her.

"Take this!"

She swings the sickle at me but I block it with mine. We have a very quick fight before she pounces on me and holds me down, the sickle poised at my neck. With the arm she's not holding down I grab my sickle and go to slam it down on her fingers. She gasps and moves her hand away and in a quick movement I pin her on the floor, pushing the sickle out of her reach. Weirdly, she doesn't struggle and for a brief moment we just lie there, looking at each other. Then she smiles.

"You've improved" she laughs "But you're still not as good as me."

"Pfft, I'm sorry, who pinned who?" I reply jokingly.

"Alright, alright, just get the hell off of me."

I get off and help her up.

"Are you nearly done?" she asks.

"More or less; but do you really wanna go to the reaping?"

"Not in the least. Unfortunately, as you know, we have to."

"Who even cares?"

"The peacekeepers mainly; and your parents."

"Are you trying to convince me to go or to stay?"

"Come on, Terrian; you know they love you really."

I suppose she's right. I'm an only child which is a good thing if you consider the fact I don't get tesserae that often but it's a bad thing if your parents are as protective as mine. My mom freaks out whenever I talk about the Capitol or peacekeepers or the Careers. God I hate them. Just thinking about those arrogant bastards makes me mad. My mom knows it. Heck, all of district 9 does, peacekeepers included. Still, Riley keeps me grounded and she's ok for a girl.

"Ok here's a deal; kiss me and I'll go with you" I suggest.

She rolls her eyes.

"Nice try."

I get up and we head to the reaping. I wonder sometimes if Riley has feelings for me. I don't even know if I have feelings for her. I guess I'd volunteer if she got reaped but that's just so those Career dickheads wouldn't hurt her. Eurgh, what's the use thinking about it? The truth is, a relationship where you're always terrified is about as good as no relationship at all.

Cersai Grace Helms POV

I'm still trying to blink away the tears. I'd never cry in front of my father; it'd just make him worse. I usually cry in private but I had to meet up with my friend Karla and of course she would have asked what was wrong. She doesn't know about my father or Garrett because I never talk about them but I'm pretty sure she has her suspicions. I sign in just like I did last year and I feel exactly the same way; confused. In a way, being reaped would let me escape. I don't fear death any longer. But I couldn't leave Garrett alone; and I don't rate my chances of winning. I probably won't be reaped anyway. I didn't get tesserae for Garrett that much. Rebecca Lorenzo walks on stage and I've got to say, for a Capitol woman, she looks pretty normal. Her hair is chocolate brown (previously fluorescent green) and her skin is tanned. She has a sort of Spanish look about her except for her eyes which look like a cat's; I'm pretty sure it was surgically done as they didn't look that way last year.

"Welcome to the 77th Hunger Games Reaping! For those of you who don't know, my name is Rebecca Lorenzo" she speaks very slowly, making her sound more than a little condescending.

She does the usual reaping bowl routine, picking the girl first.

"And the female tribute is… Cersai Grace Helms!"

What? Me? But I was only in there like, 10 times, tops. Wasn't I? I hug Karla quickly and then walk up there as the tears begin to flow. I have only one objective now; to get my brother away from my father. By whatever means necessary.

Terrian Demetrius POV

We are late in the end. A peacekeeper comes towards us but it's just Ron; he's a trainee peacekeeper so he's not totally brainwashed and therefore a pretty decent human being.

"Where have you been?" he hisses.

"Hey chill out Ron; we're here aren't we?" I grin.

"Oh, just sign in and get into your crowds!"

We do this quickly but while laughing despite being told to shut up by other peacekeepers. Ah, who needs them? They're just "glorified security guards" as Ron puts it. I breathe a sigh of relief when Riley isn't picked. The girl who does go up looks around my age, maybe slightly younger, although she looks seriously nervous. I feel kind of bad for her, but not bad enough to replace her with Riley. I wait in anticipation as Rebecca Lorenzo's hand hovers over the reaping bowl.

"Get on with it" I yell.

Everyone starts laughing and Rebecca huffs but at least it does the trick. Meanwhile I'm pull out of line by the peacekeepers. Nobody looks round; they know who I am. Rebecca takes a reaping paper out and unfolds it.

"Terrian Demetrius" she says almost spitefully.

The peacekeepers let go of me and push me forward, sniggering.

"Oh yes, it's hilarious" I say sarcastically.

I walk up to the stage with my head held high.

"Well someone got their comeuppance" Rebecca chuckles.

Nobody laughs.

"Fine; Ladies and Gentleman, this year's district 9 tributes, Cersai Grace Helms and Terrian Demetrius."

When Riley looks at me with tears in her eyes, I come back to reality. This is bad. I don't know how I'm gonna do it but I think it's time to remind the Capitol what I rebel looks like and how they can win the games. God knows I'll have to if I wanna see Riley again.

I quite like Terrian now I've written his POV and Cersai seems quite sweet don't ya think? It's been hard for me to get this up but I'm glad I have; 3 reapings to go!