Elias Winn POV

I stand by the tesserae shelter where the Peacekeepers hand out bags of wheat and grains to children risking their life's for their families. I wait until the child walks away with some money or food staples and then make my move. I strut up to the kid who just collected his earnings, knowing my next prey. I signal my buff 'friends' to go in and collect. They cornered the young boy into an alleyway. He looks scared and confused as he tries to cover his face with his curly black hair. Bernard, the tall of the two, throws a punch to his upper chest. The child moans in pain, as he knows what they want. He hands over the money and grains and stumbles away. I smile with my bodyguards as they hand over most of what they got and keep some for what they deserved in serving me.

I hear the shout of a man from behind me. I turn around and see a middle-aged bald man glaring at me. He pulls out his gun and loads it pointing at me. I freeze in terror and look left and right and notice my bodyguards sprinting off in the markets.

'Move it,' he shouts, not moving the weapon, 'and drop the money.' My hands unclench and the contents fall to the ground. I walk backwards slowly noticing the silence crowd that has gathered. I manage to reach the corner of the road. Quickly turning, I run as fast as I can to District 5's largest power plant.

I arrive at the compound, and open the doors to the inside filled with a buzz of electricity. There are rows and rows of desks and chairs occupied by children and wires, monitors and engines. I find the staircase and quickly start climbing. After some time I reach the next floor and turn right down the hallway to the offices. I find the one that says Mader Winn, my father. I burst inside to find my dad on the phone, yet again. He looks pretty stressed out since his hair is all pulled back and he is shaking. He signals me to be quiet as I hear him say in a stern voice, 'Yes, yes Jasper I understand…I know, I know.' He flicks his hand telling me to go away. Wow my own father doesn't even want me, I think to myself. I leave the building feeling hopeless.

I find the key under the pot plant and unlock the door to my wealthy house. I go inside and sit myself down on the couch. My dad earns a fair bit at work to afford a fair few luxuries. I walk into the kitchen and grab a packet of chips. I rip them open and lay my plump body on the couch. I stuff my mouth with chips in silence except the crunch of the chips. There is an announcement over the District.

'The reapings with commence in one hour.' I roll over and groan, tired and not excited for the afternoon.

Spice Turrent POV

My alarm ticks off at the stroke of daylight. I roll over on the floor, stretching my back. I get up out of the skinny mattress pushing my blonde hair out of my eyes. I lift up my pile of clothes stacked neatly in a pile. I pick up an aqua jumpsuit to match my lime green eyes. I tie up my worn-down shoes and head for the same usual daily plan.

I walk past the markets smelling all the stores getting organized. I make my way to the plant, for a long day of shifts. I open the front door and a massive heat wave hits me as I see the seats empty. I hear a murmur in the meeting room over to the right. I walk in and see all the workers listening to Mr. Winn, our boss. He seems to have had a stressful morning so far sweating and shaking.

'Children and young adults, as you know every year the Hunger Games interrupt our schedule. So today, only the ones who need to participate in the reapings shall leave at midday and the rest of you shall stay and continue your work.' I sigh with fear of what I have to face even with the rare chances and anger against the Capitol for putting the citizens of Panem into this.

I find the station with the tag S.T., my initials, and see the work left for me in the short period of time I have. I clean the workspace, leaving my tools and an engine. I grab the blowtorch and cut out a triangle, to fit the engine. I am about halfway through burning the metal when I feel a killing pain in my right hand as I burn it. I keep silent and bite my lip so hard to bring away the pain. I look down to see a burn stretching from my wrist to my fingertip. I know I can't carry on the day like this and go to get help.

I walk up to Mr. Winn who is currently observing the children's latest engines and machinery changes and fixes.

'Excuse me- excuse me, Mr. Winn, sir,' I continuously ask as he ignores me.

'SIR!' I scream getting his attention. I see him glare as he turns to face me. I show him my arm not saying anything. His eyes grow bigger and he looks angry.

'YOU IDIOT, YOU FUCKING IDIOT. WHAT HAVE YOU DONE? LEAVE, GET OUT NOW!' He screams at me as I start to grow smaller. My eyesight because fuzzy as I feel the tears come to my eyes as I run off outside away from the building. Anywhere but here.

I run down an alleyway into a corner and hide behind some crates. I sob in pain and also scared and freaked out of the way he acted. I realize I need to earn some money for mother or she will notice that something went wrong at work. I realize I better do what I'm best at, stealing.

I follow a man through the markets who stops and talks to the stall owner. I pretend I am waiting in line behind him and creep my hand unnoticeably into his baggy pant's pocket. I feel around and find a couple of coins and am happy that is all I need. He doesn't know what has happened even after I leave looking and seeing that what I got is more that I would have even earned at the plant.

Elias Winn POV

I look around nervously as I got my finger pricked and blood taken. I was looking for the peacekeeper that pulled the gun at me. I am still freaked out about it, I mean I could have died!

'Now I would like to thank you all for coming today for the 150th reapings for the Hunger Games. What a wonderful anniversary celebrating the Capitol's ownership of all the Districts. I would like to all give a lovely warm welcome to Cast Evans one of finest and most respected victors currently living in District Five,' the mayor says with great pleasure. Cast walks to the stage comfortably and thanks and apologizes to the children of our District. He is really not like any other escort I have known in my whole life. He just wore a baggy singlet and some jeans, not dressed up all weird and crazy like the stylist of the Capitol. He walks over to one of the giant glass bowls filled with words that could kill someone's life if you get the right one. Not making a big deal, Cast picks one up at random and walks back to the center of the stage, unpeeling it as he goes.

'Miss. Spice Turrent,' he reads trying to hide the pain I can see in his hazel brown eyes. No one makes a sound as a 15-year-old girl puts on a solid face. She must know that this is the end.

'Elias Winn,' is what I hear all of a sudden. I freeze and break down knowing that this is my fate. I fall to my knees and cry and sob. I don't care anymore about if people think that the big strong guy is crying because this is my life being swept away and I will never see them again. Peacekeepers grab me by my shoulders and haul me up to the stage. I look down at the thousands of faces some solemn and upset for us and others laughing at my breakdown. Cast says some stuff I don't even remember and then we are taken inside the Justice Building.

I wait in the enclosed room by myself wondering why my dad isn't here. I look out the window to the hallway and see my dad arguing with on of the peacekeepers on guard. The officer shakes his head and dad walks away from him. As he goes he looks into my eyes and shakes his head. I never got to say goodbye to my father.

Spice Turrent POV

I waited at the Town Square for almost 3 hours now. I was the first one to arrive even before the peacekeepers starting setting up. I just got so stressed about it like I do every year. One boy, one girl from each District and District 5's chances are never good being just after the careers. Some people are starting to arrive now as the Mayor side stage prepares his speech over and over again and again.

Soon after some wait the Town Square is packed with parents, children, peacekeepers and VIPs. Cast gives a little talk about the general information that we all already know about. Now for the moment of truth I think as Cast makes his way to the female bowl. He dunks his hand in and picks it up. Your name is only in their 3 times out of over a thousand, why should it be you. He coughs and then says the name.

'Spice Turrent.' I close my eyes and pray to God. As much as I want to run away and cry a river I know I can't. I pinch my arm as I make my long walk to the platform. I stand beside Cast as he does the males. A million thoughts run through my mind as he does the ceremony. A boy falls to the ground crying and crying and then eventually gets dragged to stand beside me. His name is Elias, Elias Winn. When I shake his hand it all comes to me. He is the son of my boss. My boss who was rude to me. My boss who punishes me and pays me less than minimum wage.

My mother walks through the doors of the Justice Building to meet me. We hug and kiss and she tells me many tricks and plans that just go through one ear and out the other. She is than ripped away from me leaving me in absolute silence. I think to myself, I will Elias for revenge on his father and I will make it torturous.

What was the team on a mission to District 13 attacked by? – 20 points

Name the four members of Katniss's stylist team? – 30 points

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I wanna give a shout out to Ryan22000 since he is a great fanfiction friend of mine and his story is going great. He is up to about the third day of the 54th Hunger Games! My character is Pascal from district 6. He is going well and has a pretty good alliance. KEEP ON READING!

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