Last week of school is next week, so more chapters. Also make sure you favorite or follow the story because of the bet I'm doing. Here's District 6.
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TJ Vitras (17,6
"You two, go find some loyalties to the Capitol and kill them," the new leader of the gang, Judy Vitras, order, pointing at Carlos and I. Judy took over the "business" after our fathers died a few years ago when they tried to make a proposition to the other gangs. The other gangs disagreed and a fight broke out involving guns, killing our fathers in the process.
"But they're just kids," someone protest.
Judy glare at him for not speaking when spoken to. "That may be Marth but if they want to be in charge once they turn eighteen then they have to do it," she hiss.
"But ma'am," Marth said, ignoring Judy's look. "What if the boys get caught or get killed? Surely, the loyalists will inform the peacekeepers and kill them on the spot."
Judy take out her gun and point it at him, for ignoring her warning and protesting. She press the trigger button and shoot him right in the chest. Marth fell backwards in shock. His breathing turning shallow until he give one final breath and stop breathing right after that. "Anyone else wants to protest?" She ask. Everyone already knows not to protest or argue with her because that meant death, being shot to death. Or maybe if she was less merciful then the protestor or arguer get tied to wall while getting thrown at with knives multiple times till the victim dies. "Well then...if no one else wants to protest then Carlos and TJ go. The rest of you are dismissed!" She yell.
Carlos and I share a look together. This is our first raid in two months, and we're getting sent to complete the raid and not die in the process. We grab our guns and slipped them in our pockets same as the knives.
We walk out, trying to figure out which were the loyalists and those who were not. Carlos's point at one, and we walk to her. "So, pretty lady, how are you?" I flash her a dazzling smile, which she seem to like.
She give a small laugh, "Aren't you going to introduce me to your friend?"
"I'm Carlos and that's TJ," Carlos interrupt. "What's your name?"
"I'm Addy Stone," Addy flirt. "So are you two going to enjoy the reaping today? I love the reaping, and love the Capitol. This summer I'm going there for the summer," she gush, blurting out the information we need. I pulled out the gun, and shot her in the abdomen. She let out a small scream as she put her hand to her abdomen and saw blood on her pink coated fingernails. "Why did you...do...that?" She manage to say, before Addy give one final breath, her life slipping away with every passing moment.
A crowd gather around us whispering rumors like a wildfire. Rumors like, "She got stabbed"... "serves her right"... "Not the brightest apple from what I heard"... "I heard someone wanted revenge for cheating on her boyfriend." A few people let out a small shriek as they saw who got shot. The gorgeous, rude, and spoiled girl that walked around the District, having a superior attitude saying things like, "You suck... I could do much better than that..." when she really can't. Well at least Judy will be happy, Addy and her weathly family has been a thorn to her side for so long.
"Oh my baby. My sweet little girl," I'm assuming her mother sob. "Whoever did this to her, you Will Pay!" Suddenly, her dark blue close to the shade of black scanned the crowd until she laid her beady eyes on us. "Peacekeepers, arrest those two for killing my daughter!" she screech. Peacekeepers storm right at us, guns loaded with bullets preparing to shoot at us. It's an unfair advantage since the peacekeepers have bullet proof vests and every inch of their bodies cover with white padding. The only body part that's not covered is their neck.
Carlos and I grab our guns from our pockets and aimed them at the peacekeepers. The nearby citizens running frantic, hurrying to get far away from the attack with the peacekeepers and us. They don't want to get hurt or killed in the process.
We duck as soon as they fire the guns. We ran, only turning around to shoot them. A few peacekeepers and those who couldn't run fast enough was caught in the battlefield, dying after a few moments after the bullets hit them. Carlos dug around his pockets looking for his knife and aimed it at the leading peacekeeper. The knife fly towards the aim person and hit him in the neck, cutting of his windpipe and creating a nasty cut which blood started to flow out thick as a tree root. The peacekeepers slowed down as the injured peacekeeper collapse dead on the ground.
We sped up, the peacekeepers falling behind with every step we took. The destination came closer and closer. No one could hit us once we enter our area. The gangs have their own little area in District 6.
We open the door rather hastily. Everyone look at us strangely as though we were murderers killing people left and right. "Report," Judy command, looking rather please at us especially on our blood splatter clothes.
Carlos open his mouth and explain, "We found a girl and you would be pleased that we killed Addy Stone, the loyalist. The peacekeepers chased us and we shot a few and I manage to kill the leading peacekeeper slowing the others down."
"Excellent," Judy grinn like an insane person. Apparently she's please that Carlos and her own fucking son just risk their bloody necks trying to kill loyalists to the Capitol.
"Anyways, those of you ages twelve to eighteen better get ready for the reaping," She said, clapping her hands together.
About twenty people ages twelve to eighteen shift nervously and a few brave souls move first, expecting the leader to yell at them for moving.
I pull off my sweaty sweatshirt and put on a black collared shirt and black pants. I tuck my pocket knife in my pocket just in case any trouble starts brewing at the reaping. I greet Carlos once I step out.
"Everyone else left," Carlos shrug. We follow each other to the reaping.
We stand clamp together before the escort Mitchel came on stage, a huge grin plaster on his face. "Happy Hunger Games and may the odds be ever in your favor..."
"Emmy Feilds."
"Rebecca Angel."
The girl name Rebecca punch the escort in the face and escort inside with the peacekeepers.
"Bianco Valet."
"Roland River."
Someone shout "I volunteer!" that look exactly like Rebecca Angel.
"TJ Vitras."
My eyes widen in shock for a second before I went to the stage, calmly.
"Carlos Grigori."
Carlos, my only friend, came on stage calm and collective.
Carlos Grigori (17,6)
"Everyone up!" The right hand man, Tod exclaim, turning on the lights blinding everyone.
I shut my eyes, tightly as the blinding lights hit. I shuffle and put on a sweatshirt and pants before walking down to the meeting room, where the leader, Judy Vitras stand with pride and respect. "Good morning everyone, hope you slept well... I want two people to kill loyalists to the almighty Capitol." Her voice dropped to below a regular voice but still held authority and respect. "You two, go find some loyalists to the Capitol and kill them." Judy point at TJ and I.
Apparently, someone want to argue with her, "But they're just kids."
Judy's expression turn cold and her icy gaze glare at the pathetic excuse of a man, but he didn't show cowardice like others did when they speak out of turn. "That may be true, Marth, but if they want to be in charge once they turn eighteen then they have to do it," she hiss.
"But ma'am," Marth continue to argue with her. Clearly, this man has a death wish. No one argues with the leader. "What if they get caught or killed? Surely, the loyalists will inform the peacekeepers and will kill them on the spot."
Judy roll her eyes as she took out her gun. She press the trigger and shoot him right in the chest. Blood flowed out of him thickly. He stand there frozen for a few seconds before he fell over and hit the ground. Marth's breathing turned shallower and shallower with a passing second. Pretty soon, he'll die due to blood loss. "Anyone else wants to protest?" She ask, innocent like. Everyone didn't dare to talk or murmur with Judy in front of them. She's impatient today and will be merciful giving a quick death to whoever spoke out in protest. Whenever she's patient she will give anyone a long torture till the person dies. It's somewhat quite enjoyable to watch, the long painful death. "Well then...if no one wants to protest then TJ and Carlos go. The rest of you is dismissed!" Judy yelled.
TJ and I share a curious look together, and gather our stuff together. I put my knife in the left pocket and my gun in the right pocket. Easy to access whenever there's trouble especially on a raid, where peacekeepers try and shoot us.
TJ and I walk outside in the hot, warm weather of June. The sun shining bright on us as our eyes scan the crowd looking for any signs. My eyes lock on the shiny slightly curl red head talking to someone. I pointed at her and we stroll along innocently till we reached her. "So, pretty lady, how are you?" TJ ask, flashing her a smile that charms her.
She give a small laugh, "Aren't you going to introduce me to your friend?"
"I'm Carlos and that's TJ," I said before TJ could. "What's your name?"
"I'm Addy Stone," Addy flirt. "So are you two going to enjoy the reaping? I love the reaping and this summer I'm going there for the whole summer," she gushed. She trust people way too much and she blurt out the information we needed. TJ pull out his gun from his pocket and shoot her in the abdomen. Addy's fingers move to her abdomen and look at her fingers. Her eyes widen slightly, as her pale skin turn paler than normal and she collapse. Addy's breathing slightly off for a second then turn to hallow for her last few breaths. "Why did you...do...that?" She manage to ask, her eyelids drooping. One final breath and she never breathed again.
A crowd try to move closer but couldn't. An odd death in the late morning. The crowd whispering wondering how the rude, but yet gorgeous, and spoiled girl died. What the crowd doesn't know that the two murderers are standing in front of them, so they made up rumors about how she died. Rumors like, "She got stabbed,"... "Serves her right..." "Not the brightest apple from what I heard..." "I heard that someone wanted revenge for cheating on her boyfriend..." The last one almost made me want to laugh, it wasn't revenge but strictly business. Of course, Judy always complain about the Stone family being a thorn to her side.
"Oh my baby. My sweet little girl," the woman that look almost exactly like Addy sob. "Whoever did this You Will Pay!" She exclaimed. Her beady dark eyes look around the gathering crowd until her eyes stopped at us. "Peacekeepers arrest those two for killing my daughter!" Peacekeepers push everyone away, holding their guns aiming right at us. It's pointless to run but maybe if we zigzag through the people we won't get injured. The peacekeepers press the trigger and fire at us, bullets race past us as we duck. TJ and I ran and shoot the peacekeepers, hoping to kill some.
I have an idea! I started shoving my hand in my pocket looking for the knife I stash in my pocket. I look back, slowing my speed just a tiny bit and aimed it at the peacekeeper who's gaining on us. I hit it, hoping it reach the planned destination; the neck. A success, the leading peacekeeper slow down the others by falling on his knees then on his back.
We speed up close to the gang area, taking long strides till we crossed the border. We huff and puff, our hearts beating hardly like its about to fall out of our chests. TJ and I open the doors rather hastily; exhaust from the run trying not to die or get injured. Everyone look at us like we just murdered people which we did. "Report," Judy said.
"We found a girl and you would be pleased that we killed Addy Stone; the loyalist. The peacekeepers chased us and we shot a few and I killed the leading peacekeeper, slowing the others down," I explain.
"Excellent."
"Anyways, those of you ages twelve to eighteen better get ready for the reaping," Judy said, clapping her hands together. About twenty people ages twelve to eighteen shift nervously and a few brave souls moved first, expecting the leader to yell at them for moving.
I put on a T-shirt and jeans and wait outside for TJ to come out. "Everyone else left," I said. We follow each other to the reaping and sign in.
We stand clamp together before the escort Mitchel came on stage, a huge grin plaster on his face. "Happy Hunger Games and may the odds be ever in your favor..."
"Emmy Fields."
"Rebecca Angel."
"Bianco Valet."
Someone shout I volunteer for a little guy
"TJ Vitras."
"Carlos Grigori."
I walked on stage, calm and collective.
Bianco Valet (15,6)
I check the engine of the Mercedes, making sure everything's working properly before the Mercedes goes off to the Capitol for the lucky one to own this car.
"Another car just got delivered," Zabel said, wiping his hands on his uniform.
"Is it a nice Cadillac?" I couldn't contain my ethusisaum in my voice.
Zabel laugh, "Nope."
My smile fade a little before I check the time. My shift is over. "See you later," I said, as I unlock my bike.
I ride my bike to town, taking the long way home instead of the smooth dirt trail. It seem very busy for some odd reason. The crowd didn't ease up as I continue to say excuse me multiple times so I don't run over anyone. "Did you hear," a woman whisper nearby to her friend. What could be so interesting to block my path? "I heard that Addy Stone got shot or stabbed."
"Excuse me, ma'am, why is it so busy?" I tap her on the shoulder to get her attention.
"Addy Stone, got stabbed or shot but we won't know the cause of death till they do the autopsy," she explain very distant though. Addy Stone? The snobby, rich girl at school died. At least I don't have to hear her bragging anymore.
I pushed my bike till the crowd ease up and ride all the way home.
I slam the door causing everyone to look up. "What's wrong?" Mom asked.
I shrug her off and put on a T-shirt and jeans. "I'm going to climb the tree tell me when it's reaping time," I mutter.
I climb the big oak, putting my foot on a low branch. The branch snap as I put my weight on it causing me to lose my balance. I would've fell if my hands lost their grip on the branch. I hang there, my hands getting sweaty and slippery with each passing moment. I couldn't fall or I would get injure. And I don't want to see the doctor today. My eyes scan the tree quickly, I am hanging by my fingertips now, I found a branch not far from me.
I angle my foot on the branch and slowly slid over, trying to regain my strength. I felt my bone move as I slid down to the branch. I look at my wrist, moving it hoping I didn't break it. Move my fingers and no sign of pain. I put weight on my wrist and almost passed out. I lower my self gently, hopping down once I'm closer to the ground.
"Mom!" I cry out.
Mom ran out worrying, "What's wrong?"
"My wrist hurts," I tell her.
"Cav, get out here," Rayce said, concern.
"What's wrong?" Cav ask.
"Bianco's wrist hurts," Rayce tell him. "We should see a doctor and get it check out."
Cav nodd and went inside to get Azuma. Azuma look at us concern, but didn't ask. We hike to the doctor's office carefully. The hospital almost look empty besides the alcoholics and the morphine addicts.
"What may be the problem?" The doctor ask.
"It's her wrist. She was climbing the tree and somehow hurt her wrist," Rayce explain.
The doctor nod and examine my wrist carefully, "It doesn't seem to be a fracture. It's just a small sprain should be healed two to three days." He wrap up the wrist and said to me to stay off it.
Cav look at his watch and tell us, "It'll be easier to go to the reaping. It starts in five minutes."
We walk to the reaping. Azuma and I sign in and wait for the escort to come on stage. Mitchel came on stage and chose the first name. "Emmy Feilds.
"Rebecca Angel."
"Bianco Valet."
I squeak excitement. I wasn't shock that my name just been call. The Hunger Games were a big adventure and thrill. And I am honored to get pick for this year's game.
Emmy Fields (12,6)
I ate my sandwich slowly, and someone sat down right beside me looking malnourished. I could see her bones clearly and how pale she was. I handed her my sandwhich and she gobble it up really fast. "Thanks," the strange girl said. "I'm Hattie."
"Emmy," I said and smiled at her. "Do you want to come over to my house after school?"
"Sure."
After school, Hattie and I walked back to my house, unaware of what we'll soon find out. Peacekeepers gathered around my house, Oskar held Olivia on his shoulders whose gnawing on a blue crayon. I notice Mom and Dad handcuffed and dragged away to a nearby car. What's going to happen to them?
Hattie and I stood together, unable to move. I was too shocked to know what is happening. How can someone do this to us? What will become of us? Will Olivia, Oskar and I get sent to an orphanage or something worse? What did my parents do to deserve such a fate to the one they're about to get. "Emmy, thank god you're here but I'd wish you weren't though so that you don't have to see this," Oskar said, with many tears running down his face.
"Why? What's happening?" I asked, panic filled my voice. Why is there many peacekeepers here?
"Mom and Dad are going to go to the Capitol..."
"That's not to bad," Hattie blurted out.
"Emmy, Mom and Dad are turning into avoxes" Oskar finish, putting Olivia down on the concrete.
I stood there unable to process anything. Mom and Dad getting turn to avoxes, why? I remember Mom handing me a paper bag for lunch and her smiling face. Her sunken cheeks as if we couldn't afford food. Dad drinking steamy coffee from his favorite mug while reading the newspaper. The warm hugs whenever I felt down or when I did bad on a test. How can the Capitol do this to us?! Olivia will never know our parents and I'll probably soon forget.
I took Hattie home while I sobbed on the way. I already miss them too much. It wasn't like a sleepover at Devon's, Jess' or Lizbeth's houses where we have fun and spend the night seeing who can stay awake the longest. I never succeeded only staying up till ten thirty. I live by mother's moto, early to bed, early to rise.
She hugged me tightly and went inside her house while I stood there. I couldn't stop crying. It isn't fair! I carefully walked back trying to breathe through my noise but couldn't, just let hysterics out.
I got to my house quickly and lied down on the couch. I grab a pillow and screamed in it, all my anger went into the pillow. Oskar put down a steaming, hot bowl full of soup in front of me. I didn't touched the bowl or anything just stared at the ceiling. Oskar ate all his soup and put Olivia on the couch right next to me and putting on something children show for her while Oskar sat down right next me. He brushed my bangs out of my face and pulled me up a little bit. "Em, talk to me," He whisper, rubbing my back.
"It's not fair," I choked back a sob.
"Emmy, everything will be alright. I'll take the role of the parent and help you with what you need," he explain.
"But happens when we run out of food?" I asked.
"We still have plenty of food but once it runs out, I'll start to look for a job so you don't have to worry," Oskar reassured. "Trust me."
"Okay," I murmured.
"Good girl, now you should eat your supper before it cools down," He said, standing up and handed me the cool bowl. I ate a little bit but didn't have the appetite.
I grabbed my homework from my backpack and got out a pencil and started to do my homework. I wrote all the answers and read a little bit of a picture book which I loved to read so much.
"Emmy, I found this," Oskar said coming downstairs and headed towards me. He handed me a small locket with a picture of all of us.
"Thanks," I said taking the locket and put it on my neck. Now I'll have my parents with me.
Rebecca Angel (15,6) and Walter Angel (16)
I cuddled next to Max's warm body. Her mahogany hair spread across the pillow she was sleeping on. Max's radiant body seem to glow in the shadow of the moon. I wanted to kiss those ruby red lips and watch a romantic movie together. Max whispered to me, "Go to sleep, Becca."
"I'm not tired," I admitted to her. "Let's talk."
That seems to get Max's attention. Her chocolate eyes open up and sat up. "Okay, just for a little bit... What happen to your parents?"
"They died in a fire. It was bad," I said.
"What happen?"
"When Becca was 7 and I was 8 we were both sleeping in our beds at home... Becca sleeping peacefully on her bed while I stayed awake looking at the window, since I couldn't sleep. All of a sudden, I saw this mysterious person standing at the trees hidden in the shadows. He looked angry and lit the apartment using a lighter... Small flames were licking the ground and I didn't panic until...
"You told me you were sleeping," I accused.
"Becca... Anyways, the ground soon had lots of flames on it and was spreading rapidly. I panicked and grab a bag full of some items. Few clothes, and dolls for Becca and my toy car... When I looked back outside I saw the whole building in flames and I didn't had much time to get out, I only had one choice to make save Rebecca. I woke her up and she went back to sleep. I pulled her off the bed and ran with her. She must've dropped her bunny because she started crying...
"I went in the living room where Mom and Dad were or was there. We ran out of the door quickly. We were trapped, flames cornered us and didn't know what to do until Becca decided to run back in and hide. I followed her and we hid in a closet, hidden. We heard our cat, Mittens cried out in pain and heard nothing else. Rebecca clung to me, shaking and I held on to her. She past out soon afterwards and I wasn't that far behind her. We knew nothing else," Walter explain, calmly.
"I never knew that," Max admitted.
"We hate talking about it," I hissed.
"I could see why... So what happen to the bag?" Max asked.
"We still have it but I didn't want Becca to remember so I hid it," he said.
Walter walked over to the closet and grabbed a black bag that seem to have a small oder to it. He pulled out my favorite dolls, Anna, Chloe and Bella. Chloe was a ballerina and had a major crush on Jasper. Anna was a worker and had a few children and Bella a bride. I thought they've been burned during the great fire but at least Walter saved a few of them.
"Did you went back to the site?" Max asked, caressing Rebecca.
"I did. I even went inside it but it spooked me out that I never return to it, " Rebecca spoke softly.
"What did you find?"
"I found human bones underneath the rubble. But the worst of all I felt a presence there and it didn't felt safe there. So I ran and never return," I whispered.
"Creepy," Walter said.
"It's getting late and I am tired," Max yawned. We all agreed and went back to where we were sleeping at. I laid down next to Max and cuddled next to her before I fell asleep next to her.
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Allying:
Mollie, Emmy and Bronwyn are allying together.
Carlos and TJ are allying with Saya and Aluma
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Bianco is looking for someone who likes thrill