Hey Guys! I hope you enjoyed the district 1 reapings! I'm really sorry about all the grammar issues in that chapter! But like I said, I am new at writing so I didn't know about some of that stuff. I hope that I have done a better job with it this chapter! I will have more questions at the end of the chapter! So make sure to review and answer the questions. One final thing is that I will eventually start putting polls up, so I would love it if you would vote in them! Thank you too Mon Devou for Auriel, and IQuest for India respectively. Auriel's POV

"And this one?" questions the trainer.

" Oh come on Donovan! They're the oldest berries in the book! I'm not in kindergarten anymore! I declare.

"Then what is it?" Asks Donovan, my personal trainer.

" Nightlock!" I say exasperated!

"And what is so special about these berries?" Donovan fires back.

"They are the most lethal berries out there. They can kill you in an instant." I say with a tone of boredom in my voice.

"Very good." Says Donovan.

Donovan knows these questions are so below me. I'm a Lèpou after all! And personally I believe I am the best one yet. I am different then all the other victors from my family tree. I'm not a weapon fanatic. I know how to survive. I know how to live off wild plants and berries unlike most careers who without sponsors or food from the cornucopia, are completely helpless in terms of food.

"You know, I still don't believe the whole accidental food poisoning story." Says Donovan.

"What are you getting at?" I question.

"You and I both know that Jonah was going to be the chosen volunteer. You and I both also know that you know more about poisonous plants and herbs then anybody! You and I both also know that this is your last chance to volunteer, and represent district 2!" Donovan exclaims.

"So are you accusing me of purposely poisoning Jonah so he couldn't volunteer?" I say with disgust.

"YES!" declares Donovan.

"Then you would be correct!" I say. "And I'm not ashamed! I will do what I have to do to volunteer and win these games! My plan worked, didn't it? Who's the chosen volunteer now?" I shout.

"Well you are." says Donovan.

Every time I do an interview, every time I am a guest of honor at a capitol party, and every time I sleep in my bed in the victor's village, Jonah's going to die inside. It won't just be the money and the fame and keeping the family tradition of being a victor alive that will be my reward. It will be seeing Jonah beat. Beat by me!

I have been out to get revenge on Jonah ever since the age of ten. Eight years ago, the family elders and former victors decided to see for themselves who should be the chosen volunteer between me and Jonah when it became time. Jonah won, and I have a scar by a sword all across my chest to prove it. Well now he is going to watch his rival cousin win the Hunger Games that he was supposed to be winning himself. Revenge is so sweet.

India's POV

I stand in the long line waiting to get my hand zapped. So many kids in my line are talking about how they are going to volunteer today, or a couple years down the road when they're older, or how the chosen volunteers have it in the bag. I won't ever volunteer except if one of my really close friends Ember, Lia, Crystal, or Fia gets reaped.

I am a very strong fighter in combat, and I know that my chances would be great in the Hunger Games! I would never volunteer though unless it was to save a friend because even if your chances of winning are fantastic, nothing is a guarantee. Especially in The Hunger Games.

After I've gotten my hand zapped, I head over to the 17 year old section. Everyone talks including me and my four best friends while we wait. After a long while our escort finally comes on stage. She shows us the same boring video about the rebellion that we watch every single year, and then draws the female slip.

"The female tribute representing district 2 is... India Pirwin!" Declares the escort.

All of a sudden it hits me like a ton of bricks. I have been chosen to fight to the death in the hunger games. I never thought that it would happen this way. I had always thought that if I was ever in the hunger games it would be because I volunteered to protect a friend, but no.

I hear some oohs amd ahhs form the crowd as I make my way to the stage. I look stunning with my short ebony hair being held together in a loose purple bow, with a deep indigo dress.

As I continue to make my way to the stage I realize that I probably won't actually be fighting in The Hunger Games. This is district 2 afterall. Someone is bound to volunteer. Our escort asks for a volunteer but no one speaks. Once I take my place on stage and the escort reads the name of the male tribute I realize something- No ones going to be saving me. I'm going to fight and win these Hunger Games!

Auriel's POV

Wow no female volunteer for district 2 this year. That's a surprise. But in the end it doesn't really matter. India was one of the best female fighters from the academy anyways.

The escort walks over to the microphone with the slip of paper in hand. "The male tribute representing district 2 is- " I volunteer as tribute!" I proclaim.

As I emerge form the 18 year old section a cheer rises from the crowd. They all know who I am. I am a Lèpou after all. And a Lèpou is always a survivor.

As I take my walk to the stage I am confident and stern. I am unlike my other family members from past in that I don't make a big scene of volunteering.

Once I take the stage I go to my spot and shake hands with India. As we head into the justice building I can't stop thinking about adding my name to the long list of Lèpou victors. I will be the best one yet.

So I hope you enjoyed that chapter! Here are this chapters questions-

Do you think Auriel will follow his family's history?

If the hunger games was just between the first four tributes, how would they place?