Hey guys! This is officially the end of the reapings! I hope that you have enjoyed them! I have decided that you can pm me about potential allies so keep a lookout. Still, there is no guarantee that your idea will be used, but I will consider it. I will also be putting a poll up on my profile! So as usual, make sure to review and answer the questions, but also make sur to vot in the poll! Thank you too karmakat49 for Rylan Gregory, and SPACE MAN OH SPACE MAN for Gene Findlay repectively.

Gene's POV
The music surges through my violin as I entertain the crowd that has gathered here to hear me play before the reapings. It's nice to give the citizens of district 12 a little treat to brighten up the worst day of the year.

To me, music has always been a great comfort and a way to provide for my family.

I've grown up in a poor house for all my life. My mother has lung issues, so she couldn't work in the mines which made us turn to my father's income alone.

My parents started to sell anything and everything that would bring in money, except for one item that my dad wouldn't allow my mother to sell, even though it would bring in a lot of money. An old violin.

I felt like I should do something to help my family, so in secret I started to teach myself how to play the violin. I was a natural and became very good very soon.

Before you knew it, I was playing in front of audiences and getting tips because they enjoyed my performance. Ever since I have been known around the district as The Boy with the violin.

I am generally a very quiet and timid boy. But that's a whole different story when I have my trusty violin in my hands. When I am playing music I feel like there are no boundaries or limits. I feel unstoppable. I feel like the real Gene Findlay.

Rylan's POV

We were always the family with no problems or hardships. But not now.

When anyone died in our family it was because of old age. But now in this past year that has changed.

It was just a normal day like any other. I was helping my younger brother Ryder, with his schoolwork. All of a sudden the ground shook and the city square sirens started to blare.

Ryder and I rushed to the center of town, the town square, where everyone else was. Their was a lot of chaos going on and no one quite knew what was happening. Soon the word was spread that their had been a mine explosion.

I could only hope that my parents hadn't been in the group that went down into that mine before it was blown to smithereens. But hope can only go so far.

I've always been the nice and bubbly girl, that people (boys in particular,) were attracted too. I've had many friends but no boyfriends. Many boys have been interested, but I always get so shy around them.

My main friends are Maria Salvatore, and Taylor Englewood, the latter being a boy. Ryder has also always been not just a brother, but a great friend as well.

As I arrive at the reapings with my friends, I look at all the dirty and drab clothes that almost every child seems to be wearing, but that's typical for district 12.

I was actually able to find a nice outfit for the occasion.

I wear a light blue knee length strapless dress, with silver gladiator sandals. It compliments my long and extremely curly hair and brown eyes.

As our escort walks onto the stage, I stand nervously with Maria. I hope that neither my friends nor I are reaped so that we can just be done with the reapings, this being our last year. After that Ryder will just have to make it through four more years and we can be safe.

"Rylan Gregory!" exclaims the escort.

My first thoughts are of Ryder, wondering how he will make it on his own.

I hoped so hard that this wouldn't happen. The two times I have hoped people have died. Hope is officially dead to me.

Gene's POV

I feel awful for the reaped girl, but I guess a least it's not someone young like me. Maybe this year their will be two older and stronger tributes reaped and district 12 will actually stand a chance.

"Gene Findlay!" Declares the escort.

Well there goes two old and strong tributes.

Before I can stop them, the tears come in buckets. I try to compose my self but it's not working so I just walk up to the stage with tears still streaming down my face.

As I take the stage I hear someone say, "Oh no! That's the boy with the violin!"

I reach over to shake my district partner's hand and start thinking about my chances.

Well I'm a 14 year old boy with uncontrollable tears at the reapings from district 12. I have one word to sum that up- bloodbath.

I think back to the when I was walking up to the platform and hearing the person who called me the boy with the violin and what he said. Well when that kid said "Oh no!," he was right on point.

I hope that you enjoyed that chapter! Here are the questions for this chapter-

Who do you like better and why?

Who has more potential to be the victor and why?

What have been some of the highlights of the reapings too you?