Alrighty you guys, it is the final reaping! After this comes the goodbyes, train rides, and prep for Opening Ceremonies. I'm going to combine all those into one chapter for each district so the chapters will be longer! These wonderful District 12 tributes are from Fina2212 and iluvtheboywiththebread. Enjoy!

The Reaping of District Twelve (Enter Zella Nightblade POV)

"ZELLA NIGHTBLADE! GET IN HERE NOW!"

I laughed silently to myself. I wasn't going to go in there to get chewed out the 7th time this week. I was forever getting in trouble with my mother. I'm always getting in trouble at school with my partner in crime, Eria. We were regulars in the Detention Room at school. Everyone in my family thinks I'm a no good trouble maker. Well, except my sister, Ell. I am her idol.

"ZELLA I KNOW THAT YOU CAN HEAR ME! GET IN HERE NOW AND TELL ME WHY YOU THINK YOU CAN DITCH SCHOOL WHENEVER YOU WANT!"

I know I can't avoid her forever, so I leave the safety of my room and head for the simmering inferno waiting for me in the kitchen. The only plus is that she can't yell for too long unless she wants to be late for the reaping. I take a deep breath and enter the room.

"You called for me?" I asked as innocently as possible.

"Yes I did. Codie went and picked up Ell and Dil since he stayed home sick and the Principal told him to inform me that you were seen sneaking from school with that no go friend of yours, Eria."

I sent Codie a furious stare. He looked back at me unabashed and said, "It's your own fault. Either don't do it or don't get caught."

"Anything to say for yourself, Zella?" my Mom asked.

"Nope. Nothing."

"Jules it's about time for the reaping. We can finish this later, alright." My Dad said to my Mom.

"Ok. Fine. Zella you better come straight back here after the reaping got that?"

"Yep. Bye." I turned and walked out waiting for nobody. I matched along the road and nearly bowled over Eria. She looked like she'd had and argument recently, so I guess the Principal got to her parents too.

"Your parents chew you out too?"

"Naturally. I still don't care so it's whatever." Eria looks a lot like me. Her hair is a couple of shades lighter than my dark brown and she's a bit shorter than I am.

Since I stormed out a bit early due to anger, Eria and I have no problem finding available spots in the 14 year old section. As the crowd fills I see Codie going to the 16 year olds. Ell and Dil are too young to be reaped, thank goodness. Soon after all of District 12 files into the square the reaping starts. Mayor Vanderbilt reads to us the History of Panem and the beginning of the Hunger Games. He doesn't read to us a list of victors because we've had none. Not one in 17 years, which is kind of embarrassing.

It's Tatlia's turn now. She is more normal looking than most from the Capitol, with her sea green eyes and blond hair. Her normalcy stops when you see the skin around her eyes which is covered with gold tattoos. I think she's in her late 20's. Her squeaky, hyper voice doesn't go with the serious atmosphere of the crowd.

"Let's get a female tribute!" She digs deep into the reaping ball for a name. The whole crowd seems to have stopped breathing. "Zella Nightblade."

My thoughts immediately go to my sister. I can't show weakness for two reasons. One is that I will not be made an easy target for others. Second I will have to keep up a strong face for my sister. I walk up to the stage to accept my fate wondering who else will be picked to die.

(Enter Damian Rottweiler POV)

I rose with the sun today. Mostly due to nerves for the reaping later and partly because my daughter, Arya, decided to start crying. I went to her small room and picked her up out of her cradle. She was beautiful. Arya looked a lot like my wife, Sienna, with her pale skin and black hair but she has my dark blue eyes. We'd had her 6 months ago and she instantly became the center of our world. I wanted to give her everything I'd never had. This included a life with both parents, not them being murdered for illegal hunting.

Arya had drifted back to sleep so I lowered her back into her cradle. I turned and found myself face to face with Sienna. She smiled at me before walking over and kissing me.

"Morning Damian." Her smile was enough to outshine the sun. We only got married a few weeks before Arya was born. A lot of people thought we were too young but what point was there in waiting?

"Morning Love. How did you sleep?"

"I would've slept better if today hadn't been what it is." We headed to the kitchen to make our small breakfast.

"I know. We could both be reaped today, Sienna. We could both be sent to die and have to leave Arya here. Who would watch her if we died?"

"My sister would take her for us, Damian. Melina wouldn't ship her off to the community home or let her starve. Think positive."

I let out a snort at her last comment. Like President Fowlson's Panem gives us so many reasons to be positive. Most of my life, except falling in love with and marrying Sienna and having Arya, has given me every reason to think negative. But of Sienna wants me to think positive, I will.

"Alright then, I will." She beamed at me which sent my heart soaring. I leaned in and kissed her again. We get up and begin to prepare for the reaping. Sienna goes to dress Arya as I find clothes that look nice enough for the reaping. When we are all ready we spend one last moment together as a family. We sit together wordlessly on the couch but it's enough for the moment. Nothing is more important to me than my wife and daughter. I kiss them both as we leave for the square.

As soon as we get to the reaping we find Sienna's sister, Melina. We give her Arya to hold and she is clearly extremely worried for us. Then, hand in hand we walk to the front where all the other 18 year olds are assembled. Then the reaping is begun and the Mayor talks on and on about things no one cares about. Tatlia then begins to pull names. I pray for Sienna's safety.

"Zella Nightblade." I exhale and squeeze Sienna's hand. She is smiling out of relief I'm sure because there is nothing else to smile about at the moment. Then Tatlia chooses a male name.

"Damian Rottweiler." My heart sinks through my body. I'm devastated. This means less food and money for Arya and Sienna. I turn and kiss Sienna careful not to let any emotion whatsoever show up on my face. Sienna is crying and is looking like she's considering fainting. I walk up to the stage and take my place.

I have to win now. I refuse to leave my wife without a husband and my daughter without a father. I will stop at nothing to come back home, even if that means becoming a murderer. I lock eyes with my wife and her gaze alone keeps my sane as I stand on the stage. I don't look away until asked to shake hands with the female tribute, Zella Nightblade.

"Ladies and Gentlemen I present to you Zella Nightblade and Damian Rottweiler."

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