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Quick Note: I shall be using characters from other fandoms now, but this story will remain in the HG fandom only. I'll explain more after the chapter.
(District 1: Josh Washington)
Josh Washington was waiting calmly on his bed of his huge mansion of a house. His room was painted gold, along with his bed. Josh himself was a well build dude with brown hair. He wore a dark green blue suit outfit, with gold rings on his fingers. He was staring up at the ceiling, contemplating what that day was.
"My sisters were sentenced to die today," he muttered to himself.
Eight years ago, in the 90th Hunger Games, Josh's older sister, Beth, was reaped. Being a male, Josh could do nothing as he saw one of his siblings walk hesitantly to the stage. He didn't know what he would do, seeing one of the only people in his life he loved walk to her possible doom.
He had watched intently that year. He was only eleven at the time (his birthday was before the reaping that year) and his parents discouraged him from watching, but he felt he had no other option. His sister was in the games. If her fate was to be sealed, he would witness it and settle the score.
She almost made it too. That year, the Gamemakers had the arena in something they called the catacombs. They were a bunch of underground tunnels, wired into a maze like pattern riddled with bones and remains. That year, they didn't bother picking up the bodies, leaving them to spook the other Tributes.
Beth was in the final three when she did something wrong. She had risked the trip to the Feast, where the other two Tribute went. They were both from District Nine, who had surprised everyone by getting that far. The girl was guarding the Cornucopia while the boy was rummaging inside. Beth had used her bow she had collected earlier and shot the girl dead.
Mistake.
The boy came out and noticed her dead. It turned out the only reason he went in was because the Cornucopia only allowed skin contact and he had no shoes. The boy looked at Beth… and a few minutes later, he won.
Josh was crushed. He started losing grip on who he was. He couldn't handle the loss of someone he cared about. But the world hated him more than just ripping one sister out of his hands.
Two years previous, his twin sister Hannah was reaped. She was only sixteen, but that hardly mattered to the Capitol. She was screwed from the start. She didn't get past the Bloodbath.
Two years later, Josh was ready. He had analized what the District Nine #$% did to his sister. He knew the strategy in surviving the Bloodbath. He knew what he must do. To avenge his sisters.
(District 1: Jessica Kimmel)
The Hunger Games were a weird time for Jessica.
She knew she was attractive. With her long blonde hair, well worked features, and beautiful purple dress she was wearing for the reaping. Everyone was looking at her because she was beautiful. She knew that, and she knew everyone else knew that.
That didn't stop her from feeling insecure.
She felt as if she was feeling judged. Sure, she had the looks… but everything else? Nothing. She had no upper body strength, no intelligence, and no sense of strategy. No one had any respect for her.
She wish it would change.
She had checked in at the Reaping and was standing with her age group and gender. She was staring at the stage, waiting for it to start. She knew she had a small chance of being chosen. Seven names in that thing. One for each year plus one. But she knew better than to doubt the odds.
Silence came across the square. Jessica watched as the person assigned to the District One Reapings walked onstage. He was terribly old and, believe it or not, the oldest Victor alive from District One. After President Snow's death, President Mcgee requested that the Victors not only train the Tributes, but Reap them as well. The guy assigned to District One went by the name of First, who had silver hair and a grim smile.
"Welcome all, to the 98th Hunger Games Reapings. I am here for District One's, like every year. As always, the tape," First said in a wisened voice. Jessica silently groaned as she watched the video she saw every year. She never understood the point. Yeah, people years ago screwed up. The Districts were willing enough to sacrifice two kids a year for their mistake. No need to rub it in their faces.
Once the video ended, two giant Bingo balls were rolled out, each filled with thousands of names. First strode over to the one on the left. "As always with tradition, ladies first," he said. He strode over and opened the hatch. He sighed as he lowered his hand into the ball and grabbed a name.
Jessica paused for a moment. She had to wonder what it must have been for First every year. He had to choose who was going to die. Sure, more often than not, District One volunteered, but on the off chance no one did, First essentially choose who died. What was that like for him? He was old… he'd been doing this for years. How many dead kids did he have on his conscious?
Jessica's trail of thought ended when First called out, "Jessica Kimmel!"
Her heart froze. I'm… a Tribute, she thought. She didn't really comprehend walking up to the stage. Heck, she didn't really fight it. Her head was spinning as she stood before the District. Like she had thought, no one volunteered for her. Everyone didn't need her. She was worthless. Always worthless…
"Next, the boys," First said, stirring Jessica away from her self-hate. Before First could even step near the boy's ball, a voice rang from the crowd.
"You pick a name other than mine, and I'll screw you're dead body so #$% hard you wish your body never existed," he said. First hesitated, then turned to the crowd. A boy walked up to the stage and hoisted himself up. "Josh Washington. Boy Tribute from District One. Got it?" First's eyes seemed to beam with recognition, but he said nothing, only nodded.
Jessica stared at Josh in disbelief. She knew him, of course. They were close friends. Because of this, she knew that Josh despised the games. They had taken his sisters. It was an unforgivable sin in his eyes. So why did he volunteer?
"Ladies and gentlemen, these are the Tributes from District One for the 98th Hunger Games!" First announced. Applause burst from everywhere. Jessica knew that none of it mattered. They were all clapping to her failure. Her doom. Her death.
BN: Hey guys! I've been working a lot on TDASB and I haven't really been giving this a lot of love. And also… I couldn't brainstorm a lot of ideas for OCs. That was my main issue. I was aware you guys probably wanted to send Tributes for me, but by that point, I had already selected a lot of the outcomes, and I didn't want to have to majorly change everything. So, to compensate, I'm using characters from some other fandoms. These aren't really crossovers as the characters undergo tremendous alterations, but they are pretty close to the actual characters.
Speaking of using other characters, here's Jess and Josh from Until Dawn. I've incorporated them both into this setting, and as you can probably tell, they are changed enough to fit this environment. Kind of the same from the game, but not so much so to be the same character.
What did you think? I know this might not have been you're idea of the story, but I think I can make this work. Let me know you're thoughts in a review! Or not!
Also, I'm going to try to update this a bit more. TDASB is still the priority, but I'm currently not feeling inspired for it right now. I'll try to switch back and forth every once and a while, but as of now, this is my current project. (I might take time off to finish the episode of TDASB, but rest assured, it should take me long.)
Like it? Hate it? Hate me? Let me know!