Alberta Cadence Lee, 17
District 5 Female
"Please baby! Please stop, why are you doing this!"
Those were the last words of my father, the mayor of District 5. Poor thing, he was such a nice guy. In any world that actually gave a shit, this wouldn't be happening. He didn't deserve this.
My mother stares at her daughter in fear, trembling at the sight of me stabbing my father in the guts. The way the metal blade pierces the flesh, the fresh spray of blood hitting my face, and the sheer look of horror in my father's deep brown eyes as his heart stops... A moment I will always cherish.
I pull the gun from my pocket, and untie my mother, she begins screaming again and I muff her mouth.
"QUIET BITCH! If you don't want to end up like him I would shut the fuck up right this second."
"M... Melody, is she safe?"
I put the gun to my mother's head at the mention of my poor little sister.
"For now she is. But I swear to god, I will gut her little body to pieces if YOU DON'T FUCKING COMPLY!"
My mother's face turns from fear to anger, and she opens her mouth once more.
"Berty... I thought I knew you, why the hell are you doing this..."
I pull the trigger and my mother falls to the ground, choking on her last breaths.
"MY NAME IS ALBERTA, BITCH! AND I SAID TO SHUT THE FUCK UP AND YOU DIDN'T LISTEN!"
I look around to make sure Melody is still asleep, and thankfully she is. My sister always sleeps soundly.
I need to continue on with my plan, I take the knife and stab myself in the arm.
"FUCK!"
Well anything good comes with pain.
I slice my face a little bit to make it seem like I had been in some sort of altercation, and I think it will work. I run out of our mansion, and into the town square, I scream at a lone peacekeeper on night duty.
"HELP! WE'VE BEEN ATTACKED! I- THERE WAS AN INTRUDER!"
And that's when my life changed forever...
A few months earlier, the Lee family mansion
"Mom, what is it! I'm busy!"
I quickly hide my diary under my bed after my mom enters the room after knocking.
"Hey Berty, just reminding you that there's a gala tonight, you should start to get ready."
"Shoot! Mom, do I really have to go?"
My mother sighs. It's almost insane how alike we look, the same black hair flowing down our backs, some people say we look like twins.
"Yes sweetie, you have to go. At least Kinnon and Sally will be there."
Ugh, not Kinnon and fucking Sally. Those girls make life hell for me just because they are jealous that my dad is the mayor of District 5. Sometimes I imagine what it would feel like to watch them die, watch their heartbeats stop at the hands of my knife-
No, that's kinda extreme, isn't it?
"Okay mom, just let me finish up what I was doing."
"And what is that exactly?"
Can this bitch just shut the goddamn door and give me some privacy?
"Uh, I was writing in my diary. Please go away."
Mom chuckles. "Okay hon, just be ready in an hour or two."
She finally leaves the room and I breathe a sigh of relief. I pull the diary out from under my bed and continue to write.
My mom probably thinks I do what every other 17-year-old girl writes in her diary. The same stupid shit about boys, but I have very different hobbies...
I like to write about murder. I've always been fascinated with the Hunger Games, and in my free time I like to write short little stories about what it would be like to be a serial killer.
And last year, someone fascinated me a lot. Alice Duvernay, a tribute from District 7 started off in the arena as a spoiled rich girl, but slowly went insane until she killed a bunch of people and narrowly died during the finale. She is a true icon.
"That could be me too." I think to myself.
Oh shut up Alberta, I'm not a psychopath, right? No way I could kill people. Suddenly my door knocks again, and I quickly hide my diary and get up to open it. I see my best friend Nova, and invite her inside before giving her a hug.
"Girl, I'm so sorry but I'm leaving soon for that gala, but maybe I could crash at your place tonight?"
Nova rolls her dark blue eyes. "I forgot, ever since your dad became mayor, you have to attend all of these fancy events instead of hanging with your bestie!"
"I'm so sorry, I don't even want to go but I have to, I guess to keep up my public appearances."
Nova gives me a weird look.
"Look, I know you don't want to hear about this dumbass anymore, but last night I was at Lisa's party and Pyre kept trying to hit on me. He's pissed because he tried to kiss me and I slapped him."
I don't want to hear about that motherfucker anymore. But memories of his hands around my throat, and me struggling to breathe under his violence floods my mind.
"Whatever Nova, he's nothing but trouble and I want him out of my life entirely. If he tries to get back together with me after all he's done, I swear I will fucking kill him"
I imagine my hands around Pyre's throat, just as his had been on mine, but this time I imagine me squeezing tight enough to cut his airways, and the sound of him gasping for air as I suffocate him. The thought is satisfying.
"Well I could expose him to the entire school, tell them all about what he did to you."
"Nova, please don't. I don't want the attention on me like that."
The truth was, I didn't want to look like a victim, which in fact I was at the hands of my ex-boyfriend. I wanted to be the perpetrator.
I think to earlier about Alice Duvernay. Maybe I could be like her... Just maybe, if I try enough. I imagine myself as the perpetrator, watching my victims writhing as I end their lives slowly and painfully. It really is a bad thing to think about, but just thinking about it makes me smile.
Just a week later I already started the plans for how I would kill my parents, frame Pyre for the murders, rig my sister's name in the reaping bowl, and then volunteer, pretending to be the selfless sister who volunteered to save the younger sister.
And so far, my plan is working. But in the arena, I plan on executing more murders...
Many more, indeed.
Alberta Faceclaim: Jennie Kim
Hey everyone! I know I've had a bad track record of keeping up with SYOT's, but I became motivated to start something new now that I have my new laptop and writing is so much easier :) This will be a partial SYOT, and I will allow submissions for 12 tributes. However I will make both of the District 5 tributes. I feel like this will make it a lot stressful for me as I only need to focus on a few tributes now. The form and tribute list will be on my profile, and you can submit up to three tributes! I actually wrote this chapter earlier this year, but I was contemplating weather or not I should turn it into a full story. Now that I have more time on my hands I've decided to try it out :)
