Stealth - A Hunger Games Fan Fiction

Today is the day of the reaping. The day one unlucky soul gets picked to fight to the death in the Hunger Games. Hopefully I don't get picked. But, I do have a good chance of winning. I mean, I am one of the smartest civilians in District 5. Unfortunately, unlike my brothers and sisters, I have no fighting experience. The only weapon I've ever touched is a knife. But, what good is that gonna do me? Before you know it, Hestia, a dark skinned, black haired, capitol person comes strutting out of the hovercraft that flies in out of nowhere.

"Hello everybody! Happy Hunger Games and may the odds be ever in your favor!" She says with that soft, angelic voice. "Now before we begin the reaping, it's time to watch a special video brought to you straight from the Capitol!"

The video starts off the same way every year with President Snow saying the words "War, terrible war" and then shows us how we can prevent the "uprising" and to stop any "rebellion" that could happen. This video has bored me since the moment I saw it. As soon as it is over, the reaping begins.

"Alright. The time has come to pick one courageous young man, and a brave young girl. As usual, ladies first!" She says as the dips her hand into the reaping ball. After a few seconds, my heart stops.

"Finch Emerson!" She shouts.

Now, it feels like all the organs inside of me just died. I slowly make my way up the stage. Terrified, I look at the crowd. My siblings. My mom and dad. Everyone I love and care about. I just can't help the feeling of never seeing them again.

"Alright. The time has come to pick our courageous young man." She slowly dips her had in to ball again and shouts the name-

"Rylan Emerson!" She says again. "Oh. Oh my! I reckon you two must be siblings!"

What!? No! I can't believe that in two weeks my brother and I will be locked up in an arena to fight to the death. This is the worst day of my life.

"Well, um... let's give a warm applause to our District 5 tributes Finch, and Rylan." Hestia says.

The crowd doesn't clap, or shout, or hoot. Instead, they put 3 finger to their lips and hold them up to us. I know what that means. It means thanks, it means admiration, it means goodbye to someone you love. They take me and my brother into a special room to say goodbye to family and friends.

"Three minutes" Says the Peacekeeper.

"Mom! Dad!" Me and Rylan say in unison.

"Finch! Rylan!" They say back.

We hug and talk and talk until the Peacekeeper comes back to take us to the train. As we board the high tech vehicle, Hestia apologizes and says its not her fault. We forgive her.

"Maybe we can work something out with the Capitol!" She says.

"Why are you helping us though?" I say timidly.

"It looks like you two have such a bright future, I just didn't want to ruin it for you." She says forgivingly.

"Thank you," Says Rylan.

As I take my seat, I take a deep breath, and fall asleep...