Wings of fire The Pyrrhian Games (HAITUS)

Chapter 3 - The Reaped

Clay was in his school uniform, just like the rest of his siblings and Pyrrhian district children that specific day. He was standing amidst a crowd of all the 16 year old boys in district 1. The only thing making him stand out was him being the tallest of his age group. He searched the crowd of 17 year olds for Swamp. He caught sight of Swamp looking over Fawn and his little sister. Clay felt bad. If He Himself got reaped at least Reed could look over all their sibs and they wouldn't be completely alone. But if Swamp was reaped his sister would be all alone with no one except her mother, who had a bad case of depression, and almost never left her room.

Clay was knocked out of his train of thought when the district 1 escort, Adra walked up the podium in the center of district 1. Most of the district 1 population Despised her, her existence and her role in the games was just a reminder that the capital was better off then the districts. Clay himself felt some resentment, but not as much as most other people. He was never one to hold grudges. Unlike other people, he wanted her to disappear, not to die.

"Welcome, welcome, to the two-hundredth annual Pyrrhian Games!" exclaimed Adra, with the same enthusiasm she had last year. "Today we give the honor to three cuorages young souls, to represent their district in the Pyrrhian games."

"Ladies first." She reached into the bowl "Crocodile Jones!"

'When will this end'

"Now Boys"

'I wonder what Swamp is thinking about'

"Mudslide lupin!"

'I just hope my sibs are fine. If we can have another year without one them being reaped...'

"Now the Final Extra"

'That would be amazi-'

"Reed Mudbrown!"

'What, N-no. They didn't.'

Oh but they did. They most certainly did.

Reed Stares Blankly, While Clay's sibs either cry, scream, or try to fight peacekeepers. Some peacekeepers are dragging Reed to the Podium when Clay screams.

"Stop, STOP!"

"Quite it kid, or i'll have to-"

"I VOLUNTEER"

"..."

"I volunteer as tribute"

Reed stares, but then the words process and he realizes the situation.

"Wait. C-Clay, stop..." Reeds voices trembles.

But Clay is already storming up to onto the podium when Reed's forced back in his spot.

"Clay!" His voice rings out. Clay flinches.

The peacekeepers then grabbed Reed by the arm and start dragging him away.

"Clay!"

"CLAY!"

The oldest just closes his and blocks it out. It's all he can do.

"Well what is your name, and who are you?" Asked Adra.

"I'm Clay Mudbrown..." He whispers into the microphone.

"Well, may the odds be ever in your favor!"

Silence ensues, and Clay is left with one thought

The odds don't seem to be in my favor.

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Peril and Ruby were on their way to the reaping. Usually it would be boring, or awkward silence, considering the occasion. But Ruby had become pregnant, and would not stop talking about her pregnancy. Ruby was 18, so this was her last year being in the reaping.