"In the end even gold goes grey"
They say District 8 is the most rebellious district. Their Victors are a good example of that.
In which a Victor from District 8 isn't supposed to have relationships but grows closer to a Victor from District 4.
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It was the morning of the Game and no one was okay. There was an atmosphere in the air, it was cold, no one was the usual cheery self, no one was trying to make anyone feel better. The second Bex woke up she needed to find Cecelia.
And she found her mentor sitting on the balcony of their apartment, "We need to talk." Bex said as she slid the door shut just so no one in the apartment could hear them.
Cecelia nodded and Bex sat down beside her, "I'm not coming out of this Game, Ce."
"You don't know that." She said immediately, there was no way that Cecelia was going to even think like that. It wasn't an option.
Bex leaned over and took her hand, "Ce...I won't come out." Then it hit her what Bex was talking about, "Johanna, Blight, Cash, Gloss, Mags...Woof, Finnick. If I come out, then they're all dead and you know I won't be me."
"So if it comes down to it..." Cecelia trailed off, she then quickly shook her head, "No. No, we can figure it out. I fixed it before, I can do it again."
"You can't fix it now."
Cecelia looked like she was going to break at any minute. Bex, her daughter, was sitting in front of her saying that if she was the last person standing, she wouldn't come out of that arena. She wouldn't be able to live with herself and she wouldn't even be giving herself that chance.
She would take herself out of the Game
"I'm not ready." Cecelia broke, "I'm not-not ready to say goodbye to you."
Bex took a deep breath as she hugged Cecelia, "I haven't been me for a long time..."
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The suit they were dressed in for the arena was a jumpsuit. The fabric gave a hint on the climate which would most likely be tropics or desert , something Bex was not looking forward too. Her game was a rainforest but that didn't mean she wanted to repeat that.
Other than that Bex had no guesses, other than it would be completely different from the year before. If it was all trees like it was last year, Bex and Woof would be at a disadvantage.
