"Why do they call her Jack the Ripper?"
Serabella Chambers, seventeen years old in the seventieth hunger games. When she volunteered for her little sister, Annabella Cresta. Running through the crowd to save her life desperately.
"Well she murdered...
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Two days.
That's how short I had with my family until the Capitol categorically decided they should spoil it for me and make nothing but a mug out of me to the entire country. I had to let them, I had to make sure that they knew who the real fool was, didn't I? that even though I've won the fucking hunger games, I can't live my lifespan without the Capitol scrutiny fixating on me like a war monger.
On my first day I was enforced to give a speech to my District, about how much I treasured my District and what a nobility it was to be serving them in The Hunger Games.
"This is your housing."
Elodie Barron, my chaperon had arrived in District Four on the late afternoon of me coming home. she had marched out of the night train in her customary colourful clothes that she so marvellously wore for herself. She was wearing zebra fur, yes, zebra fur. Real fur supplemented with some kind of silk t-shirt underneath and a black skirt with white tights. Finally, on her feet were these weird zebra fur heels.
Elodie walked out of the night train with two of her attendees, who would be walking with her when she began to stride over to me and Finnick.
"Oh, there she is!" Elodie's voice played a song that sounded like a death march. But all the same, I was thrilled to see her. she pecked both of my cheeks and held them like I was her daughter. "There's my beautiful Victor."
"Hi Elodie." I beam courteously at the Escort who is already making herself at home. she instigates to look my four siblings up and down like they are hounds.
"Well come on then, let's not beat around the bush" She shrieks swiftly, noticing the auburn-haired girl that is my sister and tracks her fingers around her body. Annie is straightaway uncomfortable, but she takes the bear hug bizarrely. "Oh! And you must be Annie. Oh, is this the one you volunteered for?"
Elodie looks at me keenly to which I nod and smile politely, I can feel the camera pointed at me. "Yes."
"Oh, and you are just as beautiful as you were!" Elodie gushes over Annie before releasing her from her hug. She notices the three other skinny children who look like they haven't seen a meal in weeks. "And who are these?"
I stand in front of my three siblings protectively, holding Annie's hand. I tap them all on the heads. "These are my younger siblings. This is Markus, this is Lincoln, and this is baby Vera."
"Oh, isn't she just a beaut?" Elodie holds Vera's head as she giggles. Unlike Annie, Vera is all for the human touch. "You are just so beautiful!"
"Elodie." I blink.
"Hmm?" Elodie flips her head around, smiling at me graciously.
"Can I see my house?" I wonder. I'm kinda sweating buckets out here.
"Oh yes!" Elodie agrees instantly, she stands up and stamps her heels onto the gravel. Waving her hands into the air and beckoning us to follow her. "Right of course, this way children."
