I was lined up with about fourteen others. We had been separated into twelve sections based on what part of the city we lived in. I happened to be grouped with the other children on my block, us representing district 7.
Standing in my best baby blue chiffon dress, I hoped I wouldn't get reaped. For my sister, for my friends. I was frightened. My big, brown eyes scanned the crowd, looking at the familiar faces of my friends, their features now contorted with fear. A tear tried to slip down my cheek, but I hastily wiped it away with the heel of my hand. I tried to stay strong for my sister.
"And the girl tribute shall be... Frinchessa Morganna." I paled as I heard my name called. I couldn't go into the games. I had a sister I had to take care of.
I was escorted to the stage by two men with guns. I stood in front of the crowd, shaking.
"The male tribute is... Dart Huyover."
I watched as a dark tanned, toned, boy, about eighteen, took the stairs two at a time. His unnatural violet eyes bored holes into my soul. He seemed like he could snap my thin figure in half at any second. I knew immediately he would not be an ally.
As I was led away for goodbyes, I started to break down. I couldn't kill innocent children, my friends. I was so scared, I didn't know what would happen to my sister, but I knew I had to make it for her. She couldn't grow up an orphan with no one whatsoever to love her, care for her. I then made a promise to myself to give my all to make it out.
"For her."
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The Capitol Games
FanfictionThis takes place right after The Hunger Games trilogy. This is a story about the hunger games: Capitol edition. Fifteen year old Frinchessa Morganna and her six month old sister, Halsie, have lived their lives full of luxury, but after the war, all...
