chapter 1
*dream sequence*
Where are we? Who are you? the questions flash through my mind as I stare at the figure shrouded in shadow before me.
" get away, never come to this place again." I just have time to scream as the knife comes down upon my stomach.
*not dream sequence*
I awake to find myself covered in sweat, and i realise that it is now the eighth of may. Today is the reaping.
"Rue, Rue wake up. Please wake up, it's the reaping." Says Heather my eleven year old sister, i'm twelve so now I can officially be reaped. My breath catches in my throat at the thought of having to be in the town square at two o'clock. I didn't respond to Heather, this made tears stream down her face leaving trails of water.
"Heather, please stop crying, I know that i'm going into the reaping and that I have had to sign up for tesserae, and I know that my name will be entered nine times." I said flatly, showing no emotion through my voice.
" Rue," sobbed Heather. " How can you talk like that? Y-you have to face the facts, you have six years of hell, being in the reaping every year." Heathers tears had by now stopped flowing and her face sports a very fierce expression.
I sat there for some time staring bluntly at Heather, she glared daggers at me showing her utter anger at me. I know what she is trying to do, make me cower under her gaze. She has tried this trick one to many times, this does not work any more. Slowly I begin to work my way out from under our bed sheets, this takes quite some time because Heather is virtually on top of me. When I get out of bed I take a moment to glance at heather who's eyes are filled with sadness, I know that she was just worried about me but she dosen't have to cry about it, I know perfectly well i have more of a chance than other twelve year olds. but now I have to be strong, I think it's time for breakfast.
Time passes quickly through the day and before I know it it's time to get ready for the reaping. My dress was made by my mother about a week ago, it will probably be my most precious possession I will ever own next to my star necklace.
My star necklace is a family heirloom, passed down from mother to oldest child so that is where I got it from. I where it everywhere I go. So i'm wearing it to the reaping.
Peace keepers soon arrive at the door to escort us to the square. My six year old sister called Aloe clings to my arm which starts off her twin and my brother Yarrow. It takes me some time to coax them off of my arms and hold my hands instead, We get to the square in good time, about five to two. Soon I am ushered into a line of fellow hollow-cheeked, hungry twelve year olds.
The reaping is old and well practiced, with the plump mayor reads about the districts and what goods are provided for the Capitol and then he continues with the dark days, when the district turned against the Capitol and how that resulted with one district being blown to bits, then he ended with the hunger games, and how it was created as punishment for the dark days.
After the history recap he introduces Mellow Esteray. The kind but slightly crazy escort, then the mentors. Sophia Brown a very brutal victor of the games, and Olser Sceet a quiet but very clever victor. Now it's tome for the proper reaping. Mellow bounds to the girls reaping ball whilst saying
"ladies first!" She plunges her hand into the ball and it's not an eighteen year old or an orphan. It's
" Rue Marvack."
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TheTribute Diaries book 1 - Rue's story (hunger games) (on hold)
FanfictionEveryone knows how Katniss felt in the hunger games. But what about Rue? Hear her tale of the hunger games in book 1 of The Tribute Diaries.
