Beetee rolled forward nervously in his wheelchair and reached toward the ball. He grabbed the name on the top and read it in a nervous voice,"Jake Allen," he was a tall, muscular boy. Beetee continued reading the names,"Adam Lane," a small boy with brown hair and red colored skin.
"Jake Daves" he had green hair and was covered head to toe in tattoos. He continued,"Branden Jasper," he was a rather small boy with brown hair.
"Aaron Jays," was a tall boy with red hair and orange eyes. "Justin Tomas," had flaming red hair and redish skin. "Mason Johnson," he was a small, crippled boy that tripped several times walking up to the tribute area.
"Eddie Larsen," he was a muscular boy with dark skin and bright yellow hair. "Garion Kilgore," came forward, he was a tall boy and had blood red eyes. "Nathan Dallas," he was a muscular boy with white hair.
The final boys name was drawn,"Mitchell Andrews," Betee's voice sounded weak. Mitchell was tall and had a broken arm. Plutarch stepped forward and said,"May the Odds Be Ever in Your Favor."
Beetee flinched as Plutarch said that he must have just relieved his games. I know I did.
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The 76th Hunger Games
FanfictionAfter the Rebellion the final Hunger Games begins. All capitol children with district gamemakers.
