A.N - THIS CHAPTER HAS BEEN DEDICATED TO - LACHLANFLEMING ... BECAUSE HIS STORY IS AWESOME, BUT HE WANTS TO QUIT IT BECAUSE HE'S NOT SURE ABOUT WHAT PEOPLE THINK OF HIS STORY, HE DOESN'T THINK HIS WRITING IS GOOD, HE DOESN'T HAVE MANY READS OR READERS, SO IS NOT SURE ABOUT WHAT PEOPLE THINK. I SUGGEST HE CARRY ON WRITING. I WANT THE STORY FINISHED. I WANT TO SEE WHAT HAPPENS. ALSO, GO READ HIS STORY...IT'S A HUNGER GAMES FANFIC! AWESOME :3
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That boy died. The male tribute for district 10, died, around 4 hours ago the news spread round the main part of the Capitol. By tomorrow, everyone will know, and it will be made news to all the other districts, and it will soon be known that the capitol will need another tribute. This means another reaping.
The last time this happened, was in the 17th Annual Hunger Games. The female tribute from District 8 committed suicide. I know this because they teach about the hunger games in our school. Each year, they talk a bit about the different tributes, you know, who died, who survived. But, Gurtrude Perper, the female tribute, was only 14, yet she committed suicide. No one really knew why, until some rumors leaked from the Capitol. She committed suicide as an act of rebellion. She left a note. No one knew anything about the note. But, what it read was
"Mother, Father, Friends. I cannot succeed this game. I know of this. It shall never happen. I want you all to cary on your lives, and remember me. Remember how i died. I am gone, to show the captiol that they cannot make me do this. They cannot make me carry on, and take part in these games. I want to show them, they cannot control me. I want to show them they don't own me. So remember this. Remember what i am doing. Tell everyone, the captiol doesn't own you. Goodbye all, i love you forever and always. Remember this."
Rumours started after a couple of months, after the second reaping, and the games. The other female tribute from our district won the games. I know, its surprising when they had to reap another person, because the original tribute commited suicide, and then they won. It's all too strange.
When the rumours started about the note, people started digging into the history of the Capitol. Eventually the news came out about the Capitol withholding information about Gurtrude's death. And then copies of the note were sent to the Mayor's in the different districts. Out Mayor, made copies of this note, and sent it to random families around our district to spread the word about the note. It got everywhere, and then some people were gone. Vanished. Killed, some people say. Well, I guess they were killed to be honest. Killed by the capitol. It makes sense. The people who had "vanished" were conected to Guitrude, and the note. The Mayor, and his family, Gurtrude's family, and some of her very close friends, and then you had the replacement tribute, and winner of the Hunger Games, Melani Walts. She was 17. Yes, better odds than a 14 year old, but it was the 14 year old that stuck in peoples minds. In my opinion, The Capitol killed them all, to stop anything happening again. To scare people, and actually make them believe that the Capitol does control them. That they have no choice but to live in a world, made with decisions from the people of the Captiol.
But another reaping, This is going to cause more problems more the Captiol. I mean, a new tribute. This means, another reaping, which will probably happen tomorrow. And then, everything will be moved back a few days. For us, this either means more time to train, or more time to ourselves. I honestly don't know how the capitol are going to handle this. This hasn't happened in a long time. I wonder if they even know how to handle this anymore. What are they going to do? You know, besides having to reap a new tribute, move the Hunger Games back at least a day, and tell the whole world of Panem, that this boy died because he was standing somewhere he shouldn't be. Mind you, i don't see the Capitol personally telling anyone about this, just let the rumors spread. This should be good enough for them. I mean, they have games, specifically killing 23 children. What do they care about one child?
****Next morning****
Everything is everywhere. All over the TV. The crowds are going mad outside. Everyone wants to know what really happened. The family, the know. There is a small clip on the TV of his Mother breaking down, and crying in front of her house. To be perfectly honest, her son might have died in the Hunger Games, therefore, she would be crying anyway. I walk out of my room, and go to eat breakfast. Today, I actually feel quite hungry. Eating my food, the dead boy they call Casper, is the talk of Panem. It's all Uvuar can talk about really. And it's now quite annoying.
"Oh, I heard he had a good chance of winning! Poor soul, I wonder how is family are taking this whole thing. I wonder how the Capitol are going to handle this. I just hope everything is going to be okay, for evertyone." She squeks. Since when did she care? I can't handle this..
"Oh god Uvuar! Shut up! Since when did you care about any of this stuff? Casper probably would have died in the arena, and you wouldn't have cared then. would you? No, because each year you applaude the games, and don't care about the other tributes, who have died, or is going to die, do you? So why care now? Why care if one person died, because of an accident?" She just sits there, astonished by my small rant to her.
"Yeah, didn't think I would get a reply to that. Excuse me." I pick up some of my chocolate croissants, and walk out towards my room. I think i might take a visit to the training rooms. blow off some steam. No, I'm definitely going to do that.
I'm surprised they haven't blocked the place off. To be honest, they cleaned up his mess pretty quickly. Oh, yes, i forgot to mention Blair said that the capitol had told all the mentors that the tributes can spend today doing whatever they want, even more training if wanted. I just want to blow off some steam to be honest. Got a bit worked up during Breakfast. I wonder if Uvuar will be okay. Oh, wait, who cares? She deserved it. She had it coming.
"You okay? Sounded pretty pissed up there!" Tryst scared me. I didn't even know he followed me down here. I just ignore him, get to work on the sword station. Never really thought about swords before, god they are hard to handle. Well, thats not how I wanted that to sound. They, just, well, I cant get a good grip of the sword. Either I loose grip, or i can't use it properly against my opponent. Tryst has moved onto the archery station, again. I guess he just really likes archery then. I'm not sure if he is going to use this as his secret skill in the arena or something. I still don't know why my "secret skill" will be.
"Hey guys! Come one! The reaping is on! They're going to choose another tribute now! Come on, quick, the TV". And just like that, everyone was at the TV, right in the corner of the room. Everyone was watching the reaping now. Everyone in the world on Panem would be watching this moment. Usually, on the TV, it usually shows the different tributes. Right now, it is showing District 10, right now. I'm not even concentrating on it properly, just looking up at the TV, seeming like i am looking at the reaping, and watching it's every moment.
"Kantor Birch. You are the replacement tribute for District 10. Where are you?" And then i see a very tall, and slim looking boy walk up to the podium. Seem's he is 17. He might have a better chance than what Casper did. He was only 14. He had a certain look on his face. It reminded me of death. Maybe he is angry that he has to be a tribute, because this other kid died. Anger. He holds a lot of anger.
These games should be interesting. A new tribute, holding anger. Could help him. He might take his anger out on the other tributes. This anger could kill.
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Romani caught in an arena.
FanficRomani is stuck in the 54th Annual Hunger Games, unable to escape them, without death. She is the female tribute for District 8, along with Tryst, the male tribute. Her mentor, Blair, is along to help her, although doesn't produce much help. Needles...