Forbidden (a hunger games and mazerunner fanfiction) newtmas

The reaping

"And so the female for district twelve is...." Effie Trinket shouted in her effected capital accent. "Primrose Everdeen". I breathed out a sigh of relief. It wasn't my sister. It wasn't my sister. It wasn't my sister. I was so absorbed in my own thoughts that i bearly registered the commotion going on around me.

"i volunteer," a panicked voice screamed, "I volunteer as tribute"

This had never happened in my life time, I wasnt sure if it had ever even happened in district twelve at all. Volunteers only ever came about in the career districts, the tributes who spent their whole lives preparing for the chance to fight to the death in a the sick reality tv show. Back in my home, the games weren't such an honour, more of a grim reminder that no one was ever safe. So there are never any volunteers. Untill now. The rules simple, anyone between the age of 12 - 18 can volenteer for the reaped tribute of the same gender . This rule means, if my sister was ever reaped, i couldnt protect her. My greatest fear.

This is why i understand when I see Katniss Everdeen take the stage. Prim's sister. But for most people, family devotion only goes so far.

Id been so lost in my own thoughts that I didnt notice Effie's shrill voice calling out the male tribute. I didn't notice the stares in my direction. I didn't notice any of it. It wasn't untill Minho gently nudged me that I realized the name she had drawed. Mine.

My body turned cold. and everything seemed to go in slow motion. To be honest, I shouldnt have cared...It's not like I cared that much about myself anyway. No one really cared about me. So I walked towards the stage. 'Stage' is a strange way to put it. Like we are the entertainers for the crowd. I suppose thats the truth, for the captital anyway. As I look at the crowed I don't see happiness, relief, mabye, but not happiness, no smiles or laughter. It's when I spot Lizzie's face that I break,everything inside me collapsing. I let the tears fall, they've taken away my home, my family, so i let them take away my last shred of dignity. It's not like I'll talk to any of these people again anyway.

My train of thought is broken when a drunken Haymitch stumbles on stage. Its hard to imagine him winning the games all those years ago as he gives Effie a sloppy kiss on her cheak shifting her wig and trampling on her pride. This is the man who is supposed to keep us alive. Although a part of me understands. If I, against all odds, won the games I suppose I wouldn't want to remember killing all those people either.

As the camera shifts from our faces to his I see Katniss let the sadness cloud her eyes, only for a second though, she seems to want to be strong for the cameras. Mabye District twelve does have a chance at a victor this year. I , on the otherhand didn't care what the Capital thought of me, I was going to die whatever happened.

Before I knew it I was being escorted by guards into the justice building, and being taken into plush red room to say my final goodbyes. Goodbye to my sister forever.

As I expected Lizzie came into the room first, tears streaming down her face. I let her frail body fall into mine and strocked her hair, saing it was going to be alright. It was a full five minutes till either of us spoke.

It was lizzie who broke to silence, "whats going to h..happen now"
The truth was I had no idea, me and lizzie had grown up in the community orphanage where brutal beatings were a regular occurence and the kids practically starved, the fact that there were so many of us meant tesserae was comlicated aswell, none of us ever getting our fair share of grain and oil. This meant I really didn't know how to answer this question.
"I ...uh...Minho...yeah...Minho will look after you...maybe he can give you spare food if he can," I mumble, trying not to let my voice crack.
"okay.." she whispered clutchung my hand, I think, deep down, she knew i couldn't win too.

I knew now that our time was coming to the end so hugged her once more and we said our final goodbyes , both of us falling apart at the thought of never seeeing eachother again.

"Times up,"a lone figure said in monotone and the only person I was ever sure I loved was torn away from me.

Minho came in next, wearing his usual smirk, but his eyes were sad. I'd never seen him like that before.

"uh...Hiya shuckface" he said, obviously trying - and failing - to keep it light.
"hi" I replied.
"ummm, look I can try and take care of her," he said, reffering to my sister, now accepting the seriousness of the situation.
"thanks" now finally reasurred I mumbled , "look, I know I'm not gonna make it out of the bloody arena alive but I just wanted to say...um...thanks for being my friend" (a/n - see what I did there *wink,wink*)
"newt...you can try...mabye you can win,mabye there will be a really shit set of tributes this yea..." he said trailing of , realizing he was being stupid.
"goodbye minho"I replied,brushing him off,wanting it all to be over.
I could see the pain in his eyes as he said back "bye,newt" and walked out of the room.

"Well that went well" I said aloud.

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(a/n) Thanks for reading if you got this far :) and I'm so greatfull for 22 reads, It not loads but it means so much.

Thomas is going to be introduced next chapter so get ready :3 I'm going to try and update more k ok from now on if even only one person in the world enjoys this facfic so comment if you want me to . Also sorry if this chapter isn't that great, halfway through it deleted and I had to rewrite it :(

Byee and stay safe
- edie