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Day 1:
In the studio there was cameras and monitors everywhere. The Hunger Games reapings for districts one through three were about to be broadcasted. One of the women from the capital sat in a standard chair waiting for her cue to speak. Everything had to be right with these things or the capital would grow mad and try to kill someone other than the children picked to be in the games.
One of the people from the camera crew held up ten fingers and started to count down out loud. The woman in the chair started to fluff her hair and straighten out her clothes as the number got closer to zero. Another man began looking through the monitors, making sure district one was ready to go live. The countdown had finally ended and the capital woman plastered a huge grin on her face as she began to speak.
"Good day to you all, and what a fine day It is indeed! The first three reapings are about to be shown, but before that, some things must be explained for this year. 25 tributes will be selected instead of the original 24 this year. Because of this new detail we will be having three victors this instead of one! Our kind new President Rain decided it would be better this way, more people to enjoy the lives they can have! Enough small talk though! Without any further hesitation we take you directly to District One!"
The main monitor cut from the capital lady and straight to the smiling people of District One. Many of them began waving at the camera trying to get the peoples attention. But the camera was panned over to the main stage where a woman stood between two containers. She had already given the speech and everything else, the only thing left was the choosing.
"Ladies first shall we?" She said as she stepped to the container on the left of her.
Her arm snaked into the opening as she moved around the cards trying to get one off the bottom, "Ah here it is! District One's female tribute is....Linely Rizz!"
As usual a very pretty girl stepped forward just as every year. Her long blond curly hair whipped around her as she moved onto the staging area. She gave a cold look to the cameras, giving everyone a glimpse at her very pale green eyes. 18 years old, tall, thin, and a deadly air about her. The capital would get a kick out of this one.
She took the microphone away from the capital lady smoothly and began to speak, "I'm proud to be a part of district one, and I'll be proud to come back as a victor."
The crowd went wild as the girl gave the microphone back and stepped in front of the girl's container. With a small clap the woman went to the right container and started to shuffle the cards around. Everyone expected the most out of the district one male, they were the most common victors in the game's history.
"The male representing district one shall be...Justin Chon!"
A boy walked out of the 13 year old area with his head down. He had to be the only person that wasn't happy about representing his district and everyone else seemed to know that also. When he got to the stage he mounted the small steps and walked to the district lady, taking the microphone out of her hands.
"I volunteer!"
Grinning wildly one of the 18 year old boys jumped out of his pin and ran up onto the stage. He pat Justin on the head and he gave him a push back to the stairs. Now Justin was smiling, as he walked away and back to his pin. The capital lady handed him the microphone the boy had been holding and gave him a smile.
"I'm Dayton Austin, your district one victor!"
The boy was a charmer that was certain. The crowd clapped loudly for him and there was even a few whistles. He could be a crowd favorite easily and everyone else already seemed certain that he was. They would have to try to keep him alive as long as they could, the games were meant to entertain and this guy with shaggy blond hair, tall figure, lean, muscled, and piercing green eyes would sure be something to watch.
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Fight For Your Life (Hunger Games Fanfic)
Fanfiction24 tributes, 12 districts, the usual thing right? Wrong. This year there will be 25 tributes, and the 25th won't be announced until the countdown in the fields begin. Only because there will be 25, three people get to live. This won't be a easy task...