The 73rd Games: A Hunger Games Fanfic [slow updates]

The 73rd Games: A Hunger Games Fanfic [slow updates]

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Hunger Games
At first, these seem to be ordinary tributes in yet another running of the games. It's just a circus of people and memories, of enemies and allies. Nobody has a sense of right and wrong. In the midst of the killing, the tributes realize one thing- that the Capitol isn't being honest. They do not work of their own free will, they are merely pawns in a game of chance. The have lain the firewood and the flint and the steel. All they need now is the spark. -under revision, apologies for any inconsistencies-
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"It's not enough that I'm flat on my face, they want to make sure I die with my face crushed into the mud." "The memory ends and I'm left with it's remnants... a dream broken and jagged around the edges like shards of glass. Once something beautiful, and now just one more knife in me. One more pain to add to my collection. Everything that could have been and should have been and would have been swirling in my head like bees. But the fates had other plans. The fates wanted me to suffer." It's the 25th Hunger Games. The First Quarter Quell. District citizens are meant to pick their tributes. For most districts, it's a difficult, tense, painful decision. But for District 8, the female tribute is an obvious choice. Satinia Young considered herself happy until about a month ago. Then her world came crashing down around her. Already an outcast, her revenge only cemented her fate. One foot in the grave, she is caught between fighting for her life and giving in to the tragedy that already consumes her. But she has a secret that could be her salvation, or the final nail in her coffin. TW: Vomiting, gore, sexualization of a tribute, sexual innuendo.

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