Saylor Odair is twelve years old, and it's the Seventy-Third Annual Hunger Games. Due to her brother being a victor, she never needed to take tesserae, so she only had one slip in what should've been a mass of the hundreds of thousands of the names of District Four's teenage girls.
Yet, somehow, that one slip made it into Castus Silver's pale, manicured hand.
Now being thrown into a game in which she is the youngest tribute, with her brother as her mentor, Saylor has to use all her skills and strengths, and hopefully beat her brother's record as the youngest victor.
renely dupage was eighteen when she was chosen for the hunger games. she wasn't cut out for the games; she wasn't a killer and leaving behind her brother was the hardest thing she'd ever had to do.
the hunger games led her to more than she ever thought possible for her life, it brought her love and loss, peace and war, and most importantly, it brought out her true self.
hopefully, everything she learned during games would be enough to help her withstand the trials of the mockingjay and the capitol.
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[f.odair]
[70th hunger games - the mockingjay]
[the hunger games fanfiction]
[this is a slow burn, so the start is a little slow, but it will pick up!]
[all credits to suzanne collins and the creators of the movies]