VOLTAGE ✧ Finnick Odair

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Vera Calder was never bred for the Games, not in the way the Careers were, but District Five's hum of machinery and glow of fluorescent light had shaped her into something precise. Her family's work in the energy sector kept their days measured by shifts and schedules, and Vera learned early the discipline of efficiency. Her hands were steady from hours spent sorting delicate parts and repairing finicky circuits, her eyes sharp enough to spot the smallest flaw in a line of wiring. In District Five, survival didn't come from brute force, it came from patience, calculation, and timing.

She wasn't the girl who stood out in the crowd. Vera was fair-skinned, though the sun had touched her enough to warm her tone; her long brown hair fell in soft, straight layers, and her hazel eyes seemed to catch the light just so. She was quiet, almost reserved, but those who knew her well understood that she listened to everything, and remembered even more. The Games were something distant in her mind for most of her life, a terrible spectacle that happened far away. Until the year her name was pulled, and she stepped forward with a calm she didn't truly feel, her mind already scanning for patterns, for angles, for a way to come home.

That year, the 69th Annual Hunger Games would bear her name. Not as a footnote, not as a fleeting tribute, but as the Victor. She was only fifteen, younger than most who survived to the end. But with each knife she loosed, each choice she made with unwavering precision, Vera Calder proved herself not as a girl defined by her District, but as a force who had mastered the one thing District Five had given her in abundance: control.