User blog comment:FrostyFire/The 500th Hunger Games/@comment-26976397-20141209213557

Name: Lythea Eleaves

Age: 26

District: 5

Gender: Female

Personality: Lythea comes from District 5, but is a career tribute by heart. She is competent and intuitive, and extremely competitive. She is willing to take severe risks for silly things, such as proving an enemy something, and for her, friendship is worthless. She is a loner, spending most of her life by herself and pushing everyone who is willing to help her away, figuratively and literally.

She is extremely curious, don't caring about the risks she will put herself through by doing something stupid. She rarely earns any feeling or affection towards other people, but when she does, she is a caring person. But slightly not in the good sense, as she would hurt and cause suffering to protect one of the few persons she grew a feeling to.

Lythea has the bad habit of hurting someone with her words, regardless of how they act towards her. The reason why she does that, is only the fact that during her whole life she tried to generate bonds with other people, but she just got ridiculed, so she entered into some sort of world where she pushes people away so she doesn't get hurt when they prove their indifference towards her.

Backstory: 

“Axel? Axel?!”

Lythea woke up from a nightmare, and soon burst into tears.

It had been one week since her brother went into the games. And Lythea definetly wasn't going well recovering from the day where his name was drained out of the reaping ball, and the district nearly started a riot. Everyone liked her brother. He shouldn't be there. It should've been his worthless, incompetent sister who is disliked by each living soul who once interacted with her.

But while her kind brother struggles with injuries and people hunting him down, Lythea is there, crying like a stupid girl.

Lythea was never that girl with many friends. She was born in District 5, and since her childhood she was a problem. She pushed everyone away, preferring to be alone over having a kind one to look after you.

And everything that was to happen would basically wreck the next years of her life.

She can remember that day, the day who changed her life, like it happened yesterday.

Her brother made it to the final two. He was going well, he had just survived the feast, but he and his ally were in for a shock. At night, they learnt that they were the only ones standing.

Axel's ally, a little girl from District 10, started crying, begging to be spared, and they ended up deciding to split up and let nature take one of them down.

But the next minutes are explicit on her memory. Once her brother turned around, the girl plunged a small knife on his back.

He fell to the ground, choking on his own sticky blood who was leaving his mouth like a fountain, and Lythea screamed as she heard the trumpets announcing the victor, who had a grin on her face as she throwed the bloody knife away.

"Lythea Eleaves" - the escort announced.

Lythea made her way to the stage emotionless. With her hands glued to her side, she stared at her district, with a face of pure determination.

Soon, her boyfriend and district partner made his way to the stage after being picked. What an unlucky day it was.

Lythea moves silently through the grass of that year's arena, her knife at ready. She looks back one last time, and sees the bodies of four tributes.

The girl from 1. Both from 2. The boy from 6. All dead from her lethal ability with knives. She moves her hand looking for a bandage for her injured leg, leaving a trail of blood as she moves, but it was burnt on the explosion, from which she barely escaped.

Then she sees it, lying against a tree, with one eye chopped off and bleeding all over the place, her finall oponnent.

Her district partner.

She moves cautiosly towards her ex-boyfriend, raising her knife, before making a noise on purpose. She doesn't want it to come as a quick surprise.

With one last wink, ignoring the boy's whispers, she sends the knife, who pegs itself onto the boy's skull, ending his life.

The trumpets sound, and Lythea laughs histerically as she stares at her final oponnent's body.

Weapons: Lythea was already on The Hunger Games before, but what she learnt there does no longer stay in her memory, as she fights with urge to forget everything she've been through in the arena.

She isn't very strong, plus she has thin shoulders and couldn't handle spears or maces. Her choices are highly limited due to those factors, but considering her physical condition she would appeal to a few weapons.

She would use a knife, using it for not just short-range, but also long range. If using it for short-range, she would try to have a net with her, so she can trap her victims with it to later stab them to death.

Reasons for Winning: Lythea doesn't have a kind heart. She doesn't have any noble reason to win, and maybe she doesn't have even a mean one. Lythea isn't the kind of person who has a goal to reach, but once she is given a task, she will complete it to prove that she is better than other people. In this case, the games are the task.

Dominant Hand: Ambidextrous

Fear(s): Fire, muttations, failure