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Name: Hollow Breeze

Age: 12

District: 8

Gender: Female

Personalit: When you see Hollow, you would only see a little girl, frail compared to the rest of the world. But when you look into her sapphire blue eyes you notice something. Pupiless, round orbs that stare into your very soul. What used to be that frail little girl is gone, replaced with a being of evil and death. She is mute, saying nothing but even without the ability to speak, her hollow eyes are enough to make you shiver. The reason for her being mute is having no tongue, all that is left is just a simple stub. The old Hollow is dead, all that remains is a shell of her former being. And she craves blood.

History: Hollow once was a happy child, her voice not yet taken from her. The day her tongue was taken from her is a day she'll never forget. She was just running around, playing with her father. She was young, young and ignorant. She bumped into a man and fell down on the cold floor. She began to cry, not noticing that the man she bumped into was the head peacekeeper, a sadistic, unforgivable man. And what he was about to do was one of the most unforgivable acts he would ever commit. He picked up the fallen Hollow by her hair and yelled, "Who's idiot daughter is this?!" Her father panicked and went up to the man. He bent down to his knees and begged the man to let go of his daughter. The head peacekeeper smirked as he put his gun on the father's head. His eyes went wide and any attempt to prevent the shooting had failed. The peacekeeper pulled the trigger and the man collapsed. A bloody crater had formed from where he was shot and Hollow screamed. The man threw her on the floor and Hollow's world turned black. She later awoke in a room, a chamber. The head peacekeeper laughed that evil laugh of his and he approached Hollow, who was finely strapped onto a metal bed of some kind. He whispered in her ear, "This will only hurt for. . . a very long time.", as he forcefully opened her mouth. Hollow expected the worse and tried to close her mouth but she couldn't. She had been sedated. The man slipped the small blade into her mouth and he cut away at something. Hollow couldn't feel the pain she wasi n and she quickly spit out what looked to be a bloody lump. Then, she realized. It was her tongue. Hollow couldn't cry at the time but surely, salty tears would've fallen to the ground. She could no longer scream. She could only do so in her mind now. Her voice, one of the thing she treasured most in the world, was taken from her. No longer could she sing when she felt the joy of happiness and no longer could she wail when she felt the pains of sadness. It only takes a simple spark to start a fire and Hollow's fire had been lit. The head peacekeeper no longer had a use for her so he decided to kill her now. He put his hand to where his gun is but it was no longer at his side. It was now in the 5 year old hands of Hollow. She was but a young girl but vengeance gave her the strength to pull the trigger. And that is exactly what she did. She fired the gun at the man who killed her father, the one who stripped her of her voice. The man could do nothing but stare as the bullet slid through his heart. He coughed up blood as he fell. His body was now coated with his crimson fluid, which mixed with the blood of the many he had killed. Hollow managed a small, weak grin as she fainted. She later awoke to find herself in a Capitol facility. Apparently, peacekeepers had arrived at the scene. They brought Hollow to the Capitol as some things had been. . . planned for her. They experimented on Hollow and slowly, they chipped away the remains of her sanity. Hollow had to endure the pain every day, constantly being shocked and dumped in water. The Capitol was using her as a lab rat. They were testing to see the effects of a drug. This drug enhanced the user's strength and intelligence. That part was true. Hollow was now stronger than a grown man, her IQ being among the hundreds. Unfortunately, there were side effects as well. Hollow's pupils had faded away, disappearing along with her personality and sanity. She grew a lust for blood and often banged on the doors, commanding that they give her someone to kill. The scientists that had worked on the drug were horrified by the progress of insanity Hollow was acquiring. They had to get rid of her, and fast. But little did they realize how much the drug gave Hollow. This would lead them to their deaths. They approached Hollow with a needle, saying it would help her even more. But Hollow was no longer that idiot of a girl she once was. She knew their plan and she too, had formulated something. She took the needle but she threw it at the head of a scientist. He screamed as the needle went through his eye, distracting the others as they tried to get the needle out of his head. Hollow found a knife and she stabbed a person in the back before slitting the throat of another. She was faster, stronger, smarter then anyone in the room. The chamber was now stained a deep red as Hollow escaped to her district. At the time, the reapings were taking place so she volunteered, anticipating the gore she would cause.

Skills: Because of the effects of the drug, Hollow has become increasingly more stronger, physically and mentally. She is smart and her small stature will lead people to understimate her. She would act weak, before inserting her knife into the throat of a tribute. She has already gone through pain and isn't afraid of death. She welcomes the concept.

Weapon(s): Knife, Poison