User blog:ViniciusDeAssis1999/The New Sperare Games

Hey guys, I'm trying a new type of Games. Check the introduction and rules for major details.

Introduction
In a close future, the planet Earth is attacked. No by extraterrestrials, no by a terrorist attack. Ceres. The dwart planet localizated on the inner Solar System, the largest asteroid in that place. Its rotation was changed by a large asteroid and Ceres begun a path to the Earth. Several scientists tried to alert the population about Ceres, but no one believed. Until the time...

...the time when Ceres reached the Earth, directly on the Indian Ocean. All the Asia was completely destroyed by the dwarf planet, and the same happened to the east side of the Europe and the Africa and in all the Oceania. The large tsunamis destroyed houses on the west side of the Americas and the population died due the large volcanic eruptions, the floods, and even the hurricanes. Sandstorms, earthquakes, expanding deserts and more tsunamis. It contributed with the total destruction of the Earth.

Excluding one part. A small island unknown by the ancient population survived the attack. Sperare. The hope of the people without house. So, all the population gathered on the Amazon rainforest and the living parts on the North America swam and reached the island Sperare. There, some ancient indigenous were living and they were surprised by the new habitants.

Many years later, some earthquakes reunited all the survived parts of the planet into Sperare. The indigenous leader was murdured, and all the people who lived there were spanked and raped. And a new government arrived there. The Regency! The grandson of the president of the European Union, Malioh Gabrietu entered as the new president of Sperare.

He separated Sperare into thirteen districts as Panem had, and there are the same industries as Panem too. And the wealthy districts still wealthy, while the poor ones still poor. The only indigenous alive are spread around districts 11 and 12, but they miss the time when they can do what they want.

Rules
1. You have from now until December 7 to submit tributes. You can post as many tributes as you want, but I will take from 1 to 4 tributes per person.

2. Sorry, but I will not go to profiles. You can copy it here or send me a link.

3. You have to follow a template to join:

Name:

Districts: (You can post as many as you want, in order of preference)

Gender:

Age:

Personality:

Backstory:

Appearance: (lunaii or typed or real pic)

Height:

Weapon:

Strenghts:

Weaknesses:

Fear:

Interview Angle:

Bloodbath Strategy:

Token: (optional)

Alliance: (optional)

4. Don't be mad at me if your tribute dies or it was not selected.

5. If I made any mistake, you can tell me anyway.

6. The tribute can be new or old, I really don't care XD.

7. Be aware, maybe I will use some "adult" language.

8. Congratulations to you if you read the all the introduction and the rules.

9. There will be reapings, and then group training, private sessions, interview and then, the Games.

Careers
Luminol Miller (1), Amanda Hawks (1), Josh Eagleye (2), Keandra Hamilton (2), Finn Allstroke (4), Shen Seraph (11) [PENDING]

Alone
Kaeden Humphrey (3), UST Module 6.0 (3), Zac Watt (6), Crystal Sapphite (6), Klaus Trudeaux (7), Dakon Erick (8), Pamline Falcone (9), Mara Knox (9), William Love (10), Cassandra Goldsmith (11), Alexandra Stevens (13)

District 5 and 12 Alliance
Zhapp Kabal (5), Alith Galianna (12)

District 5, 7, 10 and 12 Alliance
Renata Alcanmia (5), Klaus Trudeaux (7), Kay Ocenight (7), Kylie Jones (10), Pyro Vuldren (12)

District 8 and 13 Alliance
Katriona Greystone (8), Dimitrius Graphite (13)

Undecided
June Lock (4)

Luminol Miller's POV
This is a new day, a bad day. Since the installation of the "Hunger Games" here in Sperare, I am training a lot for the day if or when I get chosen to represent this district. All the kids here were training all the year in some "career academies" and I was one of them. I have to make my district proud of me, and make my daddy look at me with different eyes.

"Where is your father?" A voice booms outside of the door of my restroom. Quickly, I wear the nicest clothes that I found on my personal closet. I need to be as prettier as possible, because the Regency will see me and I need to be prepared. "Luminol?"

I open the door and I see Bruce with a sleep face. I walk off the restroom and he repeats his question. "Where is your father?"

"Working as always," I respond in a clear voice.

He whispers loud and we both walk silent towards the kitchen. My mother is preparing some food for me and Bruce enters in the washroom. My mother gazes at me while I keep looking at the open curtains of the window balancing due the warm breeze.

My mom serves some meal for Bruce and I and we two eat it in silence, waiting for the hour where the Regency will select two new tributes of our district. We finish our meal quickly and my mother wears a jacket on me. I say 'good-bye' to her while I walk off my mansion. It seems so unreal... I will be so eligible as the other poor kids of my district. This is unfair.

"So Luminol, you will volunteer?" Bruce says, taking long strikes walking.

"Probably not," I murmur. "I do not care about the reaping, actually. All I want to do is see my father again. The last time that I saw him was two weeks ago."

"Look, we arrived." He says while I take my jacket off and I put it on a Peacekeeper table. Once we enter on the reaping square, Bruce walks humming some things while I follow him. We make our way towards a zapper lady and he extends his finger. Our fingers get pricked while we two walk together towards the section of the boys with fourteen years. I see a glimpse of the reaping stage, and I see my father sitting on a high chair with a Regency bizarre woman chatting with him. She is putting a lot of make-up on and dressing some special clothes and two peacekeepers push her up on the stage.

"So, welcome District 1! Hello everyone!" She yells on the microphone and I realize that she is extremely bizarre. She is wearing some pink and black clothes, while her hair is glossy and dark blue. Her eyes are dark purple, and it is extremely hypnotic. "My name is Chloa Mermanta and I will be the district 3 escort for the next 25 years." Our escort is emotionless and her voice seems mechanic as a robot.

"To start the wonderful reapings, I will select one lucky girl to represent this district on the 1st Sperare Hunger Games." She says while her hand rifles onto a big and crystalline bow standing up next to her. She retrieves off a paper and she starts to read it slowly. "Am-Am-Amanda Haw-Hawks!" A girl with smooth and straight brown hair walks to the stage looking at the ground while two young girls start to cry loud. She stands up next to the escort while she puts her hand on the boy's bowl.

"Now, let's select the young boy! I can't wait..." The escort says, grabbing a paper with a name written there. My fingers cross immediately while I change looks with Bruce and then, with my father. He mouths something that I can't understand while the escort yells.

"Luminol Miller!" Oh... Oh no. I keep on my place, waiting for volunteers, but slowly I start to lose the last hopes. Three tall peacekeepers rush out the stage and one of them grab me by the arms. My father protests with the head peacekeeper and I arrive at the stage. I hear some cries on my side and I see my father. He sprints in my direction and locks me in a tight hug. All the words he forgot to say to me in these fourteen years were resumed by this hug. My father's hug.

"How sweet..." The escort says, emotionless as always. Her tone of voice is making me sick. Finally, two peacekeepers make my father leave me alone and I walk to next to Amanda. The audience starts to boo in protest while the escort shouts at her microphone. "Let's applaud the district 1 tributes of this year, Amanda Hawks and Luminol Miller." The silence invades the district while an old man standing up outside the square starts to hoot. The district begin to boo with him while the peacekeepers take us off the stage.

Quickly, the peacekeepers race with the car and they put us on a high building, called the Justice Building. I enter on a cold room, as I try to understand what just happened.

Keandra Hamilton's POV
The light of the sunset invades my clear small chamber. My eyes start to flutter again and I open the eyes slowly. The window of my bedroom is making the sunlight transform into a shadow of my mother. She is holding my hand and I never leave her. I slap my own face and the scene disappears suddenly. My two hands finds my wet face and I take all the sweat off.

I get off my messed bed and I realize that it is not the big and clean bed that I had before the death of my mother. Now it is just a big piece of timber with a thin mattress over it. I put a torn blanket over my bed and I walk off the room. Today is the reaping day.

"Keandra?" Booms a empty and low voice through the hallway of the foster home. This voice is a little weird, and it seems mechanic in my opinion.

"I am going, Yulio!" I ask, walking athwart the strait hallway of our house. I reach the main room of my adoptive family's home while I look around. My parents were too young when I born, so they installed me on this house with a foster home taking care of me. They received me back when I was eleven years old, and they teached me some special things and training, while my father always teached me how to use katana swords. When I was fifteen, my mother died during the birth of my brother, who died too, and my father started to drink and he got poor quickly. He put me on this adoptive family again and I never saw him since that time.

"What you want with me?" I ask while I realize that all of my step brothers and sisters are watching me. They are wearing their nicest clothes, while I am wearing the same clothes I slept with.

"Today is the reapings," Oh my god, what the new. I know this, it is obvious. I just grin evilly and Yulio, my step father, wears a dark suit and he calls everybody to the car of the family. All the other kids walk up in my front on the row and I just ignore them. I like them a little, but I will never forget my father and my mother, they were really good for me. I can not let it go.

We all step on to the car and I go with them towards the reaping square. I just look through the open window and all the other kids yell and play around. Once we arrive at the reaping area, I dismiss myself off the chat with the other children and I go up to a place with the zapper lady. I get my finger pricked quickly and I search around for any sign of my father on the outside crown. But I can't see his face there. A peacekeeper slaps me by behind and he pushes me to the reaping crowd. Silently, I walk to the 17 years old girls section. I am used to be sarcastic and funny, but today is the day that I will try to show my father that I can do great during these Games and bring wealth and happiness to him again.

I just wait for the escort coming up on the stage using a dark blue shirt and some bright pink pants. His Regency style is not bizarre like the other ones from that place, so I just ignore his visual. "Hello, hello!" He yells and we all trun the attentions to the stage. "Welcome, District 2! I'm very proud of be representing this district during the 1st Sperare Games. Some peoples don't know, so I will tell to everyone that my name is Michael Blite and I will be representing District 2 for the next 25 years!"

Surprising me, the crowd goes wild with his perfomance and I just clap hands to follow the other people. The escort starts to smile happily and a peacekeeper pushes him to the microphone again. "So, let's finally begin with the reapings! First, let's a pick a girl's name to start!" He yells, putting his hand on a big crystalline bowl. She shakes in excitement while she pronounces the name.

"Mari-" He begins to say, but it is not necessary.

"I VOLUNTEER!" I yell off loud, along with a whole bunch of brave girls. I keep my hand, jumping and the escort points out in my direction.

"You, with the brown hair!" Immediately, I run off the section and I walk up to the stage with a happy smile on the face. The cameraman's take some pictures of me, while I climb the stairs to arrive at the stage.

"What is your name and age?" Michael asks me while I grab his microphone in my direction. I adjust it while all the district stares at me.

"Keandra Hamilton, 17 years old", I scream at the microphone, responding. He grins at me while he approaches another big reaping bowl.

"Don't forget the boy!" He yells, picking a paper off the bowl. He opens the paper slowly and I feel the tension along with the rest of the district.

"Mi-" The escort starts to say, but he is stopped.

"I VOLUNTEER!" Just one tall blonde-haired boy shouts on the crowd and the escort grins evilly. The boy looks around to see if everybody is checking him. He smiles looking around and he walks up to the stage with a confident look stucked on the face.

"Yes, another volunteer! What is your name, sweet boy?" Michael asks the blonde boy and he smiles again and he puts his mouth on the microphone.

"Josh Eagleye!" The boy responds.

The escort claps hands for we two. At this moment, Josh holds my hand and I look at the outside crowd again. I see a glimpse of a tall and tanned man, holding a bottle of beer. "Let's give a round of applause to the district 2 tributes, Keandra Hamilton and Josh Eagleye!" I look at the man for the last time, he is staring at me and suddenly, he opens a wide smile. I grin too, and I realize that the man is my father. I try to get off the peacekeepers' arms, trying to reach my father. The peacekeepers make strenght and put me on the car while I change looks with Josh.

Kaeden Humphrey's POV
I wake up to the sound of the wind beating up on the window of my bedroom. I warm my hands and legs, putting them under the blanket. I look at the sky through the glass of the window and I see the grey sky shining over my restroom. Today is the reaping day. I do not know if it is a coincidence or not at all, but every single reaping day, the sky goes grey and the rain starts to drizzle. I walk off my bed, towards the big closet on my bedroom. I took some normal clothes and I wear them quickly. Although, I will go to the forest now, I need to be prepared for the reaping, which will happen in some hours. I rush down the stairs to find the main room of my humble house. My parents are sitting on a table.

"Kaeden! Finally you woke up," My father says, as he opens a wide smile. Yesterday I slept here, but I don't like to live in houses, I like to stay with the other wild animals on the forest. They are fliendly and nice with me, and I never tried to harm one of them.

"Yeah, I'm returning to the forest now. So I want to hug you two before the reaping," I say, openning my arms and extending in the direction of my parents. My father and my father embrace me tight and I slap their shoulders. My mother grabs a metal plate.

"Your breakfast," she groans extending the metal plate.

"Don't worry about that," I say, as I nod to the door. I get off my house and I see the empty street. No kids playing here, no adult people arguing with them. Just the grey and scary sky and my footsteps are decorating the street. I pass by many houses and none of them is open. The windows are closed with curtains or simply, broke up. I walk more and more between the streets and finally, I find. The fence with no electricity is under my nose. I look around to see if any peacekeeper is next to me, but I realize that I am alone. Immediately, I jump over the fence and I run through the forest.

The first animal that I see on the forest is a deer running through the woods. I don't know what, but that deer reminded me of Lucky, my old friend. I don't know where she is right now, if she is died or no. I sit underneath a tree and I remember that I forgot to eat some breakfast. I see a high tree some steps away and I run towards it. I climb the tree quickly as my friends who are monkeys and I grab an apple. I sit on the treetop and I start to eat the apple silent.

I hear a strange noise coming from behind me and I turn at that direction. My best friend, which is a beautiful tracker jacker places on my left shoulder and it starts to sleep there. I look at my digital clock wrapped on my left arm and I see that the reaping will start in thirty minutes. I jump off the tree and I start to run, with my tracker jacker following me. Everybody in the path looks at me with a weird look, but I just ignore them. The ride to the reaping square takes a long while.

"Yeah, we arrived!" I murmur to myself, breathing many times like a crazy for air. My tracker jacker flies to a table and places over it. The zapper lady just grins and I get my finger pricked. The tracker jackers follows me until the section with the other boys with just thirteen years old. All the boys run away while I walk up alone to the center of the section.

The reaping starts quickly and I turn my attention back to the stage. The crowd gets in silence in a blink of an eye when the escort comes up on the stage. Her face is covered with blue and bright green make-up and her face looks idiot. I think she is dressed with a long yellow dress covered with a lot of pearls around, but I don't have sure. Her skin is bizarrely colored, so I don't know what is textile and what is her skin.

"Welcome, welcome!" She yells on the messed microphone. Our escort is totally weird, but she has something that makes me like her a little. "My name is Huntiava Fluerenea and I am really happy that I will represent district 3 for the next 25 years." She continues her annoying speech, and everybody here is very bored with her perfomance. Although, she continues.

"So, let's start these reapings selecting the lucky girl who will represent this district on the Games!" She screams, slowly walking across the stage to stand up next to a big glass bowl. There are a lot of papers and she puts her hand or thing that she has on the arm and pulls off a paper. She slides the name to her face and she extends her mouth on the microphone.

"Linde Garetuo." She murmurs while a small girl starts to walk to the stage.

"I VOLUNTEER!" A mechanic voice comes off the girl with 18-years-old section and I see one tall girl coming off that area. She has artificial wings decorating her back and she walks up to the stage, looking to the ground. The escort puts the microphone next to her.

"What is your name, darling?" The escort asks and the shy girl replies.

"United Structure Transference Module 6.0," The tall girl responds while the crowd goes silent. We all look at her with wide eyes, wishing what she is. "But you can call me UST if you want," she says, trying to break the ice. Finally, the escort grabs the microphone again and slips a name out the boy's reaping bowl. All I wish is that my name is not in that paper...

"And the lucky boy is..." She starts to announce and the angel/robot girl coughs. "Kaeden Humphrey!" She yells off in the microphone and I move my legs slowly to outside the section. Surprising me, the district begins to clap hands for me. I am surprised, I never thought that anyone but my animals saw me hanging around with a tracker jacker. Oh well, I think they saw me.

The escort walks some steps to behind while my tracker jacker starts to follow me. "Oh my god, it is a tracker jacker." Says the girl, with a painfull voice. Feeling that same that I do, my tracker jacker flies out my shoulder and places on her shoulder.

"How you can make it be friendly?" She asks, showing an excited voice. Immediately, I shrug my shoulders while the peacekeepers announces our names at the microphone. I see the escort running away off the stage and entering on the limousine. The peacekeepers take me by the arm and my tracker jacker returns to my shoulder. The weird girl sits next to me while they close the door.

June Lock's POV
I jump again and I feel the warm breeze of the forest rushing against my body. I soar from tree to tree, but I feel my heart racing everytime that my foot leaves the gross treetwigs. Just few people of my district know about this secret forest outside of the fence crossing the tribute around. I always go here to grab some food for my family, because my mother is extremely fragile and un-prepared for this. I jump again and somehow, my leg does not find the next tree, making me stumble to the ground.

Suddenly, I feel my body reaching the muddy water on the ground of the forest and I feel my clothes getting wet and dirty. When I am almost being suctioned by the mudpit, I manage to stand up slowly. All my clothes are completely dirty and I have sure that I will not wear this during the reaping's. Oh my god! The reaping's day! Suddenly, I hear the first reaping bell booming some meters away from the fence. I cross the electric fence using my great flexibility and I manage to reach in the district early. I hurry up  to my house, where my mother and my sisters are waiting for me.

"WHERE YOU AT ALL THIS TIME?" My mother immediately shouts while I am openning the front door of my house. She stares at me, nervous.

"Picking up some roots for the breakfast," I reply, trying to calm her down.

"We already eat the breakfast," My older sister Julie replies while I look at the table. All the metal plates are completely empty, except for one. I look at the floor, ashamed.

"It's ok, honey. You were just trying to help us," My mother speaks at me. Since the death of my father, my mother became very petite and fragile, but she was always teached me how to manage the easiest weapon of my father. A bow. Since that training, I always cared about my family and I can do what is needed to bring at least few food to this table. My mother usually makes the breakfast based on the roots that I grab on the forest, since I have fear to take berries and they be poisonous.

I eat my breakfast silent and I make my away back to the door. When I am almost reaching the knob, my sister yells from behind and I turn away. Julie is just thirteen years old, and she is very fragile. I could not resist if she gets chosen today.

"Can I go with you?" She stammers at me and I open my arms.

"Sure!" I scream while she runs and hugs me with strenght. We march out our house and we make our way through the streets. Our house is considerably next to the beach where the reaping's usually happen, so the ride takes just few minutes. We walk down, rushing on the stairs to reach the main area of the beach. I admire the landscape while my sister and I walk to the ceremony which is almost beginning. My sister gets her finger pricked and I point it out to the section with the other girls of her age. She plants a kiss on my cheek and walks ashamed to her section. The zapper lady pricks my finger too and I join the noisy crowd on the beach. I walk with the other girls with sixteen years old to a wide section where I can relax for a while.

Then, the escort enters on the stage and the reaping's finally begin. The visual of the escort is normal, if we compare to the other Regency people. The escort is sexy and muscled, which is strange for a Regency human. He is just wearing a white t-shirt and black pants.

"Hello, District 4!" The escort shouts and the girls start to get crazy. I don't know if they are this way because the reaping is happening or because the escort is gorgeous. "As some of you know, my name is Decob Hurtia and I will be your escort for many years."

"Let's start off with the girls, right?" He asks, putting his hand on a big bowl with a lot of paper's ready to be pulled off. He finally announce the name.

"Julie Lock" Decob shouts. Immediately, the crowd goes silent and I can hear the light footsteps of my sisters while she walks over me. Something on my heart makes me go off my section and carry her to behind. Some Peacekeepers rush in my direction.

"Alright, I VOLUNTEER!" I yell out loud while my sister sobs behind me. The Peacekeepers take me to the reaping stage and I head up towards the escort.

"What is your name, darling?" He says, wrapping his arm around my shoulders.

"June Lock..." I reply and all the district goes silent again. The escort embraces me with strenght and I try to look again at my sister, but I can't.

"Oh, alright. I think it is time to reap the male tributes now." Decob stammers on the microphone while he rifles his hand on the big bowl.

"Ma-" Decob begins to announce the name of the boy, but a whole bunch of brave boys raise up their hands and I nod at them.

"I VOLUNTEER!" The bunch of boys scream together while Decob surveys his hand over the boys. He points out to a 18-years old boy with a brown hair and he heads towards the stage with a wide smile on the face. I ignore him, because he is not sweet as me.

"Name?" Decob asks while the boy grins again.

"Finn Allstroke." The brown haired boy responds with a tough and cruel voice. I facepalm myself as I try to understand why my district partner is stupid.

"Well, that ends with the reaping's. Let's give a round of applauses to the district 4 tributes, June Lock and Finn Allstroke!" Decob shouts while the district goes wild suddenly. Well, I think that this year, finally we will have a chance to show Sperare that our district is good.

Some Peacekeepers rush at our direction and we head together into the train's direction. I think that I heard my mother crying.

Renata Alcanmia's POV
I wake up to the sound of a loud noise coming from the main room of my house. I release a little whisper to myself, trying to forget that I have to train for one more day. I put my head on the pillow again, trying to recover again, but I simply can't. I move my body off the mattress and I walk up over the window of my bedroom. From here, I can see all the exiled area. Everybody who was exiled by District 5 is here, just waiting for the reaping's. It is the only time when you can get off here to see the main area of the district. I walk to outside my bedroom groaning and I rush out the stairs.

"Finally, the incredible girl woke up!" My uncle Cain yells while I see what they were doing. My other two brothers are wearing karate outfits and they are trying their kicks with my uncle. He just grins at me while I walk towards my older brother.

"You trained a lot today?" I ask to him, whispering on his left ear. He opens a wide smile, like he is extremely excited hearing this question.

"Sure," he replies, releasing a shy smile at me. "I don't want to get killed by life like our brother." He finishes the word, sobbing. I embrace him while that scene repeats on my mind like a crazy flashback. My youngest brother being attacked by a wild wolf and I here, unable to help. I get completely frozen when I saw that, and I just helped him after some minutes. Happily, I was mentally able to kill off the wolf using an axe, but I always blamed myself of my brother's death. If my axe found the wolf quickly, my youngest brother would be alive and smiling with me. Since that date, my family always train a lot, because some wild animals can attack our house at the exiled area. This is kinda sad.

I take my arms off my brother and I head up towards the kitchen. Alone, I prepare some unknown meat that my uncle has hidden on the cupboard and I put it all on a small and metallic plate. I nibble my rapid breakfast away from Cain and my brothers. I don't want to goodbye myself again like I did with my neighbours when I got exiled on District 5.

After I finished my quick breakfast, I put my finest clothes on my body and I finish combing my hair. I need to be as most beautiful as I can, because I will see District 5 again just in the next year. There is no reason to go to the reaping's with my brothers, but I have to go because some Peacekeepers will follow us.

Cain calls everybody to the car and he drives it quickly to the exit of the exiled area. A Peacekeeper examinates everything we are wearing or using in the body, and they release us. Two special Peacekeepers will follow us in motorcycle and watch us during the reapings. Cain drives quickly and we arrive at the square very soon. I see that the square is already filled, so I just run off the car towards the zapper lady, totally bored. I push the girl on my front and I get my finger pricked.

I file myself out on the 15-years-old girls section. I move my head on the boys section and I see my brothers of 18 and 14 smiling and looking around as me. I turn my attention back at the reaping stage. Soon, the pathetic escort carries on the stage with a bright smile stucked up on the face. She is wearing a short and strapless navy blue dress and her face is covered with strong pale make-up and a red lipstick. She moves on her throat while the crowd goes silent suddenly.

"Wel-Welcome District 5!" The escort stammers and the crowd begins to laugh. She gets angry quickly and stomps towards the girls crystalline bowl. She or it puts her hand over the crystalline ball. She grins while she announces the name.

"Just remembering that my name is Bala Muraty for the ones who does not know," she yells while I cross my fingers. I can't be reaped, it would depress my family more than they actuallly are. "Renata Alcanmia." Bala announces while I stay at my place. I take a long breath while the peacekeepers who were watching me take me by the arms. Everybody gazes at my surprised face while I reach the stage.

"Now, let's pick and announce the male tribute." Bala speaks while she crosses to the other side of the stage. She slips out a paper and reads it slowly.

"Zhapp Kabal." She states and a boy with brown and yellow hair similar to mine walks up sobbing to the stage. I have to confess that he is not the best district partner, he would die early during the Games. It pratically means that District 5 is trusting just on me.

"Let's applaud the district 5 tributes: Renata Alcanmia and Zhapp Kabal!" Balla shouts to the crowd and they stay silent for a while. Bala and some peacekeepers take us into a limousine and we three head into the Justice Building of my district.

Zac Watt's POV
I wake up early on the morning and I keep up on my bed for a very long time. I sit on my bed and I facepalm myself, cleaning my sweat off. Yesterday I had a busy day. My band, High Amplitude, played at the most important club of the district, and I got loads of money. Somehow, I can't bring my sleep back because the reaping 's day is today and this fact repeats on my mind.

I shiver off the bed and I wear some slippers quickly. I walk off the bedroom and I head towards the main room. My cousins are chatting and eating the breakfast without me. They are ignoring me as I am invisible, so I just walk off my house even with night-suit at my body.

I enter on my personal limousine and the driver heads me towards the mayor's house. The driver is sweet and nice with me, and I like him.

"So, Tulio, are they waiting for me?" I ask to Tulio, the driver.

"Sure, sir Watt!" He replies, on an excited voice. Well, my fathers were killed during an explosion at the factory when I was just eight years old and I moved to the house to live with my cousins. Although I liked them, I spent most of the time playing with the mayor's two sons. We three formed a band and I was the drums player. On the start, we were not professional and we made music just for fun. But one day, the mayor posted one of our songs at the CapitolTube and now, we are very famous around all the Panem. Since that date, we perform the anthem at the reaping's every single year.

The limousine arrives at the mayor's house and I enter by the main door. There are a lot of cameramans taking pictures of me and I like it. I like being the center of the attention.

"Hey, Zac!" The oldest mayor's son, who is the guitarist, greets me and everybody on the house waves at me. They head me directly to the band bus, where I see my drums on the right side. The mayor's sons discuss with their father while the train bus and the mayor's limousine head together to the reapings area. Most of the residents start to clap hands and yell for us while we approach the reaping area. We all unload into the district plaza and the mayor walks up with the peacekeepers to the stage. After his speech, the Peacekeepers escort us to the stage and we all start to play the Capito anthem at the stage. Everybody in the district likes us a lot, but they hate our perfomace of the anthem. Maybe, because they hate the Capitol.

We finish the song and one of the peacekeepers leads me to my section according with age and gender. The escort is excited due our perfomance. She is extremely pale and she is using a red lipstick. Her dress is completely dark. I just know that her outfit combines with the cemetery feeling that we all are feeling.

"Hollo, District 6!" What the hell is "hollo"? Her tune of voice is extremely annoying, so I try to cover my ears with the hands while she is talking. "My name is Carolinne Masuno and I will be the district 6 escort for the next twenty-five years, well, at least, I hope."

"Now, let's start the reaping choosing the girls!" She screams and skips to the girls reaping bowl where a lot of papers are spread. She slips one paper and she drops it on the ground. An avox helps her, and she finally announces the name.

"Crystal Sapphire." Immediately, all the people on the plaza begins to yell, including me. We all hate Crystal, because she is cold and extremely mean, so we are extremely happy that she will probably die during the Hunger Games. She heads to the stage and stands up next to Carolinne.

The crowd continues yelling, and the escort tries to speak on the microphone. "So, now it is time to reap off the lucky boy." She continues, but no one is paying attention. We will never see Crystal's face again.

"Zac Watt." Immediately, the crowd does the inverse. They got silent immediately and some fangirls try to knock off the peacekeepers and set me free. Well, the district will never see Crystal's face again, but I will sadly work with her during the Games.

I head towards the stage while I see some fans of the band crying and the mayor's sons discussing with the peacekeepers. I walk up in the stairs, shaking and shivering. I stand up next to Crystal, but she ignores me like I am nothing.

"Let's applaud the District 6 tributes: Zac Watt and Crystal Sapphire!" The crowd is full with yells, some of happiness and some of sadness. One peacekeeper is crying and he hugs me. I cross eyes with my driver Tulio while he begins to shout like a crazy.

Kay Ocenight's POV
I am about to close the hospiital that I have on my house, and the old woman who I was taking care goes away with a wide smile on her face. I immediately lock the glass door while I see the last injuried people driving away from my hospital, oops I mean house. I converted my tight house into a small hospital where I am the only doctor working, but my young brother helps me usually. I enter in the actual house, and I head towards the bedroom of my brother. He is sleeping on his mattress, but sweating and with tears dropping off his eyes. How coud I forget it? Today will happen the reaping and we both will attend it. He is just twelve years old, the minimium age to get vulnerable for the Hunger Games.

I need to do my daily resource and I grab some plants and roots for my brother. Actually, I have some died rabbits stocked on the kitchen where just my brother and I know about, so we will have something to eat during the breakfast. I plant a kiss on my brother's cheek and I head towards the house of a seller of meat. I go through the empty part of the district and I arrive at the house of a seller of died animals. Usually, I hunt animals and search plants by myself, but I can't do it today. I trade the clothes of when I was a baby for some dried fruits. I make my way back to my house, where my brother stares at me.

"Thanks God, you are alright Kay. Never leave me again." He talks while I, quickly, open the door of my house. I hug him for a long time. When I feel his warmth hitting my body, I remember about our family. Our mother died when my brother was born and my dad was an alcoholic and crazy man who blamed me over my mother's death. I always tried to help my brother, and I always tried to ignore my father. One day, when I came back to home from school, I saw my father dead on the kitchen with a note. The note was saying that he had killed himself because he did not stand me or my brother anymore, I immediately got very mad with my father but I had to do everything to don’t destroy mine and my brother’s life. She didn’t tell anything to anyone because she didn’t want her brother and her to go to the orphanage. I always knew that I would not stand in there. So, I started to work hard in the forests and at home, I work as a doctor. So I found a way to keep myself and my brother healthy for a while. I never wanted my brother to be like my father was.

"Wear you up, we need to go the reaping." He whispers to me and I let the dried fruits with him. As he eats in silence, I put a light brown dress on my body and I walk up through the streets with my brother at the left side. We two head silent to the district plaza. I make my way with him to get my finger pricked, and he walks up silent to his section.

I go to my section and I realize that some adults outside are looking at me with a smile on their face. I wave at them, and they turn their attention to the stage. Immediately, I pay attention at the escort arriving with a dark red hair and some purple make-up. His eyes are extremely mysterious, because they seem like they are completely white. Bizarre.

"A special welcome for all the ones who are here today." The escort shrieks and he continues her annoying speech. "My name is Niñao Tufaoere, and I will be the escort of District 7 for many years." I actually think that the escort is not bizarre as the other persons from the Regency.

"Let's start off selecting two lucky girls!" He screams and walks across the stage to near the girls reaping bowl. He puts his hands on the glass ball and he slides two papers with name to his hand. He takes a long breath, and finishes the annoucement of the name.

"Kay Ocenight." Oh no. I got reaped. Now, what my brother will do? All the hopes of my brother are in my return, now he will need to go to an orphanage. I am too worried with my brother that I forget to walk to the stage and two tall peacekeepers rush out to my section. They start to drag me up to the stage and I see my brother with tears in his eyes while I mouth: "Sorry"

"Wonderful reaping for now, but we need to pick the boys, right?" I close my eyes and I open it quickly, trying to wake up off this nightmare. I catch the hair of my brother some meters away and all that I wish is the fact that he will not be stupid and volunteer for me.

"Klaus Trudeaux." Oh great, he is not my brother. I never felt so happy seeing someone getting chosen for the Hunger Games, but now I do. I don't hate Klaus, but I am feeling so amazing for not being my brother. Some Peacekeepers look at Klaus while he walks towards the stage, but they don't do anything. Klaus seems a bit scared and I see a girl similar to him screaming.

"Congratulations to the district 7 tributes! Kay Ocenight and Klaus Trudeaux! That is all for this year, but hopefully, I will see you next year." The escort finishes to talk while he pushes us towards the train station. Some Peacekeepers escort us, but they ignore Klaus.

What Klaus did?

Katriona Greystone's POV
I wake up slowly while the dusk continues on the air of the outskirts of District 8. Immediately, I let out an angry groan whie I push myself off my bed. I fall on my knees while I take the mattress off and I hide it behind my personal closet. I stare at the empty window, and I can see the electric fence surrounding my house. I live on my own hut in the outskirts of District 8, so usually, I see some stupid boys and girls trying to run through the fence and dying, electrified.

I wear the first outfit that I see in my front, some textiles sheets with many scars and the clothe is ripped out in many points. My shoes have deep holes and I look myself at the mirror. I am a monster, and everyone knows it. Everybody in the district thinks that I am very masculine and tomboyish and no one would think that I am a female. My hair is the only thing that keeps a feminine side on my body. I finish my session of seeing myself, because I am starting to get depressed.

I walk off my little stand and I head towards the main town of the district. Everybody who lives in the outskirts were extremely bullied or were exiled by the head peacekeeper. Well, I moved myself due the sad thing that happened when I was leacing at the community home.

Walking and walking. I keep walking through the silent streets of District 8 and I pass through the street of the community home. Suddenly, I hear a howling coming from an innocent girl. I turn my head at the windows of the community home, and I see the same boys who were challenging me beating up on a small blonde girl. She is twelve years old, and her hair reminds me of someone. Someone who I never forgot and I will never forgive myself for letting he die.

Johannes. Poor Johannes.

I will explain how it happened on the past. When I was just seven years old, I was moved to a community home. Although the goverment was the official ruler of the home, I quickly learned that it really was not the goverment, it was a group of strong older boys. After six years where I tried to avoid them, I saw one of them beating up my old best friend, Mary. Immediately, I got mad and attacked. Even as 14 years old, I was physically strong and I had the element of surprise with me so I beat the boy up. After that, I was considered the main target of the other boys and they begun to chase me. That was when I started to train. One of the boys tried to beat me up, but I was much stronger and I beat him. However, I continued to train. Once, when I was seventeen years old, four boys attacked me and I beat them all up. After that the boys left me alone, and me would beat the boys whenever they would try to beat up someone else. But the boys still wanted revenge... and sadly, they got it. A 12 years old boy, called Johannes, had grown on my heart after I once helped him against the mean boys. Johannes got so thankful for myself that he bought pastry from the bakery for me, using the rest of his money. I never had anyone thank me for saving them, and I, immediately, liked him. But one day the blame dropped on me, the group of boys cornered Johannes when I was away, and they beat him up for hours when one of them accidentally pushed the nose-bone through Johannes' skull punturing his brain and killing him. On the other day, I found the body of Johannes lying in the gutter. I knew it was my fault, and I knew that this happened to Johannes because of my actions. I stopped protecting the younger kids, and I let the boys take over the communety home and I moved myself to my own little hut in the outskirts of the districts. I run away and I let the girl being harmed up. I head towards the reaping plaza and I see the District 8's residents filling the crowd of the reaping area. I make my away up the zapper lady, and I get my finger pricked quickly. She points out to the girls section which is the near the stage. I walk silent to the girls section and I stand up next to some annoying girls. The escort arrives and I realize her style which is extremely weird, she is wearing dark green bras and pants, but she has no make-up, except for a purple lipstick. I would consider her as a Regency person, but not that bizarre.

"Welcome, welcome, welcome, welcome! Hello District 8! My name is Turanavamienurere Matulaitatoe, but you can call me just Tutu!" The escort shrieks while I start to think that the girl screaming is better than her voice. "I know that just few of you are excited for this, but I don't care. So let's start off with the reaping's announcing the girls who will compete on the Games."

She slowly goes across the stage and she stands up next to a crystalline bowl. She slides two papers with names off the girls reaping bowl and adjusts her microphone. Now it will get loud. She breathes and announces the girl's name slowly.

"Katriona Greystone." I hear some laughs coming from the boys section and I turn away to see some boys grinning evilly at me. I control myself and I walk up towards the stage. I rush up the stairs and I stand up next to the crazy escort.

"Oh, nice... Nice... Well, now it is time to reap off the boys." She speaks on the mic and goes forward to another bowl on the other side of the stage. She returns to the center of the reaping stage, just to finish the announcement of the boy's name.

"Dakon Erick." Immediately, a boy with dark hair walks off his section and I see one young girl crying of sadness. The boy has some few scars, but nothing too worse. I remember him. I think he lives next to my house, on the outskirts of the district. Poor one, I bet that he had a sad past just like me. He climbs the stairs and he stands up next to me. We both are tall and strong enough to make District 8 have a victor.

"Well, it finishes with the reaping. Now, let's give a round of applauses for Katriona Greystone and Dakon Erick, the District 8 tributes!" The escort screams, but the crowd keeps silent. They do not open their mouth and just keep staring at us.

The Peacekeepers escort Dakon and I and we all head towards the train station. Dakon is mentally disturbed, I think. We two will make a serious wound on these Games, I can feel it. I think that District 8 will finally be proud of us. Well, I think.

Pamline Falcone's POV
I wake up to the sound of some sparrows singing on my window. This is the day that my dreams will come true. Today, one lucky boy and one lucky girl will be forced to compete in a "Hunger Game". One game that some young people will kill themselves, and I can't wait to finally kill a girl from District 1. It is my goal since the date that my sister died, and I have sure that I will be able to revenger her death and kill any girl coming from that damn district, the 1.

Alright, I will tell you my sad history. I always was shy as a kid, and I never liked to be around other kids. But, I literally loved being with my sister, and we lived deep in the forest so I never got the chance to make any friends. When I was just thirteen years old, my sister was called for a job in the Regency though, and I was put through the pain of watching her compete into a mini-Game where some ten unlucky kids had to kill each other. My sister did decently well, making it through without killing anyone. But sadly she placed 5th when the district 1 tribute, who by the way was a girl, killed her. Immediately, I got sick and now, I want to revenge her sister anyway. This year I finally trained a lot, and moved to District 9 along with his family, now only my dad since my mother commited suicide, and lived here. This year I will volunteer, vowing that I would not return, probably, but that I would kill the 1 female and revenge my sister.

I get off my bed and I put some shoes that I find on the floor. I put the nicest clothes I've ever had on my body and I rush out the stairs to reach the main room of my house. My father is sleeping on his bedroom, so now I have a chance to train all alone. I grab the wooden mace that I have hidden behind the cupboard of the kitchen and I head towards a special room where I train. There is one of my sister's big dolls. I place it on the center of the room and I begin to hit it with the mace. I keep tossing the mace at the doll, wishing it could break up apart in the middle. I keep training for hours until the time that I feel someone coming from behind.

"What are you doing?" My father asks, glaring at me. He crosses the room and takes the wooden mace off my hand. His hands wraps my shoulders.

"Why, son?" He asks, looking at me in the eyes.

"You will not understand, father." I begin, staring at his miserable eyes. "My best friend in the world got killed and I can't let her death be forgotten by the rest of the world. She loved me a lot, and I simply can't let she die without a revenge." I murmur, sprinting away from the room and walking off my house. I run through the empty streets of the district and I finally reach the reaping plaza. I take a long breath and I make my way towards the zapper lady. She gets my finger pricked and I go to my section according to gender and age.

The escort is completely bizarre. He is wearing a pink t-shirt and some bright green pants which change the color every single step. It really does not surprise me, because I would imagine anyone coming from the Regency wearing that type of outfit.

"Welcome, District 9!" The escort begins his speech, and adjusts the mic. "My name, as many as you know, is Robertho Carle and I will represent District 9 for the next years." The escort continues while I look at the crowd outside the plaza and I see my father searching for me.

"Let's finally start these reaping's, let's pick the girls off now!" Robertho shrieks while some avoxes enter on the stage with a big glass bowl. Robertho puts his hand on the girls reaping bowl and he slides off just one yellow paper. Slowly, he announces.

"Mara Knox." The escort shrieks while one girl emerges from the dense crowd. She is wearing dark clothes and she has an extreme black make-up. Something tells me that she is goth or something like that. Well, not that bad compared to other type of persons.

"Now, it is time to decide the boys who will participate," Robertho screams at the microphone and he walks up to a big crystalline bowl with many names inside. He slips out just one paper and prepares himself to announce. However, I'm ready.

"Marco Paolo." He says while one small boy walks off the 12-years old section. Well, I will not just try to revenge my sister, I will save one life.

"I VOLUNTEER!" I yell while the boy is almost passing over me. I exit my section and I put my hands up. The boy thanks me quickly, while peacekeepers take him off the scene. I march towards the stairs with all the district staring directly at me.

"Oh my god, this is good. I never expected a volunteer from these districts. But now boy, tell me your name." The escort says, putting the microphone next to my mouth.

"My name is Pamline Falcone," I stammer while the escort claps hand alone to me. Suddenly, some Peacekeepers enter on the stage and they announce our names. They take Mara and I off the stage while the crowd goes wild.

What the-

Kylie Jones' POV
It is cold here on my bedroom. The window is broken up and the cold breeze is making me shiver under the thin pieces of blanket that is covering me. Alright, I give up. It is not time to keep asleep. Today is the reaping's day, but my father and my mother work like today is a normal day. I have to go with them to the scientists special house and then, I will go to the district plaza. Seems a normal day, like every single day in my life. Help my parents and then, go to the district square and see people around. Sounds good as always.

Slowly, I creep down the stairs and I reach at the kitchen of my house. My mother is already wearing her white scientist coat and my father is already on the car of the family. My mother looks at me and she heads up in my direction with a worried smile on the face.

We two cross eyes for a while, she is waiting for me to start up with the conversation, but I can't. I will talk to her if she starts the chat. "So, what is up Kylie?" She asks, breaking the ice stucked up on our faces. Immediately, I open a smile. I love to chat.

"Nothing. What ae you and dad doing right now?" I ask her while she finishes putting the dense coat on her body. She puts her hand on my shoulder.

"We will go to the laboratory, and you will stay up here waiting for the reaping, right? But I promise that I will be there when it starts." She whispers at my ear and I nod in agreement. She extends her diamond pendant and I palm it quickly.

"You can stay with it. It is my gift for you," She says, while she walks off the house and slams the door behind her. Immediately, I return to my bedroom.

I open the closet and I wear some normal clothes for the reaping's. I finish combing my hair in a blick of an eye and I put the diamond pendant around my neck. I replace the shoes and I put one brand new. I get off my house with a smile on the face and I make my way through the silent streets of District 10. Usually, many kids play here on normal days, but today is a special day. Maybe, I am the only one in the district who is already thinking at coming back to my house.

I arrive at the reaping plaza and I see the Peacekeepers already starting to prepare the place to the reaping's. I see an empty bench and I walk towards it. It reminds me of my routine here in the district. Sometimes and if I want, I would just sit on any bench in the town plaza and watch people walk over me. I barely can tell how people are feeling based on how they act. And I really hope to do it today, but I imagine that the people are confused and excited as I am.

I sit on the bench and I watch the first kids arriving at the plaza. All of them look the same, heads down and fingers crossed. I can feel that they don't want to be reaped, just like me. I don't see any surprise on their reaction, but I get surprised when I see a pair of siblings coming to the plaza. The girl seems experient and very skilled, but she is extremely worried about the reaping. But the boy... He is small and young, and everybody can see that he did not train for this, but I don't know... I feel that he wants to volunteer, participate in the Games, but I seriously don't know the reason. After their turn at the zapper lady, I stand up and I march out towards her. I get my finger pricked and I walk up towards the section with the other sixteen years old ladies. We wait for some minutes until the time that the escort finally enters on the stage.

Horrible. This is how I can describe our escort. She is like a cow wearing pink. Her skin is totally white with some white sheets. Her eyes are similar to a cow's and she is wearing boots. But she has a long and bright pink dress with a shiny pink make-up around her face. Totally stupid.

"A warm welcome to everybody on District 10!" The escort screams as expected. "Let's start the most special time of the year, the reaping's." Obvious that it is not the most special time. I try to enter in the mind of the escort and discover what she is thinking, but I can't. Maybe, the make-up is blocking my mind.

"My name is Lireava Munueva, and I will be the escort of District 10 for the next years. But, let's start it off reaping the lucky girl who will compete on the Games." She shrieks and walks across stage to reach the girls reaping bowl. She grabs one paper and reads it slowly.

"Kylie Wilson, oops I mean Jones." Lireava shrieks and I walk off my section and I start to walk towards the stage. But one thing repeats on my mind; why the hell she called me "Wilson"? I stand up next to her while she returns to the mic.

"Now, let's reap off the boys!" Lireava screams and she walks to next to the boys crystalline bowl. I catch a glimpse of the boy who I saw coming on the plaza with his sister. I am feeling that he will do something stupid, but I don't know what.

"Matto Junata." Lireava announces, but someone screams loud.

"I VOLUNTEER!" I turn my head at the boy and I see his hand. He walks off his section and his sister starts to scream like a crazy. He just ignores her and some Peacekeepers follow him to the stage. The escort claps hand alone and extends the mic.

"What's your name, dear?" The boy opens a smile.

"William Love." The boy speaks and the crowd goes silent. No one expected a volunteer coming from our district, why he did it? He is so stupid... His sister continues crying on the crowd, and he does not pay attention at her. What a good brother.

Then, some Peacekeepers enter on the stage and they take us off the stage towards the exit of the plaza. I take a look on my bench for a last time, when one Peacekeepers pushes me to the train hall. William enters with a smile on the face and stares at me. We two cross eyes, but no one starts the conversation.

Cassandra Goldsmith's POV
I wake up and I hear many howl's coming from underneath the tree where I was sleeping. I stare at the dark sky. The sun is almost rising on the horizon, as the moon sets. The clouds are dark and the thin rain falls over the treetwig where I am. My clothes are wet, and the rain water is making my hair be straight. Usually, my hair is messed up a lot, because of my life in these woods. I look at the ground and I see my best friend coming, so I pull myself off the treetwig.

"Aww", I murmur while my leg finds the hard ground of the forest. The yellow eyes of my friend wolf becomes sad and she comes towards me. She howls something else to me while she licks the wound, exactly how she did on the first time that I met her. The other young wolves come running in our direction and they surround me as my friend heals my leg.

"Tha-tha-n-nks", I stutter low to the wolf and she opens a wide smile. Looking at her puppy eyes, I remember the first time I saw her...

''"Cassandra..." Some boys were creeping me outside the school, when I was going home. One of them was with a wooden club at one of the hand's. They were following me during the path, but I did not think they were planning on attacking me. But sadly... they were. ''

''When I was almost reaching at my house, one of the boys punched me on the left cheek making me fall on the sidewalk. Blood was pouring out my mouth while the boys started to laugh like crazies. I would run or fight run now, but it would be stupid coming from me. My parents did not care for me, so does everybody. It is almost impossible that someone will help me. So, instead of trying to stop with it, I leave they do what they want. One of them grabs me by the hair and I start to yell in panic. "Calm down, Cassandra. We will not hurt you." The leader of them said it out on my ear while the other ones begin to laugh again. He throws me at the ground again and they begin to drag me towards the outskirts of the district. Sometimes, one of them kicks me at the belly, but I try to bear out with the pain. ''

''They lock me inside of a small house with no one inside. I start to panic and slam on the door, but they do not open. So, I shout: "YOU ALL ARE IDIOT GUYS!" and the repentance comes on my heart. Immediately, I run away and I hear the door openning again. "Let's see Cassandra. Let's see!" The leader of them shout while one of them grabbed me by the arm. He put me in the center of the house and all of them spit on me. I thought it would be the worst thing that they could do, but I was wrong. ''

''Suddenly, the leader kicked my head, throwing me to the floor. Another one kicked my stomach, and I felt the oxygen letting out my body. They begun to hit me with hard punches and kicks, and one of them even broke up a chair on my head. Suddenly, the leader finished the job. He kicked me directly on the heart, making me stumble and faint. The guys thought I was died, and they ran away celebrating. So, after their leaving, I joined all the rest of my strenght on my arms and I dragged myself to the woods. I passed out again, and one wolf came by me. It healed me and since that date, this wolf is my family. She had cubs, so now the pack is reunited again. They are everything I have, and everything I need.''

The reaping bell chimes through the forest and it breaks up with my thoughts. I force myself to stand up and I remember that todya is the reaping day. It is the first time I will go to the district ever since my entrance on the woods. I think that everybody there will get very surprised with my return, because they all think I'm dead, forgotten on the graveyard.

I give a good-bye to the wolves, kissing just right above their nose. My "mother wolf" and I walk through the forest. She will follow me during the path to the district, but she will not leave the forest. And I wish it was not mandatory my presence on the reaping's. When we arrive at the edge of the forest, I wave at her as she blinks. The way to the plaza takes just few minutes and I immediately, marchs out towards the zapper lady. She looks at me with a surprised look and she gets my finger pricked. While I walk through the halfway to find my section according to gender and age, some girls look at me with scared eyes and I turn my attention at the boys. I see the boys who bullied me gazing at my movements, while the leader of them faints. Some boys try to help him, and I grin immediately. Even though, it will not revert what he did with me before.

The escort adjusts his microphone and he gives some slaps on the throat. This is why I can't understand the humans. That man is wearing some green sheets of texile around his abdomen and his pants are horrible with orange highlights. I am almost puking on the floor while the escort clears his throat for the last time before the start of the reaping's.

"Welcome, welcome District 11!" That Regency man shouts in a bizarre voice and I cover my ears. They do not deserve to hear this. "My name is Marcino Lowerpol and I will be the escort of you during these reaping's." I let my hands drop to my waste and the escort continues.

"Now, let's reap off the lucky girl," Marcino announces while he walks across the stage to find the girls reaping bowl at the left side. He returns to the microphone and opens the paper slowly. I don't know why, but I cross my fingers. "And the girl is..."

"Cassandra Goldsmith." Oh good. It is not me. All the girls start to look at the sides and most of them point out to me. I start to walk off the girls section, but some Peacekeepers rush out the stage and grab me by the arms. They take me to the stage and I wonder to myself why they are doing this with me. My name is Ko-u-me, not Cassandra whatever. The escort grins.

"Well then, let's pick the boy." Marcino speaks while he crosses the stage to reach at the boys reaping ball. I turn my attention at the boys section and I see most of the boys who bullied me laughing off my face. Then, I remember about my family back in the forest. Probably, they will never see me returning to there. At this time, they are already asking to themselves why I am not back. Marcino slides one paper off the boys reaping bowl and he clears his throat again.

"Lindoo Evans." Marino announces while a small boy comes through the hallway. Suddenly, I feel that something will happen.

"I VOLUNTEER!" Screams three boys. Marcino gets excited immediately and balances his hand searching for the volunteer. He smiles and points out to a boy with white and spiky hair. He walks up towards the stage alone and I vomit at the stage.

While some Peacekeepers take the vomit off the stage, the boy comes and stands up next to the escort. I can feel that he will not last long during the Games.

"What is your name, dear volunteer?" Marcine asks while the boy opens a smile again.

"Shen Seraph." He says while some big boys claps hands for him. However, the rest of the district is still silent as always. I never knew that they would have some respect for me.

"Let's give a round of applauses for the district 11 tributes; Cassandra Goldsmith and Shen Seraph." The escort says and I still don't knowing who the fuck is Cassandra Goldsmith. Then, some peacekeeper come on the stage and take us to a limousine.

No one will ever remember me anyway, well, except for the wolves pack.

Alith Galianna's POV
I am sitting on the couch of the main room of my house, just waiting for the time to go to the reaping's plaza. I seriously hate this day, I can't believe that the Regency thought in a type of "Game" where innocent kids have to kill each other. This is simply disgusting.

"Hi, darling! Are you alright?" My gentile mother enters on the room with a smile on the face. Actually, she is the only one in the family who likes me since El's death. My older brothers and my father hate me so so bad that even the Hunger Games seem good for me.

"I am fine as always." I respond. Even though, I am not fine since the time when El was in my side. I remember the day of her death like it was yesterday.

Basic Rules
Every sponsor starts with $500 per tribute.

You can sponsor a tribute who is not your's, but you will earn just $200 to sponsor that tribute.

You can't switch after the start of the Games, but you switch any time before it.

How to gain money
Each kill, the tribute earns $50.

If the tribute reaches the top 14, he/she earns $25.

If the tribute reaches the top 8, he/she earns $50.

If the tribute reaches the top 4, he/she earns $75.

Sponsors Table
Green means this tribute is alive.

Red means this tribute died.

Pink means this tribute won the Games.

Weapons

 * Sword: 100
 * Knife: 50
 * Dagger: 80
 * Throwing Knives (x10): 100
 * Spear: 110
 * Mace: 85
 * Axe: 95
 * Throwing Axes (x4): 110
 * Crossbow: 160
 * Bow: 120
 * Quiver of Arrows (x12): 25
 * Trident: 125
 * Rocks (x12): 25
 * Blowgun: 50
 * Darts (x12): 25
 * Machete: 80
 * Whip: 85
 * Rocks [for slingshot]: 25
 * Shurikens: 250

Food & Water

 * Water: 60
 * Milk: 40
 * Bread: 40
 * Fruits 1 (Apple, banana, orange, pear): 110
 * Fruits 2 (Strawberry, papaya, melon, peach): 100
 * Soup: 80
 * Dried Meat: 90
 * Raw Meat: 50
 * Complete Refection: 200

Medicine

 * VDAHeal (Instant Relief): 400
 * Burn Cream: 95
 * Freeze Cream: 90
 * Bandages: 80
 * Pain Killer: 115
 * Antidote (for poison): 95
 * Band Aid (x10): 50
 * Sleep Spray: 95
 * Iodine: 25

Warmth

 * Sleeping Bag: 170
 * Blanket: 160
 * Parka: 250

Special Items

 * Night-vision Glasses: 250
 * Lighter: 100
 * Snowshoes: 100
 * Wooden Shield: 110
 * Arrow Armor: 75
 * Map of Arena: 600
 * Tribute Localizator: 700

Others

 * Camouflage Paints: 100
 * Net: 50
 * Wire: 75
 * Backpack: Small (100); Medium (200); Large (425)
 * Plastic of piece: 20
 * Rope: 30
 * Empty Backpack: 50
 * Raft: 275
 * Paddles: 100
 * Poison: 75
 * Matches: 45