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Name: Rosabella Leto

Age: 15

District: 4 (2, 8)

Gender: Female

Personality: Rosabella is normally viewed as a nice, kindhearted ally in the Hunger Games. She doesn't mind whether they'd want her as leader or if she was just a regular alliance member. However, all she really asks from her alliance is to be the investigator. She can easily look at a body and state the cause of death. But what really makes her a good investigator is that she is able to remember a lot of things, mainly how other tributes would use their weapons. Rosabella could look at a body and instantly realize that it was the making of a Career with the brute strength or the killing of an untrained tribute. She loves to investigate other living things, but will, when needed, be harsh and aggressive. If something unexpectantly happens, she finds herself demanding orders to try and save her allies, but when she's rushed, her brain seems to think faster, but her plans are more clumsy.

Weapons: Being from District 4, one might suspect that Rosabella be an expert with tridents, nets and awls. However, Rosabella is the exact opposite. She hates grabbing onto a trident and throwing it at another tribute. Instead, she'd much rather get her hands on some maces. No matter how much she hates hearing the sound of the bones crushing in the victims face, she knows that she's really good with them and she can't try to learn something in two days of training. However, when Rosabella uses her maces, she doesn't like to use them as a melee weapon. She's weak and, if she really had to, she could hit someone in the face with it, but she's really weird with how she likes to throw them. Rosabella can easily throw the mace, whether it's on a chain or a wooden stick, even though she lacks physical strength. The only other weapon Rosabella would use, if she really had to, would be some throwing knives. A fairly common weapon, but she always kept a knife on her once Jefe was somewhere around the district. When scared, she might find herself throwing it towards the noise, but luckily, it never injured or killed anyone.

Appearance:

Backstory: I've always been the hidden one in my family of eleven. I don't know why my parents just kept on having children, but they decided that "YOLO" and "the More, the Merrier." Well, for us children, it wasn't that much fun. I was the second younger sibling in my family, youngest daughter a matter-of-fact. Belinda (30), Breeze (28), Martin (26), Ryan (26), Harrietta (24), "Gully" (23), Paciffi (21), Kekai (18), Anna (16), me and Jefe (13) were all the siblings in our family. Too many for me to even remember all of our names. But, despite the number of siblings, I always had a neutral bond between all of them.

Belinda and Breeze, my older sisters, rarely spent any time with me that I can remember. They went to the Career Academy, but they were 13 and 15 when I was a little baby. The little time I was able to remember with Breeze were usually spent when we were stuck helping little baby Jefe. She always had to work so she could go to college. Both Belinda and Breeze always matured enough to act mean to me so I didn't mind them.

However, the two mischeivious twins, Martin and Ryan, were always causing commotion. They were always pulling pranks on us younger siblings as we were doing something. Jefe was the most effected by the pranks because he was only a little boy when the two went through their "prank period". They're held responsible for how Jefe turned out. The two, to me, weren't very bad. In fact, I'd sometimes find myself trying to help them accomplish a prank. I'd usually be the one luring the sibling into the trap since I would never be suspected.

Harrietta never really bothered me. The two of us were the nicest of the other siblings. Both of us were always very calm and never found ourselves snapping on each other, until the day came where I. . . Anyways, Harrietta was always watching over my back and I'd always keep Martin and Ryan away from pulling pranks on her since she's defenceless. Plus, she seemed to shy, even to our family. I was the only person to warm up to her and, even as that, she'd still leave a few things secret. If I pulled a prank on her, she'd never talk again!

Gully was the funnest of our siblings. He wasn't the funny guy that would throw pies at other people's faces or pull pranks on others, but the one who seemed to relax you when you were nervous. We were only eight years apart so we spent a lot of time together, which was entertaining. I'd very rarely be seen with him, but not because I was embaressed, I was always watching out for Anna, even though she was a year older than me. Anyways, Gully and I would constantly sit next to each other at the dinner table and he'd always crack the funny joke that'd make the milk squirt out of my nose.

Paciffi was my brother who wasn't ready for the future. He still acts like a little two year old that spends all of his time in the basement of our house. At the age of 18, he got out of school before finishing his senior year and didn't get a job. He's one of the siblings you'd try not to mention, but the one you just pray for and hope for the best. He might not have been smart or very mature, but he was my brother. We have a neutral bond because of the pranks the twins and I would pull.

Kekai was the bloodthirsty sibling. He was obsessed with blood and would do anything to see it. He'd love looking at the pictures of the dead corpses my mother encountered as her job as an investigator for murders. At night, I'd hear him writing down in his diary (something very unmanly about him) all about how the people might have died. Only once have I really enjoyed spending time with Kekai, but that's mainly because he would frighten everything he would encounter.

Anna was always the little girl who I'd have to protect. She was scrawny and weak. Wasn't coordinated in sports, but always had a way with words. I'd love to listen to her stories about unicorns and her fairy tales as a child and would always be so disappointed when she finished. After Harriot went to college about five to six years ago, I'd always be seen with Anna. She started school a year after she was supposed to so she was in my grade. Other children would constantly bully her for this, but I'd always be there to stick up for her, even if I, myself, wasn't very strong or muscular as the bully.

Finally, there's the devil Jefe. Even his name is terrible. Being named after El Jefe, a strict dictator from the Dominican Republic who would kill people just for run, it wasn't an accomplishment to be called by his first name. He'd love to be called "Jeff" or "Lil' Boy", but all of us siblings didn't like it. He became very bitter as he was a little pipsqueak in the family and constantly kicked around. He was the main target in all of the twin's pranks so he was always very angry and upset when this happened. Plus, he decided to kill my dad during one of his meltdowns. He escaped jail though and now seems to haunt our family as we know he's going after us.

As the years pass, waiting for Jefe to make his move, since he escaped jail when I was only 12 years old, we all moved back to our small home. My siblings were always with each other, we'd never go anywhere without at least one other sibling, since friends might be working for Jefe. The only person who was always safe, or at least said so, was my mom, the CSI agent. Most of her time was spent working on cases.

In a hurry one day when I was 13, I started looking through the profile and became fascinated. Three serial murders happening within three days. This killer was killing every day and leaving no clues. The CSI didn't find any fingerprints, no foot impressions - they were basically doing a poor job at their job. What worried me about each corpse was that each victim had a carved JL in their forearm. I knew, right there, that it was Jefe Leto, my brother, but nobody could find him.

Another body was found the next day. A woman. 25 years old. 4 children. Pregnant. That's when I did a little research. First victim had one child. Second victim had two. Third had three. I knew that, in a week, my own mother would be dead since we had eleven children. Busily, I looked through the way each victim was killed. All were tortured by fire, a major clue it was Jefe since he was always fascinated by fire, and then had their hearts were cut. All these people died with a broken heart. Broken heart!

Jefe! I felt so bad for him. These woman's hearts were broken from Jefe just because of us. We didn't properly raise him, and I knew it. My biggest regret is not getting to bond with him as I did with my other siblings. Something could have changed. Maybe he wasn't so bad after all. But, these woman. All died from him. He killed them and he can't keep doing this!

I grabbed onto my mother's laptop and started to research different areas that have a missing person. There's no way he just grabs them and could kill them in a day, he probably does it over night. Maybe he lets them relax before burning them in the morning, ripping their heart out in the afternoon and dumping the body by nightfall. Whatever the case, he's doing this all on foot. Unless he has a vehicle. ..

I found myself doing the stupidest thing ever to protect someone else, but that someone would have five children, who'd be deeply depressed once their mother dies. Only packing a flash light, camera and a little pistol my mother gave me, I snuck out of my house and went along a little journey to find the first murder location. When I get there, it's all sealed off, but I know Jefe would have parked a vehicle farther away if he had any.

I walked about a mile away until I saw it, grass that was disturbed. A garden that was disturbed. I found some little trails and took some pictures of it. Luckily, the pictures looked fine and it was very easy to see he used a type of car. The only problem was the tires. If I could only find the tires, then I'd be able to easily figure out the car and see how or who he bought it from.

My thoughts led me to the second crime scene. This one was more disturbing and the body was found along the beach. The car tires, this time, was found in a pile of mud, almost two miles away. I know my brother and carrying a woman there would be too strong. Someone's helping him, I knew it, but the car tires matter first. Just by looking at the tires, I knew it was a Peacekeeper car since it literally said "Peacekeeper Tires" backwards. After hearing a little noise in the woods, I darted all the way home, even though it was five miles away.

When I made it home, I slipped in the door and my mom was deeply depressed. I knew another woman died, but was shocked that it was one of her best high school friends. She literally cried herself to sleep and all I did was keep on searching. This time, I had motivation. I stayed up the entire night, just to find some more evidence about the case.

There were almost 1,000 Peacekeeper in District 4. Only 857 were authorized with Peacekeeper cars. After looking at the tire tracks in the pictures, I was able to find the match was a simple Peacekeeper Jeep that had no doors. Easy to pull a body in, easy to pull on out, especially without being heard. However, this only minimized the number of possible Peacekeepers to 241, too many to look entirely through.

I eventually came up with the idea that the Peacekeeper would probably be going through a hard time. Nobody in the right mind would be able to do this for fun. Plus, after looking at a new file my mother brought in, she found out the person was raped. The Peacekeeper might be going through a tough time. He's probably distraught and going through a divorce.

Bingo! This narrowed down to 11 Peacekeepers. Best part was that two of the suspected murderers were already have a record for being naughty. Laccio Lavanza and Marco Reprenzie. Laccio Lavanza was the murderer. I figured out the case. The last initial wasn't for Leto, it was for Laccio! I felt so stupid that I couldn't of figured it out before, but not as stupid as my mother did when I told her I cracked the case.

Laccio Lavanza was arrested the following morning of the discovery and, after searching his house, we found the sleeping Jefe curled up in a ball. He too was arrested and put into jail. I was rewarded for my discoveries, but I said that I knew nothing about it. I gave my mother all the credit, but she didn't accept it. She showed them all of my handwritten notes and they offered me a job as an investigator even though I was only 14 at the time. I declined.

The next year, I was seen with riches and glory, but I didn't want that. Instead, I visited the jail every day to talk to my brother, Jefe. The first day I walked through the doors and looked at his face, he was surprised, and quite honestly, so was I. I told him that I was sorry, but that he should change. He's stuck in there for life so it's not like he's going to be able to kill me if he doesn't like my talks.

Then, the reapings came. My sister, Anna, was reaped. I was terrified just thinking about Anna going into the Hunger Games. Surely, she'd die. The Careers wouldn't accept her, they'd target her so the real competition could take place. Just seeing her on stage seemed like watching her stop breathing. Depressed swelled inside of me as I screamed that I'd volunteer. Little did I forget I was in District 4, where tributes volunteer every year. But with Anna on stage, it seemed like I forgot everything.

Reasons for Winning: Rosabella really wants to win so she could help change Jefe. She hates how he thinks he's the underdog of the family, being bullied by all of his siblings. Instead, she wants him to feel welcome. No matter how scared she actually is when she talks to him through the glass, nothing could give her better inspiration than trying to help out her brother.

Strengths: Rosabella is pretty fast. She probably won't be one of the first people at the cornucopia, but she'll try her hardest to at least grab onto a weapon to protect herself during the fights. Rosabella's pretty lean, allowing her to easily dodge attacks from ranged weapon, and also has accuracy with throwing her maces. Throwing knives accuracy somewhat ranges. It usually depends on whether her life depends on it. If her life might depend on it or she's scared, then she will throw accurate. However, if there's no real danger, she might miss by a whole while away. Finally, with her keen memory, she's also allowed to easily investigate and come up with accurate conclusions on someone's C.O.D (Cause of Death).

Weaknesses: While Rosabella might come from District 4, she's not the strongest swimmer. She knows how to swim and keep her head above water, but compared to other District 4 citizens, her swimming is pretty average to low. Her strokes are weak, but she's able to get somewhere any other tribute can, when it comes to water, but it doesn't help that she's a little slower. Her physical appearance doesn't show any muscles, but she is mildly strong. When facing a life-or-death situation, she might find herself with enough courage to waste all of her energy and strength to get out of it, but this tires her out a lot. Rosabella cannot be very fast when she's stealthy. If she's trying to get away from someone, she's rather clumsy and causes a lot of noise, allowing the other tribute, even if they can't see her, to find her. Other than that, the only other issue Rosabella has is that she must have an alliance. She can cope by herself, but it makes her rather insane.

Strategy: As Rosabella is a part of the Careers, she'll try to be one of the first people there. She'll preferably grab onto some maces, or throwing knives if she grabs onto them first. When she grabs onto maces or throwing knives, she'll just be very quick when she's killing other tributes. She'll try to avoid killing younger tributes or her district partner, but will not show the other Careers about this. During the Hunger Games, she'll come up with schemes for the Careers, but try not to give away anything about her trying to ditch them or anything that could come in handy once she leaves them. In the final 8, she'll leave the Careers after poisoning their supplies while on guard. If someone in the alliance seems trustworthy or someone she doesn't want to leave with the other Careers, then she'll welcome them. If they deny, she won't bother trusting them and will just kill them.

Height: 5'3

Fears: Rosabella, although seeing him in jail, is always afraid of Jefe, ever since he started to kill people. She's never been able to overlook that, even though she's shown herself to look like she cares so much about Jefe. However, if Jefe ever escaped from jail, then she wouldn't want to be away from anyone. She might be trying to help him out, to change him for life, but there's always a little doubt and fear in her mind that she's just making it worse than it already was.

Token: After Anna got off of the stage and Rosabella walked up very proudly, Anna took off her favorite bracelet and gave it to Rosabella, talking her and making sure that she won't forget her.

Allies: Obviously, Rosabella is from District 4 so she will ally with the Careers. She doesn't trust any of them, unless one of them is young and very quite or trustworthy. In this case, when she ditches the Careers in the final 8, she'll invite the trustworthy to come with her, if they're still alive.

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