Call For Their Blood (A Hunger Games Group Story)
Four out of seven. Four out of seven of the surviving tributes of seventy-five Hunger Games voted to do this to us. Why? Didn't the rebels already win?
But no; they voted for President Coin to hold a Hunger Games for children of important Capitol citizens. Our fate was confirmed when Katniss fired her arrow, killing President Snow.
It's rebels' faults.
It's our parents' faults.
But most of all it's Katniss' fault.
Welcome to the 76th - and Final - Annual Hunger Games.
Katri::Always playing the blame game
She doesn't deserve to live.
I sigh knowing nothing will happen.But didn't the rebels rebel so the Hunger Games would end and then they just come along and make another.Apparently it's for Primrose Everdeen.Katniss' sister who died right at the end.She's not the only child who died.I was there at the time.I barely survived myself.My best friend was killed.I've lost pretty much everyone I cared for and loved.Katniss has lost what.Her sister and Dad.I lost my Mom,Dad,brother and best friend and my grandparents.Dad was a peacekeeper so he was killed.Mom was killed at some point in the rebellion.My grandparents died shielding me from all the guns.Katniss blames Seneca for most of it.She said that he didn't have to become a gamemaker.Well what other jobs are there?If you want to be successful,you become something to do with the Hunger Games.Well you used to.I shiver at the thought of being in the games myself.I have a funny feeling,the reaping might get rigged.I know Mayceleraine Jarsch will be reaped being second cousin of President Snow.That will leave 2 spaces in Sector 3 and I have funny feeling I'm promised one of them.I get ready for the reaping none the less.
I hold the little dog tightly.It was a present from Seneca on my 12th Birthday.The last one he ever gave me.I sigh and walk out the empty house alone.They haven't bothered to sort out Child Care for me.I wonder why.It's obvious.It's not as there's lots of orphans.It's because I'm guaranteed a spot in the Last Ever Hunger Games.Happy Hunger Games.
I drag my feet over to the Square and line up to get my finger pricked.
"Hey,it'll match your eyes.What are they?Died?"the woman smirks when I get to the front of the cue.I really hope it's just a remark not because she knows who my family is.
"No,they're naturally red."I whisper shaking.
"Sure they are."she says not believing me although it's true.She pricks my finger harshly and then rushes me along.I stand at the back with the rest of the 13 year olds.I feel tiny compared to the rest of them.I'm really small.
"Welcome,welcome!"the escort says walking out.Her name's Bonnie Granger and she's from 3.She looks over cheerful and really freaky.She has light up hair that shines and silver tattoos and she's finished it off with a sparkly dress.She looks like that Capitol people.But then again,I was never one for the Capitol Fashion,but I have a feeling I won't get the choice.She says a speech about the rebels and rebellion and how we are in their debt.How?!Did we fight and murder?No.Then Beetee walks out.He looks at us sympathetically.I don't think he wanted this.The rest of the ceremony goes along with me zoning out.I don't care anymore.
"Beta Amacka."she calls.Oh,they're calling boys first.I zone out completely before girls names.I miss out on all the boys.
"Mayceleraine Jarsch."I knew she would be reaped.Not many people know her relation to Snow though so they don't boo her or anything like that.Or they do know her,but have taken pity on her as she's only 12.We aren't monsters.
"Deva Couture."A 17 year old steps forward.She petrifies me already.
"Katri Crane."she calls.Every head swivels in my direction.Most of them glower,scowl or glare at me.A few of them look at me with pity though.
I nervously edge forward until I'm on the stage with just one thought in my head.