|The 225th Annual Hunger Games
Author: albert7777 PM
The 225th Hunger Games or the 9th Quarter Quell in the point of view of a male District 6 tribute. This year, the twist is that there will be two cornucopias instead of 1, and this results in 2 bloodbaths too.Rated: Fiction T - English - Sci-Fi/Suspense - Other tributes - Chapters: 5 - Words: 3,358 - Reviews: 1 - Follows: 1 - Updated: 10-11-12 - Published: 10-07-12 - id: 8591365
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The 225th Annual Hunger Games
In the point of view of Gauss Flamesteed, District 6 Male Tribute
I woke up to a start. The familiar whistle of the reaping signal. It was my 4th reaping now, and I had tried my best not to submit too many tesserae, but I couldn't let little Jackson go. This year was his second reaping, and he was too little to kill a human being yet.
Maybe this day wouldn't have happened if Katniss Everdeen, once the so-called "Girl On Fire" had not succumbed to the mighty Snow family over 150 years ago during the Second Rebellion. I walked toward the Square and I was separated from Jackson as we were sorted into age groups. I heard him shriek when his blood sample was taken.
After all of the teenagers in our District were assembled into the front of the Justice Building, and soon our ridiculously bouncy escort, Althea, stepped onto the stage and showed us a exaggerated example of propaganda. After that, it was time to announce the Tributes for District 6. I shuddered.
"Greetings, wonderful children of District 6. As you know, today is the reaping for the 225th Annual Hunger Games! We will be choosing two young tributes, one man and one woman to represent this district in the Games, and may the odds be ever in your favor!". Althea boomed into the microphone.
"Now, carpe diem, seize the day, we must choose our tributes! Our girl tribute this year..." Althea giggled as she dipped her hand in the bowl, "is Fannia Herriot!" I saw the 17 year old get pulled out of her crying parent's embrace and stepped on the stage.
"Give this brave lady a huge round of applause!" Althea exclaimed. No-one responded. "Now to our male tribute!" Everything rushed into my mind. Please don't let it be Jackson, I thought to myself.
Althea rolled open the piece of paper. "Gauss Flamesteed!". Me. Turns out the tesserae had its price. Well since my parent's died of morphling, I guess it's alright. Jackson shouted in misery "No! Gauss, you can't go!". It wasn't alright, I had to take care of him. I had to win, no matter what.
"Now give a clap to our to tributes for District 6 this year!" Again no one applauded. Fannia and I walked into the hall of the Justice Building and were sent to our Farewell Quarters. Jackson burst in with a tear in his eye. "You have to win and come back, Gauss!" he sobbed. "I will. I promise I'll be back for you, and we will be rich like the Capitol people" I promised. He cried as he was taken away.
Hello, this is my first novel, I hope you enjoy it. Please continue reading, the Games begin in Ch. 5. This is a continuous project so please review and maybe follow if you like. This has no relation to previous games.