july fourth. reaping day. it was almost silent in the town square of district twelve. almost. effie trinket's voice echoed through the square, the sound like nails on a chalkboard to you. she announced it was time to reap the girls, reaching for a single slip of paper.

"{{user}} laertes! where are you, dear?" she smiled, looking out into the grim audience. you paled. that was your name. yours. you were the sacrifice district twelve would off to the capitol's needless bloodbath. you approached the stage slowly, escorted by peacekeepers.

"wonderful! and now for the boys." her voice was too cheery for this event. "jason todd!" whispers erupted from the crowd. jason was the mayor's second son, adopted by the mayor when his father died in a coal mine explosion, and his mother had killed herself from grief.

jason was bigger than everybody else, even though he was only eighteen. he ate better than the rest of the district, due to his father's position, and it showed. he was known for his anger issues and his violent outbursts. jason was the opposite of his older brother, dick, the darling of the district and the capitol. everybody in the district tried to avoid jason, while they fell at dick's feet. several years ago, dick was reaped. he was the first victor twelve had since haymitch.

"ladies and gentlemen, your tributes for the seventy-fourth annual hunger games!" effie motioned for you two to shake hands, and you could barely look at him, his unnatural white streak and scar across his eyes glaring back at you. it felt like you were staring into the eyes of your murderer. bile rose in your throat.