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Re: If Katniss Hadn't Volunteered By: kiki1811
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kiki1811
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| 21 Jan 2013 06:45 PM |
Okay leave comments and tell if it's any good! Btw. DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN THE HUNGER GAMES OR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS.
Chapter 1 _______________________________
I woke beside my mother. I hadn't been able to sleep last night, knowing the Reaping was today. I glanced over and saw that Katniss had already went to go hunting. I had never been able to stomache hunting myself, taking pity on the animals that got killed. It just didn't seem right. Neither did the Hunger Games. I got up and started to make breakfest to get my mind off of things. I got a few strawberries out of the pantry and put them on some bread with jam. Not that anyone would be able to eat breakfest anyways. I heard mother getting up. She walked into the kitchen and cupped my face in her hands, saying, "Don't worry. It will all be okay.". Then she started to make hot tea. We sat together, holding the warm teas and taking sips of it. "Well, we should start getting ready." Mother said, getting up. A few minutes later, I was washing my face with a wet wash-clothe. Mother had set out Katniss's first reaping outfit, a ruffled shirt and a skirt. It was a little big on me, so Mother pinned it. Katniss had came back, and was already in her reaping clothes, too. A soft blue dress of Mothers. We talked for a litte bit, before we had to go. The we were leaving for the reaping.
Comment if I should make more or not! Thanks for reading! |
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kiki1811
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| 21 Jan 2013 07:35 PM |
No one has said anything so I will make chapter 2
Chapter 2: Unfavorable Odds ________________________________
We walked past the people who stood up and down the street. It was crowded almost to the point of claustriphobia when we reached the table. "Name?" Said one of the women at the stand to me. "Primrose Everdeen." I said in a shaky voice. "Hold out your hand please, Ms. Everdeen." She said, beckoning. I held it out, and she put this weird-looking thing on the end of my finger. It pricked my finger, and she put the blood on a peice of paper. I walked over to the 12 year old's section in the very back. I stood off to the side, trying to keep a little bit of room because it was so cramped. By the time that Effie Trinket, the lady that pulled the names out, got on the stage, I was getting smushed between people. "Welcome to the 74th annual Hunger Games, and may the odds be ever in your favours!" She said in a chirpy voice. Then they played the video about the districs, the Dark Days, and how to Hunger Games came to be. When it was finally over, Effie Trinket bounced over to the glass bowl that held the girls names. I imagined my name printed neatly across one of those slips. 'It's one in thousands' I whispered to myself, praying it was not me, Katniss, or her friend, Gale. She slowly put her hand in, making me want to yell, "Hurry up!", because I was so nervous. Deep in the pit of my stomache was was a bad feeling, but I ignored it. She swirled her hand around, then grabbed one and neatly opened it and placed it on the podium. I nearly collapsed to the ground when I saw the name.
Primrose Everdeen. |
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James0619
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| 22 Jan 2013 02:15 PM |
You should be a journalist or author c:!
Likey. I want more pl0x.
~J |
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Pengpaw4
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| 22 Jan 2013 03:38 PM |
This was excellent. More!
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kiki1811
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| 25 Jan 2013 04:36 PM |
Sorry that I haven't been writing chapters in awhile. Been busy with schoolwork. Well, anyways, here's chapter 3 of my book! Thanks for all the support!!! Enjoy!
Chapter 3 Goodbyes Always Hurt ______________________________
At first, I didn't understand what had just happened. Was I dreaming or imagining this? But then I saw people begin to move aside and murmur. I slowly walked, putting one foot in front of the other. 'Katniss will probably vlounteer' I thought to myself, knowing it was terrible to think this, but if I didn't think of something, I would have a panic attack. My heart beat frantically from behind my rib cage. I slowly stepped onto the stage. When I reached the spot on the stage where I was suppose to stand, I turned around. The entire audience was murmuring to one another, upset. "Any volunteers?" Effie asked in a shrill voice. There was no answer. I looked over to Katniss pleedingly, but she just shook her head. My heart sank, and it was all I could do not to start weeping. I looked over to Mother. Her face was shocked, but not weepy. Silent tears began to run down my face, but I forced myself not to go full-out weepy. If I was going into the Arena, I wouldn't want to be targeted first, would I? Effie walked over to the boys ball, her heels making sharp taps on the stage. She opened the paper. "Peeta Mellark." She shrilled. The name seemed oddly familar. He looked to be about Katniss's age. Maybe they knew eachother? We shook hands and I knew, if he wanted to, he could kill me within seconds of the begining of the Games. We were rushed to the Justice Building to say goodbyes to our families and friends. I sat on a plush couch, waiting for Katniss and Mother to come. After about 10 minutes, the door opened and they walked in. I jumped up and ran to Katniss, tears streaming down my face. We all hugged, something we rarely do. We sat on the couch. Mother stroaked my hair and Katniss kept hugging me. "Why didn't you volunteer?" I whispered so quietly I thought she might not have heard. After a few minutes she shook her head. "Prim," Katniss said after a few moments, her face turning hard. "You need to stay away from everyone else, no matter what.". I nodded my head. She nearly never talked this stern with me. Then the peace keepers came by, and they had to leave. Katniss looked at me, her eyes filled with tears to. We hadn't even said goodbye. But, of course, Final goodbye's always hurt more than fire.
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mineraal
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| 25 Jan 2013 06:39 PM |
| Nice. I loved the hunger games books. |
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kiki1811
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| 26 Jan 2013 02:40 PM |
Chapter 4 The Capitol ___________
We were ushered to the train station. It was loud and cameras flashed from every direction, making my eyes water. After about 10 minutes of that, we went into the train. As soon as the door closed behind us, it started moving. I nearly fell from the force of the acceleration. I had never been on a train before, but it made me dizzy. There was an ornate table with four chairs around it. Effie was sitting in one, writing on a clipboard. "Well, let's eat. Haymitch should come in a little while." She said in the high-pitched capitol accent. I sat down in one of the beautifuly carved chairs as two people came with pot's of soup. I gasped. That would've been enough to feed our family for 3 weeks! I dished some on my plate and began eating. It was delicious. I didn't even know what could be in it to make it this good. It was a creamy soup, with meat that I had never seen before. I drank the glass of water and ate my soup until my bowl was completely empty. I was tempted to lick the bowl clean, but I knew better because mother had taught us proper manners. Haymitch stumbled in when everything was being cleaned up, drunk as a skunk. I fell into a chair and drank something in a cup with a disgusting smell. "So, these are this years' tributes, eh?" He said, almost incoherently. I said nothing, being relitivly shy. "Yes, we are." Peeta said quietly. Haymitch looked back and forth between us. "So, a little kid and a kid who will probably be killed within seconds. Real competition there." He said sarcastically, taaking another swig from his cup. That really insulted me. I could see Peeta's face turning red with rage. He slapped the cup straight out of Haymitch's hand. 'Maybe now you won't be too drunk to help us' I nearly said aloud. Haymitch looked at Peeta for a few seconds, then smacked him straight in the face. He leaned over to pick up the cups, and I kicked the cup away, my face burning with anger. "Don't treat him like that." I said, my face burning. He stared at us for a minute. "Hmm... maybe you kids will actually survive for a few minutes." He said. He got up and left the train room. Peeta grabbed some ice and put it on the bruise that now showed dark against his face. "Are you okay?" I asked shyly. He just shook his head and went to look out the window. I sat down on the other side of the seat by the window and looked out, too. I watched as we passed each distric. After about an hour and a half, we finally reached the Capitol. The building rose high into the air, people in multi-colored wigs and outfits bustling down the streets. They started to point at the train, probably knowing it was a tributes train. Peeta waved at them, but I just continued staring. My only thought was, 'This will be the last place I see before I'm put into the Arena to die.' |
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Ernasou
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| 26 Jan 2013 05:28 PM |
As a fanfic, it's good.
The Hunger Games are horrible, but the fanfic is nice. |
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| 31 Jan 2013 08:49 PM |
Please continue.
~Sorry, I care too much~ |
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| 01 Feb 2013 08:00 AM |
Read all 4 chapters in a row, please more, I want to see what happens in the Games!!! Oh and do you mean Nod his Head, and I Nod my Head. Not shook, because Shook means No, and Nod means Yes. I LOVE the HG Books, and the Movie, and this is very good. Can't believe Suzanne Collins didn't write another book about what would have happen if Katniss didn't Volunteer. |
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Pengpaw4
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| 02 Feb 2013 10:58 AM |
I seriously love this, the creaters of THG should make a version like this. Always wanted to know what it'd be like if Katniss didn't volunteer.
Pengy the kitty cat |
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kiki1811
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| 02 Feb 2013 02:20 PM |
Chapter 5 The Prep Team _______________
I rubbed my arms. I was sitting in a room on a couch. My prep team had taken tweezers and plucked every single hair on my arms and legs, which wasn't that much. They had finished before my stylist, Cinna, even got there. I would rather be in my outfit that I had worn here than this flimsy paper dress. Finally, after about 10 minutes, Cinna finally came. "Hello, my name is Cinna." He said. I said hello quietly and looked down at my hands. I was shy around people I didn't know. After a few moments of silence, I aked, "What am I going for the Chariot Rides?". "Well, Portia and I thought that, since Distric 12 represents Coal, we would do something that would leave a mark on the audience, yet still represent your distric." He said. "I'll let you try it on, and see what you think.". After a few minutes, I was dressed in an outfit that looked like it was covered in coal dust. "In the Chariot Rides, there is a switch on the back that you will turn on, and it will look like an explosion, were a cloud of fake fire comes up from your feet to your head every 2 minutes." He said, standing back. I knew why. In the mines, they would sometimes use explosives to get farther in the Earth. I was unsure that the fire would be safe though. After I had taken the outfit off, I went back up to where distric 12 girl tributes stay. I took a shower and changed into a silkie nightgown, since it was night. I looked at the window that showed pictures of all over the Capitol. Tomorrow I would go in the Chariot Ride and see all of my fellow competitors. I loved the costume Cinna and Portia designed, but it reminded me too much of how my Dad died in the mines. How I might be back with him in a few days |
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kiki1811
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| 02 Feb 2013 02:24 PM |
Next chapter I may also make a picture of what the outfit's look like and upload the link. Just depends on if I have time, if people like it, and when I decide how to make it c:. Thank you guys for all the support! This has even gotten me into a writing group on ROBLOX! Couldn't have done it without any of you! Thank you!
~kiki1811
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Pengpaw4
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| 02 Feb 2013 04:22 PM |
Your.welcome :D
Pengy the kitty cat |
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| 02 Feb 2013 05:32 PM |
This is good. Prim's gonna die. I know that. XD |
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kiki1811
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| 02 Feb 2013 05:55 PM |
| Still haven't decided if Prim will die in the end... Let's just say I have something planned for the end... MWAHAHAHA. I doubt anyone will suspect what it is >:D. It won't be anything you would probably even think of happening... |
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| 03 Feb 2013 07:45 AM |
| I might not be able to work on this until tomorrow. I'll try my best, though. I have to work on my other stories, too. |
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| 03 Feb 2013 08:23 AM |
Chapter 6 The Chariot Rides ________________
We were standing in the place were the chariot rides begin. The day had gone by fast. I looked around and saw amazing costumes, District 1 with the diamond-laid costumes, District 5 with flashing, neon lights, and District 11 dressed like blossoms from an apple tree. After surveying everyone, the Chariot Rides began. Distric 1 rode snowy white horses, making them even more stunning. District 2 were dressed in outfits made of what looked like stone, while Distric 3 had costumes that a line of neon green light would spiral up. District 4 wore netting costumes, Distric 5 with the flashing lights, District 6 with what looked like trains going around them, Distric 7 looking like trees and holding axes, District 8 wearing costumes that seemed stitched together with different types of fabrics, District 9 looking like bundles of wheat, and District 10 dressed as farmers. Right as soon as I see District 11 take off, we automatically get on the chariot with the black horses. The horses start moving, and I flip the switch on my back. Instantly, a ring of what looks like fire and smoke goes up from my feet, all the way to my head, then disapppears. After 2 more minutes, it does that again. The audience is awestruck. We look like we are explosive! I hear the commentators say, "And look, there's District 12. Are there costumes exploding? Well, that'll get them some sponsors for sure!". After we all go around the square, the horses stop right were their suppose to so that President Snow can give a speech. After that, everyone and the horses go back to were they started. We get in a car and go back to were we are staying until the games. I'm wondering what Mother and Katniss are thinking back home, whether this will be good or contribute to my death. |
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| 03 Feb 2013 03:22 PM |
Chapter 7 Training ___________
The next day, we started training. We went to the training center and were about the 5th pair to show up. As soon as it was time to start, the woman named Atala started talking to us about everything we could train for. There would be training for fighting and survival, as well as training that everyone had to do. After that, she released us to go train. I started with the edible roots and berries. I already knew half of it, but it wouldn't hurt to learn more. Another girl, who was about the same age as me, came up. I recall her being the girl tribute from District 11. She seems to be pretty good at this training. It's probably because she lives in the Agriculture distric. After a while, I go to the spear training. I'm pretty good at it, but I can't imagine myself ever using it to kill someone. I watch for awhile as the older tributes throw spears. One is really good. He always gets the dummy in the head or chest. This doesn't make me any less uneasy. By the end of training, I went to the knot, edible berries and roots, spears, swords, camofloudge, and bow training. I'm okay with a bow, but I know that I'll never be as good as Katniss. This goes on and on until 3 days before the interviews. Tomorrow would be were I show the Gamemakers what I can do. It could be the difference between life and death. "Let's hope I do good." I say to myself before going to sleep. |
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| 03 Feb 2013 04:00 PM |
Chapter 8 The Gamemakers __________________
I sat beside Peeta, playing with a string on my pants. I was glad I was second to last, that way I would have time to think about what I would do. I figure I would do something with a bow and arrow, maybe a spear or camofloudge. When it was my turn, I slowly walked into the room. I saw the Gamemakers chatting with eachother, not paying much attention to me. That was fine with me, as long as atleast one was watching. I grabbed a spear first and threw it at a dummy. It hit it right in the head. That was just pure luck. After that I did a little bit of camoloudge. "You may go Primrose Everdeen." I heard one of them say. After Peeta got done, all of the tributes had already began to start eating lunch. I sat with the girl from District 11 shyly. "Hello," I said quietly, almost inaudibly. She nodded her head in greeting. We both ate in silence for a few moments. "Would you like to be allies?" I say. She's staring at her soup, but I catch a glint in her eyes. "Sure. Your Primrose Everdeen, right?" She asked. "Yes, but I preffered to be called Prim. Are you Rue?". She nodded her head. After lunch, we all went back to were we were staying in the training center. I had nothing else to do, so I just watched the people in the square until dinner time. I ate dinner, took a shower, and went to bed. Tomorrow we would get ready for the interviews. I would get to know what every tribute was like, and who to avoid. |
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| 03 Feb 2013 05:50 PM |
Now I kinda wanna see the ending xD.
Pengy the kitty cat C: |
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| 03 Feb 2013 09:13 PM |
Chapter 9 Interviews ___________
That night they showed the scores from training. Peeta managed a 6 and I made an 8! I went to bed, feeling assured that I stood a chance. The next day, we started preparing for the interviews. After breakfast, Effie would teach me about how to do an interview ''Properly", then Haymitch would teach me on the actual talking part. I ate my breakfast slowly. After breakfast, Effie began automatically. She made me wear a blue dress that was overly big on me and heels that were in the same prediciment. I could walk fine in them, if they fit my foot. We practiced walking around, but everytime I walked, my foot slipped out. By the end of it, my heels were sore with blisters. After my session with Haymitch was done, my head was spinning. I would just be shy and sweet. Since tomorrow was the interviews, I ate dinner, went back to were I was staying, and took a shower. I played with alot of the buttons. There were different soaps, temperatures, oils, and pressures. I pressed a button and icy water shot out at my ankles. I hoped from leg to leg until I got it back to normal. I dressed in a cotton t-shirt and red, plaid sleeping pants. I stayed up for about an hour just watching the square. There wasn't many people out. I finally went to sleep, worrying about tomorrow. Hoping I wouldn't make myself look like a fool. I woke up, ate breakfast, and we automatically started going through interview stuff again. By the time it was time to go, I was nervous. I got there and changed into the outfit that Cinna made. It was a pale pink, like that of a baby piglet. The shoes were simple flats of the same color. My hair was loose and flowing at my back, a headband holding back most of my hair. I didn't have enough time to marvel at the beauty of it. The interview started with the girl from District 1., Glimmer. She wore a purple dress and matching shoes. Her dress seemed to flow like water. She seemed like someone I should stay away from. Then her district partner, Marvel, who was just the same. So on and so on until it was my turn to go out. I slowly walked out, the bright lights making me dizzy. The dress flowed around my ankles. I sat down in the chair where all the tributes sit. "Hello, Prim." Caesar Flickerman says. I force myself to calm down. "Hello." I say quietly. I look out into the audience, then immediatly look back. There is more than 100 people out there! "So, your one of the youngest tributes! Tell me, how do you think your going to win." He says. I think about the question for a moment. "I'll stay away from anyone and anything that I might think will even remotely hurt me." I say in a voice that was so confident, it shocked myself. "I'll be almost untouchable.". After the 3 minutes are up, I walk off the stage and sit with the other tributes. We all watch as Peeta does his interview. Peeta and Caesar make small chit-chat and a few jokes, then they get down to the questions. "So, do you fancy anyone back in District 12?" Caesar asks. Peeta just sits for a minute. "No." He finally says after a long pause. "A handsome fellow like you? I would've bet the ladies would be tripping over eachother for you." He said with a laugh. "Well, there is a girl back in the district, but she doesn't even notice me." Says Peeta in a low voice. Caesar nods his head and says, "Well, if you win the Hunger Games, she has to notice you.". "More like she would hate me." He said in an even lower voice. Caesar looks absolutely perplexed. "And why's that?". Peeta sighs and says, "Because that would mean killing her little sister.". |
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| 03 Feb 2013 09:21 PM |
Even though I read the books, I did not expect that.
Pengy the kitty cat C: |
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