The Death Games

-Chapter 2-
Daniel's POV

Nicholas Hawthorne. Nicholas Hawthorne. Nicholas Hawthorne. The name resonates in my mind. Isn't he Gale Hawthorne's son? I can't let Tiffany go into the Games with the son of Gale Hawthorne. No, not with the son of the brutal, heartless Gale Hawthorne.

Before I know it, I am out of the crowd, my voice shouting, "I volunteer!" But it's too late. The peacekeepers drag me away, as Nick smirks at me. "I volunteer! I said, I volunteer in place of Nicholas Hawthorne!" I yell desperately. Aqua looks at me with a tinge of pity. She knows me. The boy with the fish. Tiffany and I always deliver fish to her in exchange for beverages. My mother and Tiffany love them.

Aqua nods at the peacekeepers, and they harshly shove me towards the stage, ushering Nick down. He glares at me and mouths, You and Tiffany are so dead. I narrow my eyes at him and grip Tiffany's hand defensively. He's not even going to come remotely near her.

Aqua plasters on a fake smile, "And they are your tributes. Let's give a hand for Tiffany Odair and Daniel Odair!" I notice my mother sobbing in the crowd amidst the applause. Oh, right. Both her children are going to a slaughter-fest.

Tiffany and I are ushered offstage and into the Justice Building. The hour of goodbyes.

My mother comes in first, her face streaked with tears. She caresses my face gently. "Daniel, I understand why you volunteered. Protect Tiffany. For me. For Finnick..." Her voice trails off, the same way it always does when she is reminded of my father. I nod my head in agreement. I have to bring Tiffany back alive.

Tiffany's POV

I hold back my tears. Mom's probably with Daniel right now. Yes, I must keep him alive. Especially after he volunteered for me.

I wander around the room, my hand resting on a trident, engraved into a glossy mahogany table. My fingers trace the outline, silent tears dripping from my sea green eyes and onto the trident. I vow to myself that the first weapon I get will be a trident. For my father.

Annie Cresta's POV

No. No, no, no. My two children are going into the Games. I don't want them to end up like Finnick, their heads bitten off by rabid muttations. No, they must survive. And since Daniel is determined to save his sister, then I am on his side. Between the two of them, I can only hope for Tiffany to return.

Daniel's POV

We are escorted into a Capitol train. The furnishing and tapestries are beautiful, all decorated in an ocean style. Tiffany and I flop down on top of a sea-green sofa almost immediately, while Aqua, our escort, sits down on a turquoise armchair opposite us. She coaches Tiffany on her interview while I relax, snuggling into the armchair. Might as well enjoy the little amount of luxury I have left before I leave the world...

Tiffany's POV

Aqua shoots me questions tirelessly while I long to be able to escape her constant barrage of questions. Her next question jolts me out of my reverie.

"Who's your boyfriend?"

I nearly choke on the strawberry soda I'm drinking. Boyfriend? I haven't had one.

"No one." My reply is curt, with a hint of irritation in it.

"No one?!" Aqua exclaims.

"No one?!" A voice echoes from the doorway. I whip around, only to see a pair of gleaming, sea green eyes staring back at me. I stifle a gasp. Those can only be one pair of eyes..."

"Dad...?" I ask, uncertain. The silhouette chuckles. "No, I'm not your dad. I'm Orion." It is his next sentence which catches me off guard.

"I'm your uncle."

 

Finnick's brother has surfaced!!  And he's Tiffany and Daniel's mentor!!  Like I said, I need characters for the 88th Hunger Games 

 

P.S. I'm going off to camp tomorrow(in around 24 hours time)!  It's a 2 day 1 night camp to Tanjung Leman, Malaysia  So I won't be updating for that period of time...  I'm so sorry, I'll try to get an update out this weekend, I just typed Chapter 2 in about half an hour  With autocorrect helping me proof read  I wanted to post this now as I wanted to treat all of you to an extra-long update with several POVs in it  Thank you, my readers  I'll try to update regularly! 

~Tiffany

(Yes, I used my name in the story. )

 

Ehehe. 

Okay, here's the skeleton:

Name:
Age(12-18):
District(except 4):
Personality:
Looks:
Weapon(s):
Other:

Thanks! You can omit the 'Other' section 

 

Oh yes, I forgot to add: I have already chosen a District 2 male 

 

And a D1 male 

 

it's mainly for the plot's sake. I'm not gonna add in any more tributes unless I'm writing the chapter on the Games and need the tributes desperately. 

List of tributes desperately needed:
-D2 Female
-D12 Male

Other tributes are welcome too, I need about 8 more tributes, 4 male, 4 female 