Post by Yonk on Apr 23, 2012 21:01:40 GMT -5
Authors note:
I am a big fan and have wanted to make a FF on it for a long time. This starts on the day of the reaping,And is Done in a young girl, Abeni's veiw. (It's still in 3rd person,I have trouble writing in 1st for some reason.)She is an expert with spears. When she isn't out killing to get food,She is in the orchards,Picking fruit and sometimes stowing it away into her pockets. Age 12.
Abeni's meaning: We asked for this child;now she is ours.
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Chapter 1
A young girl silently Slid from limb to limb,Twords her victem. A Hungry rabbit lay eating away at a leaf. Poised to stike,A spear,only maybe two feet long,Gripped so tight in her left hand that her knuckles were white.
Her brown eyes were locked onto her prey,Her extremely long hair pulled back in a ponytail. Her skin-tight sweater held back her grey tee shirt. Her black pants tight to her skin as well.
In a flash,There was a spear through it's kneck. She reach back,pulling out another spear and waiting. This was her favorite tree. Animals,game animals,Seemed drawn to it. She felt at peace here,Where she caught her family's money. She felt it was spoiled when the reaping crossed her mind.
The reaping. The most dreaded time of the year. They take a hat and pull out two names,A girl and a boy and than.....She shivered. Fighting,that horrible war between poor children who had done absolutely nothing wrong. The capitol's way of punishing the world. She heard tell that once apon a time,there were thirteen districts. So what had happened to the 13th?
Ever since the winners of the games a few years back,Two tributes from the same district could win if they were the last two standing. This just deepened the young girl's frown.
She was 12 this year. Her name was to be entered. but what are the odds? thousands of names go in. the most she had to worry about was her big brother,Exavior. He was 17. He'd have his name entered 6 times.
She flung another spear. It dove it's way into a second rabbit and she swiftly jumped down,storing away the spears and the rabbits. They'd be traded later. Slowly,She went back to the fence.
To her expectations,it wasn't on. She easily climbed over it,and walked through the orchards to her tiny shack in district 11. She went in and her mother had a beautiful dress lain out,the only dress this young girl,Abeni,had. It was violet with dark green lace. She dressed and walked out.
She went to reach out,but instead her mother placed a beautiful stone on a rock. She did this every year in the reaping. Her father had always given exavior something,too. Now it was her turn.
She made her way to the square. it was jostling with people and they split me into girls of our agegroup. Like every year,the mayor gave a speach and talked about other stuff nobody cared about,but if he didn't say it the capitol would probably have him killed.
The mentors showed up. There was Arty and there was Amy. both were 14. Identical twins who had won the games last year. It had been a phenomonon that the two had been shoved into the ring together. Not fair,actually. But as soon as they drew a name she was on the allert.
No....No,What did they say? It couldn't be. But it was......"Abeni Wildgrass!" The cheery voice called out. She knew By the gasp in the crowd that it was a 12 year old girl. The crowd slowly parted. Swallowing ard,She wiped the emotion off of her face and strode up,Onto stage. She stood before the crowd. she searched hard.....She spotted her parents,Slumped into one another's arms,Crying their eyes out. It was so painful....Just to watch.
"Steven Clark!" Slowly,the boy moved forth. His parents were crying now,As well. And there,her brother...tears streamed down his face,too. She looked over. This boy...he was her size. And he was two years older than him. It would be hard to keep this boy alive. Tears were streaming down his face.
"Good luck,and may fate be EVER in your favor!"
--Chapter 1 end--
I am a big fan and have wanted to make a FF on it for a long time. This starts on the day of the reaping,And is Done in a young girl, Abeni's veiw. (It's still in 3rd person,I have trouble writing in 1st for some reason.)She is an expert with spears. When she isn't out killing to get food,She is in the orchards,Picking fruit and sometimes stowing it away into her pockets. Age 12.
Abeni's meaning: We asked for this child;now she is ours.
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Chapter 1
A young girl silently Slid from limb to limb,Twords her victem. A Hungry rabbit lay eating away at a leaf. Poised to stike,A spear,only maybe two feet long,Gripped so tight in her left hand that her knuckles were white.
Her brown eyes were locked onto her prey,Her extremely long hair pulled back in a ponytail. Her skin-tight sweater held back her grey tee shirt. Her black pants tight to her skin as well.
In a flash,There was a spear through it's kneck. She reach back,pulling out another spear and waiting. This was her favorite tree. Animals,game animals,Seemed drawn to it. She felt at peace here,Where she caught her family's money. She felt it was spoiled when the reaping crossed her mind.
The reaping. The most dreaded time of the year. They take a hat and pull out two names,A girl and a boy and than.....She shivered. Fighting,that horrible war between poor children who had done absolutely nothing wrong. The capitol's way of punishing the world. She heard tell that once apon a time,there were thirteen districts. So what had happened to the 13th?
Ever since the winners of the games a few years back,Two tributes from the same district could win if they were the last two standing. This just deepened the young girl's frown.
She was 12 this year. Her name was to be entered. but what are the odds? thousands of names go in. the most she had to worry about was her big brother,Exavior. He was 17. He'd have his name entered 6 times.
She flung another spear. It dove it's way into a second rabbit and she swiftly jumped down,storing away the spears and the rabbits. They'd be traded later. Slowly,She went back to the fence.
To her expectations,it wasn't on. She easily climbed over it,and walked through the orchards to her tiny shack in district 11. She went in and her mother had a beautiful dress lain out,the only dress this young girl,Abeni,had. It was violet with dark green lace. She dressed and walked out.
She went to reach out,but instead her mother placed a beautiful stone on a rock. She did this every year in the reaping. Her father had always given exavior something,too. Now it was her turn.
She made her way to the square. it was jostling with people and they split me into girls of our agegroup. Like every year,the mayor gave a speach and talked about other stuff nobody cared about,but if he didn't say it the capitol would probably have him killed.
The mentors showed up. There was Arty and there was Amy. both were 14. Identical twins who had won the games last year. It had been a phenomonon that the two had been shoved into the ring together. Not fair,actually. But as soon as they drew a name she was on the allert.
No....No,What did they say? It couldn't be. But it was......"Abeni Wildgrass!" The cheery voice called out. She knew By the gasp in the crowd that it was a 12 year old girl. The crowd slowly parted. Swallowing ard,She wiped the emotion off of her face and strode up,Onto stage. She stood before the crowd. she searched hard.....She spotted her parents,Slumped into one another's arms,Crying their eyes out. It was so painful....Just to watch.
"Steven Clark!" Slowly,the boy moved forth. His parents were crying now,As well. And there,her brother...tears streamed down his face,too. She looked over. This boy...he was her size. And he was two years older than him. It would be hard to keep this boy alive. Tears were streaming down his face.
"Good luck,and may fate be EVER in your favor!"
--Chapter 1 end--
