Young Ones (Ems!Blitz)

[Tom]

  JAY  KREARNS 

district four tribute

Little kids feared the reaping. Jay was one of those little kids once. He was young and scared about people having to fight to the death to stay alive. The kids that went in always in the district's hearts even if only one of them came back. That was the hard part of the 67th. Leon and Siren were fighting to see who would come back home. The district was in a bit of turmoil. There were always people who would rather have one or the other. Jay's family would rather him come home than Zelphyr, while Zelphyr's family would want her to come back. It was all about opinions. Jay's one goal in living in District 4 was to keep the young ones safe. We couldn't let any end up like poor Learna Libertine who was a young one who was reaped. Jay couldn't live with it. That was his reason for saving that kid's life in the reaping. It wasn't that the guy was young, but the little boy who was running to his brother. He couldn't let that boy suffer.

Jay was heading towards some of the more survival stations. Fire making, Plants, First Aid, Trapping. Jay didn't know what to choose to go to. He scanned the area looking for other people. If he couldn't decide, maybe he can meet some of his allies or foes. Jay's eyes scanned and scanned, until he noticed a smaller girl. He recognized her right away, the District 10 girl. One of the youngest tributes in the 68th. Jay felt his heart clench in sorrow. He felt bad. He was always going on about saving little kids and trying his best to save the younger ones from the cruel world of Panem. Jay just looked down at the floor. His mind in a rush. She was so young, just as young as some of the tributes in the 68th. Jay couldn't save them all. In a week, he'd have to fight the little girl and maybe even kill her. There was nothing he could do. Jay walked up to her. A smile plastered on his face. He spoke, "Hey, aren't you the District 10 female?" Jay kept his fake smile on his face, but all he wanted to do was hug her and tell her everything was going to be okay. Though he couldn't do that. He couldn't look weak to others. Jay was strong and if he had to, he'd fight against the little girl.

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[Knuckles]

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Esme Truus

There's a hero
If you look inside your heart
You don't have to be afraid;

Weapons ain't a very important part 'bout the games. Sure it was good to know how to swing a weapon around when fighting someone, but people tend to forget 'bout the survival stations. Knowing how to do first aid on one's self when injured was just as important 'specially if there wasn't anyone hanging around to help, or knowing how to start a fire to fix the water. 'Cause a lot of times that water ain't safe. And a lot of the stronger tributes were already at the weapon stations. I didn't feel like hanging around them 'cause they scared me. Everyone here scared me, and it didn't have nothing to do with who they were 'cause I'm sure I would've loved to get know some of these people if I met them back home, but this was different. I was meeting every last one of them right before the journey into the arena where the bloodthirsty careers would emerge. And that scared me.

I was standing at the fire starting station learning how to start a fire. It was amazing watching the trainer start it without any problem in the world, but the moment I tried the fire didn't work. It took practice, but I didn't have all the time in the world to practice like I'd want to. I only had a few days, but I ain't giving up until that fire is started. "Hey, aren't you the District 10 female?" It was obvious the voice didn't belong to Kirk, or anyone I knew for that matter. I turned towards the sound of the male's voice, and I quickly turned my gaze back towards the ground. He was much taller than me just like everyone else here, and to top it all off it, he was one of the careers. I had no idea why a career would want to talk to someone like me, but I stayed where I was, and I wasn't 'bout to lie to him even though he may be marking me as a target, but I didn't care. If someone wanted to kill me, nothing would stop them. So, I spoke, but I kept my voice quiet, and my eyes stayed facing the floor.

"Yeah..."

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