The Never Ending Games

The capital is hungry for more districts and tributes for their games and invade England and Ireland, adding districts 14 and 15. Niall Horan must win the games but one of his best mates, Louis, is also in the games. They must face the dangers ahead in order to win. Will their friendship be able to survive the games?

Bri has missed her best friend who supposedly died in the war. But when she becomes a tribute in the games, does she find out the truth? Read to find out.

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2. The Reaping

*Six month's later*

~ Bri's P.O.V. ~

I sat in despair as today was not a good day. It was reaping day and it would be the first reaping for District 14. I was once from Ireland about 6 months ago, but the Capitol defeated us in the war and took us to America to become the 14th district. It was disturbing to think about our day of lose. I didn't only lose my country that day. I also lost my best friend. She was a messenger during the war and she was sent to send a message to England that we needed help. She never came back though. They said she died when a bomb hit the ground, but I couldn't believe it. We were like sisters.

I walked through the small kitchen and saw my sister, Kristi, easting some sort of soup that my mom most likely made. "Here have some." She gave me the bowl.

"No you eat it. Your younger and need it more than I do." I told her.

"But it's reaping day. You need to eat too." She told me.

"No. I'm fine." I said again.

District 14 was much like 12. Poor and always hungry. The Capitol gave us the element of animals. We were supposedly the district with the best hunting ability and the most wild animals. I rolled my eyes. I couldn't hunt. I couldn't use a bow and arrow even if I tried. I had tried to learn but it was useless. My fingers just fumbled when the bow was in my hand and I could never keep a steady aim.

About all I could do was throw a rock. I didn't see how that would help me if I had ever been chosen to go into the games. I did now some one who could use a bow though. He had picked up the ability as soon as it was taught to him. His name was Niall. He was quite handsome, with his blonde/ brown hair and his blue eyes. I had to admit I had a small crush on him, but he would never notice me.

In the morning I would always try to practice with a bow. I would secretly go into the woods and at least try to get better at it. To see if I could get any improvement. I slipped out of the kitchen and ran outside into the woods that were near by. I always left my bow in a pile of leaves at the edge of the woods. I grabbed it and rushed into the trees to get a little practice before the reaping.

I had my bow in my hand and tried to steady it. It was worthless. My hand would always shake. It felt unnatural to hold a bow in my hand. I tried slipping an arrow into the bow sting but I didn't know how. I took a guess and when I shot the arrow it went straight into the trees about 10 feet away from where I was aiming. I heard a rustle in the bushes as someone was about to step into the clearing.

I bolted towards the trees. I ducked behind a leafy bush hoping I wasn't spotted. "That's weird. I could've sworn I heard something." A male voice spoke. I looked through the leaves to see the familiar blonde figure of Niall. He had his bow in hand and was ready to shoot at anything that popped out at him. I slipped a little shaking the bush, which alerted Niall. He picked up a rock and threw at the bush I was hiding in.

"OW!" I screeched as the rock hit me on the shoulder.

~ Niall's P.O.V. ~

I knew I had heard something. "Come out! Who ever you are." I said cautiously with my bow ready. I heard the bush shaking as a female shape appeared. She had brown hair with blonde streaks and blue eyes. I had seen her in the district before. I think she was in my school. We had music together I believe. I didn't know her name though. I dropped my bow to my side and released the arrow.

"Sorry I thought I was the only one who hunted in these woods." I apologized.

"O umm.. I wasn't really hunting." She said. I looked at the bow in her hand.

"Then why do you have a bow?" I asked.

"O errr, well." She looked a bit shy. "I was just practicing. I'm not umm very good with a bow and arrow." She told me.

"You  can't be that bad." I told her smiling. "Let me see." I asked. She held up her bow and I could see her shaking. She had no control of her bow. She tried to get the arrow in but failed and when she shot it, the arrow was way off her target.

"I Could help you?" I volunteered.

"Errr, well I gotta get going." She told me. "I have to get ready for the reaping." O ya I forgot about the reaping.

"Well maybe I'll see you around?" I said before she left. She smiled at the ground then ran into the trees. Just like that without saying a word. "Ok then." I said to myself.

 ~ Mitchell's P.O.V. ~

I watched out the window as my sister came out of the woods. I knew that she was practicing out there and I just hoped she got better at using her bow. I already knew how to use one. My dad had always taken me out hunting before but Bri she had no idea how to use it. I had tried to teach her but she just never payed much attention. I had given up after awhile.

My sister walked into the kitchen. "How was practicing?" I asked her.

"The usual. No improvement." She sighed.

"It's ok, you'll get better." I told her. Bri stared at me.

"Yeah right." She muttered. I frowned. "There was a boy out in the woods." She told me.

"Really?" I was surprised. there was never anyone else in those woods besides me and my sister. "Do you know who it was?" I asked her casually as I was cleaning up the kitchen for my mom.

"Niall." She said.

I didn't think I knew  Niall. I just forgot about it. It wasn't that big of a deal. Besides there was bigger things to worry about. The reaping was today.

~ Bri's P.O.V ~

I was getting ready for the reaping. I decided to go to the stream in the woods to take a bath. I took the dress my mom had laid out for me and ran outside back into the woods. Once I had cleaned off and scrubbed my body I put on the light yellow dress. I went back inside and put on the shoes my mom had put on my bed. As I brushed my hair she came in and watched me in the mirror. She smiled softly. She sat on my bed and motioned for me to sit next to her. She fish tail braided my long hair down my back.

Kristi walked in and sat on my lap. I murmured in her ear not to worry and that she won't get picked. She turned to me and dumped a silver necklace into my hand. "I found this when we were still in Ireland." She told me. I smiled. "I want you to wear it." She told me. I handed to my mom and she slowly put it around my neck.

"Is that good?" I asked my sister.

"Yupp." She said smiling.

As I looked in the mirror I wished my best friend was here. It would be so much easier with her by my side. I heard the bell ringing signaling for people to start heading towards time square. I slowly walked out of my room and watched my older brother lift my sister onto his shoulders. He would be attending the reaping as well because the rules had changed. You were entered into the reaping when you turned 12 and would be taken out when you turned 20. I was 17 and my brother 19. My poor sister only 13. She would be in the reaping way more times than me and Mitchell.

Mom wished us luck as we walked with the crowd. When we got to time square, we got our fingers pricked and our blood recorded on a paper before the drawing. Me, Mitchell, and Kristi got separated into our age groups and gender. I found Mitchell in the boys crowd but I couldn't find Kristi.

Before I could find her the doors to the town hall opened and a short lady with a blue wig on stepped out with some peacekeepers. She had on a short blue dress with what seemed like 8 inch heels on. It was weird how people from the Capitol dressed. But it was also weird what the district people wore. In Ireland we didn't dress as crazy and fancy as the Capitol but not as dull as the district.

"Good morning District 14!" She said cheerfully. "I'm Isabella! and I will be in charge of your reaping for now on!" She told us. "Since this is your first time experiencing the games you are in for a treat! You will get to discover all about the games and  2  of you will be able to participate in it! Isn't that exciting!" She cheered. District 14 was mostly quiet. There were a few people muttering.

Isabella showed us a short show about the games and then she rushed into the drawing. "We'll start with the girls!" She stepped over to the right side of the stage where a glass bowl was and she reached inside with long, fake, blue nails. She picked up a piece of paper but then dropped it again and picked a new one. This time she kept it in her hand and I anxiously waited for her to read the name. "Bri Faherty!" She said loudly. I gasped in horror. I was frozen to my spot. I looked at Mitchell and he looked back with terror.

~ Niall's P.O.V. ~

I heard the name Bri and was thankful it wasn't someone I knew. I looked around but no one stepped out. "Bri? Come up here Bri!" I heard Isabella's Capitol accent. Finally a figure stepped out of the crowd and I stared in shock. It was the girl I had met in the woods today! I heard a little girl screaming and saw Bri rush up to a crying girl. Most likely her sister.

The peacekeepers pulled her away and shoved her up to the stage. She had a look of horror on he face and she stared at nothing. "Now for the boys!" Isabella said excitedly. She dug around in the bowl with the boys' names in it. But I was only looking at Bri. I hope she didn't get hurt in the games and if she died, it wasn't a slow and painful death.

Isabella opened the slip in her hand and read of the name. "Niall Horan!" I closed my eyes and heard my name echo in my head. She read my name. I slowly stepped out of the crowd and up onto the stage. I saw my brother's look of horror in the front row as he stared up at me. I looked away unable to stand the pain. I looked at Bri instead. I looked into her eyes and looked at my reflection. The fear was plain and simple on both of our faces.

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