The daughter of the games

Chapter 5: Interviews Part 2

Chauncey Lucas leans forward, his voice tinged with frustration. "The Capitol... They've always treated us like mere pawns in their twisted game. District 6, we're the ones who keep their machinery running, yet we're seen as disposable. I'm tired of it. I'm fighting not just for myself, but for my district, for every person who has suffered under their control. It's time for things to change."Dominique Berry smiles warmly, her eyes lighting up as she speaks. "I have a cat named Whiskers back home. He's been my faithful companion, always there to provide comfort and a sense of normalcy. In the Games, I carry his spirit with me. I fight not just for myself but for Whiskers and all the innocent creatures who deserve a world without violence."

Douglass Patton sits tall and proud, his voice resonating with determination. "Growing up in District 7, surrounded by towering trees, taught me the importance of resilience and adaptability. My upbringing shaped me into who I am today. I carry the strength of my district with me, the spirit of the forest. I fight to honor my roots and show the world the indomitable spirit of District 7."

  Serena Bradley takes a deep breath, her eyes brimming with emotion. "My father... He worked tirelessly as a lumberjack to provide for our family. He taught me the value of hard work, of never giving up. I fight for him, to make him proud. In every swing of my weapon, I carry his spirit. I fight to show the world the strength of District 7 and the legacy my father left behind." 

Stephan Pham adjusts his glasses, his voice filled with a mix of anticipation and uncertainty. "I've always been fascinated by the Games, by the spectacle and creativity of the Capitol. But deep down, I know the reality is far from glamorous. I'm preparing myself for the challenges that lie ahead, both physical and mental. I fight to survive, to prove that District 8 is more than just a source of fashion and entertainment."

 Lynn Burnett twirls a strand of fabric between her fingers, a proud smile gracing her lips. "Fashion has always been my passion, my escape from the harsh reality of our district. The dress I'm wearing tonight, I designed it myself. It's a reflection of my creativity and resilience. In the Games, I carry the artistry of District 8 with me. I fight to showcase the power of beauty and self-expression."  

Dewitt Vincent clenches his fists, his voice filled with determination."My sister... She's the reason I'm here. She's always been there for me, supporting me through thick and thin. I fight for her, to protect her, and to ensure her safety. I won't let anything happen to her. I carry her love with me, fueling my determination to come out of this alive."  

Jayne Edwards gazes into the camera with a mix of love and longing. "My mother... She sacrificed everything for me. She worked long hours in the fields, providing for our family. I fight to make her proud, to give her the life she deserves. Every step I take in the arena, I carry her spirit, reminding me of the strength and resilience that runs through my veins."      

Wes Dudley chuckles softly, his eyes filled with a mix of fondness and determination."Assisting a cow in giving birth, now that was an experience I won't forget. It taught me the importance of compassion, of lending a helping hand when needed. In the Games, I fight not just for myself but for the bonds we form, for the unity and support that can arise even in the direst circumstances."

Marquita Little crosses her arms, a determined glint in her eyes. "Grace Frost, she's become more than just an ally to me. We've formed an unbreakable bond, a sisterhood. We look out for each other and support each other. I fight not just for my survival but for our alliance. Together, we can face anything that comes our way."

Luigi Beltran nervously tugs at his collar, a mixture of pride and anxiety in his voice. "Being chosen as one out of twelve, it's an honor and a burden. I carry the hopes and dreams of my district on my shoulders. I fight to represent the strength and resilience of District 11, to show the Capitol that we're more than just a number. I won't let them down." 

 Alexis Salinas smiles warmly, her voice filled with nostalgia. "I grew up on a farm, surrounded by fields and crops. It taught me the importance of hard work and sustenance. In the Games, I carry the spirit of my district's agriculture with me. I fight to show the world the strength and resourcefulness that comes from the earth."

Jeramy Mahoney looks down, his voice barely above a whisper. "I've always been alone, struggling to survive in District 12. The Games... they're just an extension of that loneliness. But I've learned to rely on myself and be my strength. In the arena, I fight to prove that even in solitude, I can come out on top."

Grace Frost takes a deep breath, her eyes shining with determination. "My family... they mean everything to me. Especially my daughter, Faith. She's my reason for fighting, for surviving. I want to give her a better future, free from the tyranny of the Capitol. In the Games, I carry their love with me, a beacon of hope in the darkest of times."As the interviews draw to a close, the tributes' stories intertwine, forming a tapestry of love, determination, and resilience. Each one carries their own burdens, dreams, and motivations, bound together by the impending challenge they are about to face. The Hunger Games loom on the horizon, and the tributes step into the arena, fueled by the strength of their words and the unwavering love for those they hold dear.