Tributes Hunger Games Names Novels & Stories

"Hey, Katniss! Want to join us?" "Lia, I need to talk to you about something important," I began, but Lia appeared not to hear me. Instead, she tugged me toward the bonfire. "What's up?" she asked, still smiling. Ollie and Alexei turned their attention toward me, and I knew the moment had come. I took a deep breath. "My name isn't Katniss Sloan," I began, "It's Serena Mitchell."

If he hadn’t shown up, I was sure Lexie would still be here today. I found my hunger had doubled since she left and I found myself having to feed more often but only on blondes that looked like her. For the first few months I would only feed but then I came across a girl that looked just like Lexie and I ordered her every time trying to fill the hunger that I had in Lexie’s absence for her. But even though the girl looked similar, the taste wasn’t the same and it never satisfied me one hundred percent.

We went to register themselves, we named our group girl power, we laughed. After two hour, the headmistress came back with the set of people. “ Hello, every one hope you ready for competition, today own will HUNT, those you are interested should have registered by now” she commented staring at the registrar, who nodded her head back.. “ Good, those you have registered their name for the game should come out”

Except Kip was so close to Kit, and Kit Harrington is my absolute favorite actor on the show Game of Thrones, so that is how Kit got his name. Shaw…who knows where Shaw came from! I just liked it. I have this strange compulsion to write enough heroes that I cover every letter in the alphabet. And I noticed I hadn’t yet written a hero whose name started with S, so to me, this meant his name had to start with an S! He could’ve very easily been Sam or Sebastian or Scully, but for some reason, I went with Shaw.

Song I listened to while writing: - The Hanging Tree – From ‘The Hunger Games: Mockingjay’ (James Newton Howard, Jennifer Lawrence) – Theme

“Like a true Warrior. Our Warrior. And of course, our beautiful Luna.” Tori now blushing but smiling. Hyde and I both quick to get dress. Our need for a quick meal rising. Both of us knowing that Tori would need it if he wanted to win against the other five challengers within the games.

“Good. We’ll start easy.” There’s one person who doesn’t look thrilled. Her name is Mara. I think she must’ve joined after I left for the Nate Games. She’s the only other female here—tall, lean, with dark braids that swing behind her when she walks. Pretty, but cold. At first I thought I was imagining it, but it’s clear now. The way she barely answers when I speak. How she passes things to everyone else with a smile, but sets them down in front of me without meeting my eyes.

I asked, tilting my head to the other end of the field. “Those five have been called a few names. The more polite one is the Groomed Hunters.” Meg says “The what?” I asked, laughing and trying not to spit my mouth full of water at April. April looks at me with a grin on her face and explains. “They are a group of girls whose parents are high-ranking warriors of the pack. Their mothers have ‘groomed’ them to hunt and attract a higher rank, like our boys over there, Gamma, Beta or Alpha.”

With intestines dangling and blood dripping, she flew into the darkness. A few blocks away from the building a young gorgeous lady is waiting for her bus ride back home. She sat by the bench underneath a semi-parabolic dome listening to Spotify. Engrossed in what she is doing, the lady is unaware of the creature silently flying above her. Smelling the scent of fresh teenage blood, Sarah ejected her long pointed tongue that punctured the synthetic dome and hit her prey on her nape. She then commenced sucking her blood as the victim struggled to set herself free. This time the girl was ready. With a sharp hunting knife in hand, she slashed at the tongue which caused it to be disengaged from he

Her face looked dirty, and her clothes were torn apart as well. 'Well, this is the gathering spot of the refugees!' "You don't have to thank me," Lucas said slowly. "You must be a Genetic Fighter, right, big bro? Earlier you killed someone from the Ghost Shadows. In the gathering spot of the refugees, the Ghost Shadows had great influence here," the little girl said to Lucas. The little girl touched her head and suddenly, she thought of something. "Oh right, big bro. My name's Ava." The little girl introduced herself to Lucas.