Galaxy Harmon's P.o.v

The minute President Swirl mentioned the twist on television I knew my poor little Kit would be reaped. 

He's one of the most innocent kids in the District. I don't even let him train for the games.
Most mothers force their spawn to learn how to fight.

Kit's special though.
Even if he gets reaped he won't kill.
He's going to protect his district partner.

Hopefully it isn't a twelve year old.
District one hasn't won in awhile not since the 97th games when Victor Anderson won by decapitating the career pack at the end.

" Mum, It's time to go." Kit said looking at me with those beautiful blue eyes of his.

" Kit, remember whatever happens I love you." I replied trying not to sob.

He's going to be picked.
I can't help him.
He is going to die.

" Mum, Why do you seem sad?" Kit questioned as he buttoned up his coat.

I can't tell him what's wrong.
I need to act like everything is okay.
Like he isn't going to die.

" Your just growing up so fast." I replied calmly as we headed out the door to the town square.

We reach the town square in no time and I squeeze Kit's hand.

"Kit, you have to go stand with the other kids, remember if your name is called you have to go up to the stage." I whispered softly giving my sweet little Kit a kiss on the lips.

"Okay! See you later!" Kit yelled running over to the other kids.

There isn't as many this year because the president only wanted sweet and innocent tributes.
Kit is over by his friend talking about something they learned in school.

" For this years hunger games President Swirl has decided that only the most innocent of people shall be entered into the reaping bowl, with out further ado lets pick are tributes." Giggle Swirl squeaked in her high pitched accent.

I really hate that accent of the Capitol people.

" The lucky girl tribute is Carrie Ashes." Giggle squeaked.

A small girl with brown hair and grey eyes walked up to the stage, she seemed to be limping.

" My name is Carrie, I'm twelve." Carrie whispered so quietly I almost didn't hear her.

She's going to be a bloodbath victim I can tell.

" Now let's see who's going to join you Carrie!" Giggle exclaimed her rainbow eyes scouting through the crowd of innocent kids.

Carrie just stayed quiet and sat down.

Giggle put her hand into the bowl and smiled taking out a piece of folded up paper.

Unfolding it she smiled and looked at the crowd.

" Kit Harmon, Come on up." Giggle giggled.

I was right.
My baby Kit was picked.

Kit walked up to the stage I could tell he was confused.

"May the odds be ever in Kit Harmon and Carrie Ashes favor." Giggle said in her squeaky voice.

But we all know District One isn't going to have a winner.
Deep down I know Kit isn't going to live past the bloodbath along with his little partner Carrie.

"You have three minutes." A peacekeeper said as he pushed me into a room.

" Mum, what's going on?" Kit asked looking at me with his beautiful blue eyes.

" You have been picked for the hunger games, remember your cousin Sparkle volunteered for these games." I replied remembering Sparkle's horrible death in the games.

"I'm going to get to play a game?" Kit said softly.

"That's right, but this game isn't like the others. It's like hide and seek you have to hide from the others after a countdown." I replied kissing him on the top of the head.

"Mum, Is Carrie also playing?" Kit questioned.

"Yes, she is also playing the game with you." I said.

"One minute left." The peacekeeper said emotionless.

"Kit, take this." I said handing him a plastic heart.

" I love you mum." Kit grinned hugging me.

" I love you to my baby boy." I softly replied hugging Kit and kissing him one last time.

"Times up." The same peacekeeper muttered.

"Be brave Kit." I yelled as I left the room.

That's the only chance he has.
Maybe if he is brave he can live past the bloodbath.

I love you Kit.
 
That's when I realized something.
  The nearest house is on fire.
I hope it burns.