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District 12: Day 10

DAY 10

District 12

The Reality of District 12

District 12 was built around giant mineshafts that went miles underground and pulled out every natural resource the region had. Shifts lasted anywhere from eight to eighty hours, poverty—as what resources could be found diminished more every year but the quotas remained unchanged—swallowed up more people every year, and what little sparks of happiness people could find and make in their life seemed to grow increasingly dimmer.

The Centennial Censure, the so-called "grand celebration" of 100 years of oppression, seemed to be the death knell.

And then one of their own volunteered.

Sean Kint volunteered.

It wasn't that he was fantastically well known—in District 12, a region around 50,000 miles large, that wasn't really possible.

Those who knew him did like him, sure, and his twin, but the only time even most of the District could be found together was for the Reaping and that only really included the of-age children and their parents—everyone else watched from home.

So it wasn't him, exactly.

It was more…

District 12 did not get volunteers.

District 12 never, ever got volunteers.

The last volunteer District 12 had had was in the 74th, and that was only because the girl's little sister had been selected. She'd been fantastic too, mind, had even won just to be killed the following year, but… it had been understandable why she'd put herself up. It had made sense.

And then there was Sean.

And it wasn't like Sean had any sort of relationship with the name pulled out of the hat.

It wasn't like Sean was a sort of pseudo-career, training as well as he could in their district with the specific intent of fighting in and winning the games—those happened sometimes, little kids who really thought it was their family's best way out.

Sean wasn't terminally ill, he had loved ones, he was wealthy enough that his name wouldn't have been in the reaping bowl more than a dozen or so times…

The Capitol, the Peacekeepers, they treated the Reaping like entertainment.

Like fun.

When Sean said he volunteered because 'someone had to', they took it at face value.

Oh, the denizens of District 12 were sure that there were dozens of people in ivory towers who tried to look for a hidden motive, particularly once it was figured out that Conor had gone missing immediately after, but…

Well, what was there to find?

No one in District 12 had any idea why Sean volunteered either, but then it wasn't like it mattered.

What mattered, what mattered was what came of it.

And Conor had disappeared.

And almost every other thirteen-year-old (thirteen, thirteen, thirteen, that great District to the North) had volunteered too.

And they hadn't seemed afraid, seemed wary.

And—

And—

And—

And District 12 still had no idea what was going on, but then they didn't have to.

They knew enough.

The signs, the phrases, the behavior was all there.

It might be a trap, it was true, but if it was one it was the most insidious the Capitol had ever managed to devise.

It was far more likely (though that phrase was used and understood loosely) that, well, that it was true.

The Centennial Censure had been, until the day of the Reaping, treated as a literal extinguisher of hope.

After one hundred years, after all, there seemed little point in fighting the inevitable, in believing in a better future.

Except instead things that had never happened before were happening, and a feeling was rising, rising, rising.

It was as if, instead of stamping out the last flames of hope, coal was suddenly thrown on the fire in giant piles, just covering up the flashes of red from prying eyes as the mountain grew larger and larger and the flames inside grew hotter and hotter, always with just enough air to reach that bit further.

And then the Games began.

The denizens of District 12 did their best to mimic their normal behavior, to keep abreast of prying eyes, but the feeling in their chests wanted out, wanted air and more fuel and to burn.

And after ten days, the feeling got its wish.

The Alliance was racing, racing, racing after the attackers, getting closer and closer, and then suddenly the attackers veered—too close to the border, too dangerous—but the Alliance—

The Alliance didn't.

They kept running.

Running straight at the force field.

And then.

It was only on screen for a fewseconds, no more than five or so heartbeats, before the broadcast suddenly cut, but everyone—everyone—was watching.

The force field fell.

And the Alliance ran right through where it had been.

The reaction, if not instantaneous, was nearly so.

District 12 didn't have enough information to know what was going to happen, it was true, but if this was started by 13, like District 13's rebellion in the Dark Days, then it would end in only one way: a blaze of glory.

And so they'd prepared.

What was probably most noticeable to the Capitol, if they were spending any time at all looking at anything but what was happening in the Arena during those first few minutes, was that the majority of the mines up and down the entire span of the region imploded.

No one was in them, of course: it was impossible to work during the Games.

So nothing was hurt but the infrastructure, but the capitol invested in District 12 for the Capitol's own gain.

Then there was the mass flight out for any district resident who lived near the fence, and a slower and far deadlier flight towards the same for anyone who didn't, augmented with pitched high loss battles against the Peacekeepers that did happen to be in the District at the time.

But District 12 now alight, was in no mood to be tamped down again.

They ran, sprinted, and rode as fast as they could to their destinations, taking their hope with them.

The flame, with mere seconds of fuel, exploded into a blaze.

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