Give me all your money[Fearless]

Luna is walking, or has been walking for a while now. It's pretty dark out but she's never afraid. What would ever happen? Nothing that she would care about. Next month and she'll just pray to go into the Games, but like it will.
Luna hears tiny footsteps. Not the kind that someone is eager and running, but like a person like herself, walking in the dark.
All alone.

To get this persons attention, Luna whistles an old folk song her father taught her when she was just a kid.

Luna hears running. The moonlight discovers what appears to be a small girl.
The small girl screams. This all happened so quick. Luna is now on the ground, Face, Hair, and self revealed.
Taking time to realize what had happened, Luna realized the words. Luna's not crying, not smiling, and not scared. Oh no, she's not scared.

-What's to give when you don't have.- Luna says, calmly. The small person on top of her is probably only half of her weight.
This has got to be easy
With all of Lunas might, she pushes the small girl off.

Luna is in shock. What just happened? Did she just punch me?
She can feel the warm blood crawling down her face. She cries only with tears of anger, not of sadness. It was so unprobable this would make her cry, but she knows this will show off. How will she ever get food looking like this? I sew hoods. Long and droopy ones.

"It's midnight. Why would i possibly have anything? Anything at all? Get off me, you rat. Do you really think you can do this?" After saying that, Luna rises her back like a cat, Bawls her fist, and punches Both hands down on the little girls chest, repeatedly, and to make sure her energy is gone, pokes the little girls eyes.

The little girl,"Aija" has fallen. i won..this girl is a shrimp.. but somehow it seems unfair...

'Look..' Luna says.
She's uncontious. Why would her family do such a thing? This girl is worse than me. And i thought my mother was bad.
Luna can't decide. If she brings the little girl home, how will she ever get back to that awful family? Luna can't keep this ugly rat. But if i keep her here... Well we don't want anyone to find her alone and asleep. Who knows what would happen when she wakes up?
Luna picks the little rat up and throws her onto the couch in Luna's old home.

Luna looks over. The Rat is speaking. English? Of course. But it definatly does not sound like it. Wait... Did she say, 'Adopt"?

I will NOT adopt you you hideous Rat! I'm 16! i definitly would not like YOU in my parents house, I'd rather be Alone! What do you have to offer? Besides robbing me?
Luna chokes on her words. It's hard to swallow now. Her throat is on fire. But really? why would I[i/] adopt anyone at 16?

I looked at the rat. Tearls swelled in my eyes thinking about my father. Life had caught up to this depressed girl, and what would i do now? It's impossible to start over. This girl can't be my last hope. Myself is more important than this ugly rat.

"There DEAD! No ones going to adopt you, Rat! Get out of here! scram and go back to your parents!
It doesn't take much time before Luna ran to the kitchen, hands on her eyes, and picking up a knife, threatening to throw it.

I watched the rat leave. She threw all of the kitchen knives out the window, thoses were Dad's. I become infuriated with anger, but Aija is too small for me to let it out on. In that moment, i became the perfect mastermind solution-thinker.

"Don't think you're going anywhere" I say to the rat, grabbing her hand so tight so she can't get away.

I walk out the front door and drag the rat to the District Square, looking for a peacekeeper.