96th Reaping [District One]
Jan 30, 2024 0:45:00 GMT -5
Post by d1b. xylia fray ♕ kaяi on Jan 30, 2024 0:45:00 GMT -5
It was meant to bring fame.
And money and happiness and whatever the hell else was supposed to happen when someone with your family name won the Hunger Games. But not for Xylia.
No, Justice Fray winning had only brought shame and grief to her family.
Expectations that were already exponentially high for her success grew greatly, and her life began to revolve around one thing.
The Hunger Games.
For years when she would try to express interest in anything other than training, she was immediately shut down, occasionally punished if she dared to show defiance. Some hidden scars of proof still stained her body, but they blended so seamlessly with the others from training that no one dared question their origin.
It made her stronger.
That’s what she told herself at least as she spent day and night fighting to become better. Fighting to become the best. It was meant to be motivation, having a Fray who already won. That is what her father would tell her at least.
Too bad he’s dead.
Just another misfortune to blame on Justice Fray.
He drank himself to death, so ashamed of his children that he saw no other way out besides to drown himself. Some may have given up, let themselves be swallowed up by their sorrows, but no Xylia. She continued to arrive at the training center at dawn and worked her ass off. Pushing down everything inside that threatened to boil over and destroy her from the inside. Pushing down her father until he was nothing more than a distant memory and trapped him in a neat little box.
He was a bastard anyway.
The real reason she trained wasn’t to make her dead father proud or prove him wrong. No, it was to get back at Justice Fray and somehow settle the score for every misfortune he set upon her family.
Don’t worry, she’s been keeping count.
So when the District One escort spoke the sweet cadence of her name a smile played upon her lips as she walked to the stage with such feline grace it would make any man tremble. A polite wave to the crowd as she walked and when she ascended the stairs she made sure to turn to her cousin and give him the most wicked grin before taking her place on stage.
This was going to be fun.( xylia fray accepts her spot as tribute )