Onyx Clayton, D3, Fin

Onyx is really an average, usual person. Just a normal human, like anyone in three. Like anyone in Panem. Like anyone in her family of ten. Brown hair. Light brown eyebrows. Brown eyes. Though her mother says her hair can become darker as she grows. A thoughtful, smart and willful expression on her face attracts everybody and creates an impression that you can rely on her, whatever happens.

As a child from a poor factory worker's family, she isn't very sentimental or cheerful. Onyx is not the oldest in the family, but her parents work for ten hours every day to make a living, so she has to help her elder sisters, Maroon and Ave, raise the rest of the Claytons. She is not really good with children, that's why she usually does the cooking, the laundry and all the hard work. Due to that fact she is stronger than other girls of her age. Onyx ccould defeat any boy in her street since the age of eight, so, though she doesn't fight often (in fact, she hasn't done anything of that sort for about seven yyears already), nobody ever dares to mess up with her or tease the younger members of her family.

She can't be called clever, but she isn't more stupid than all the other children in school. She just doesn't have much time for reading in the library. She has to spend not more than an hour on her homework, therefore, her grades are not excellent. But Onyx is still a straight B student and she loves reading. SSometimes, when there's less work to do, or she has vvacation at school, she can read to her siblings aloud and her father even said her reading helps him relax and forget about everything. She wwould make a good actress if she was born somewhere in the Capitol. But Onyx doesn't think about this. Because it's impossible. And she is realistic.

Maybe Onyx is not girly... Not everyone's sunshine, like her younger sister, Rumbelle. Not beautiful like Ave. But she's always strong, kind and confident. Everyone feels relieved and happy when Onyx is nearby. Because if she is there, everything will be alright. She never panicks, never freaks out, she always finds a way. Afraid of anything? Yes. The Reaping. Everyone is afraid of the Reaping. Obviously. But even if her name is chosen, it's not the end of the world. Anything else? Maybe spiders and darkness, the heights, the storms... But these are all small fears she can easily overcome. The only thing she is really afraid of is stopping being herself. Being that Onyx who was respected and loved by everyone.

She was born on a rainy day. The fourth child in the family. Her birth didn't make any actual difference. She doesn't remember anything about her childhood, except for a small, dirty house full of children and smoke of the factories in the blue (or sometimes grey) morning sky. This smoke looked like the dirty lump of sugar she received as a present for her third birthday. She wondered if it was also edible and envied her parents, who could stay so close to these smoke clouds every day. That's all she can recall. Or maybe, there's nothing more to remember.