Hetalia x Reader - The Hunger Games (Prologue)

"And District 6's tribute is......................______ ______!!" he cried out with a smile.  You felt silent tears dripping down your cheeks, and all of your friends hugged you tightly.  You gently pry themselves off of you and wobble up the steps.  Flavio wraps an arm around your shoulders.

"Give us a round of applause for ______!" he said happily.  Everyone clapped.  Except your friends and family.  They just wept.  And by friends, you meant the whole school. You were pretty popular, despite your personality.  Which means, that pretty much no one was clapping.  You held in your tears, and as soon as you were ushered into the building behind you, you burst into tears.  You were only 13 years old.  Your prep team rushed up to you.  One of them was someone that looked to be about 20, but was actually 50.  She held you closely and gently dried your tears. 

"Sweetie, since the procedure is different this year, you won't be able to have a visit from your parents." she said softly and apologetically.  You smiled sadly.  The woman hugged you again.

"My name is Seraphina, dearie.  But you can call me Sera if you want!"  she said with a smile. 

"Okay Sera!" you responded.

~Timeskip!!~

It was right before the chariot rides.  Your district's industry was the transportation industry.  Your stylist, Nikolai, had designed a smoky dress for you to wear.  Since most transportation gives off smoke, you were dressed up as smoke.  It was a way better costume than previous years's costumes.  Like last years train costumes.  Absolutely horrid.  The dress went all the way down to your ankles.  It was a light gray color, but as you looked farther down, from the bodice down to be more exact, it got darker.  There was a darker gray gauzy fabric that made it look like polluted smoke at the bottom.  Your make-up consisted of smokey eye shadow, dark black eyeliner, and a pearly iridescent lip stain.  You got on the chariot, and your prep team told you to just smile sweetly, wave, and blow kisses.  You were small for your age, only 4'9.  The Capitol already thought that you were the cutest thing ever to walk to planet.  Hopefully, it would get you more sponsors.  Suddenly, the chariot lurched forward, and you were enveloped in bright lights and cheers.  There were also a ton of 'aaawwwws' with all of the cheers.  You ignored it all and smiled sweetly and blew kisses.  The crowd ate it up like candy.  The President gave his speech, and the chariots were taken off of the scene.  Now it was time for training.  Before you were about to walk in the training room, your mentor, Bok Pfeiffer, had told you to make only one friend during training.  They could be a possible ally, and it wasn't good to have too many allies.  You took a deep breath and walked into the training arena.