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Enobaria

The

BloodRed Paralix
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Age: 3 years, 8 months, 1 week

Born: September 19th, 2009

Adopted: 2 years, 1 month, 1 week ago

Adopted: April 16th, 2011

Statistics

Level: 23
Strength: 58
Defense: 60
Speed: 55
Health: 58
HP: 58/58
Intelligence: 36
Books Read: 36
Food Eaten: 1
Job: Unemployed

Enobaria was the victor of the 62nd Hunger Games.

The 61st games were set in a large barren winter desert and so many of the tributes died of cold rather than the brutal bloody deaths the Capital were expecting and hoping for. As such, the game makers were under pressure to make the 62nd games as spectacular and violent as possible.

Enobaria was the daughter of stone masons and spent her days, like most good daughters of District 2, taking lunch and dinner to her parents at their workshop. When she wasn't doing that, or at school, she was at Fitness. The rules of the Hunger Games state that no potential tribute should be trained in fighting arts before the Games. The citizens of District 2 had gotten around this rule by coming up with the past time of 'Fitness'. The excuse of the mayor who introduced it was that they were miners and peacekeepers - they needed to be strong and active in order to increase the productivity of their citizens. District 2 tended to be the pet District of the Capitol, so they turned a blind eye to programme. Fitness was compulsory for all mining families, all Peacekeeper families and any child under the age of 18. Here they ran, rowed, weightlifted, balanced and in the case of children between the ages of 7-18, learnt how to use deadly weapons. Not for the Hunger Games of course. In case they needed to defend themselves.

In their final year of school, each District 2 child was graded on their performance both academically and in Fitness - the top graded male and the top graded female won the right to volunteer for the glory of the Hunger Games if they so wished. 17 year old Enobaria was the top ranking female of her year and happily took to opportunity to chance for glory and riches in the arena.

The arena Enobaria was thrown into was comfortable. It was pleasantly warm in the day and temperate at night. There were several streams and ponds littering the grasslands surrounding the Cornucopia and there were also a lot of rocky outcrops, caves and clusters of fruit bearing trees. It was a the nicest arena in years - no one was supposed to die of hunger here.

Enobaria was part of the traditional alliance between the districts of 1,2 and 4. When the gong sounded, she and her district partner raced for the cornucopia - they found food, tents, supplies and weapons too. But they didn't find the sleek and strong weaponry they were expecting. This year, all they could find were short blunt swords, a couple of blunt and rusting axes, 3 inch knives and some clawed gloves. The District 2 boy noted that the weapons were poorly weighted and would be no good for throwing. Enobaria armed herself and cursed the Capitol - was obvious that this year they wanted close quarters combat.

In the initial bloodbath, eight tributes were lost. Enobaria took out two - a lanky girl from 6 and a scrawny but spirited boy from 12. She held back after that - appearing too dangerous even at this early stage to her allies could signal an early death once the alliance started to crack. She kept a close eye on the boys from 1 and 4 - they were both slippery characters and in her opinion the ones to beat.

Outside of the arena the 62nd games were considered a roaring success. Capitol analysts could not stop commenting on how exciting, violent and bloody they were turning out to be. It was ten days and upon the death of the girl from District 3 only 6 tributes remained, all from the career pack. Betting in the Capitol hit record levels.

The tensions in the career pack were at breaking point and the crack finally happened at dusk on day eleven. The girl from 4 had enough of the girl from 1's flirting with the boys and stuck a knife in her side. The girl from 1 responded by hacking half her hand off and a brutal bloody fight erupted between them. Chaos erupted and Enobaria took that as her cue and took off, taking a couple of blunt knives and a healthy stock of supplies with her. It was one-on-one now.

There were four of them left now and Enobaria's next problem was how to deal with the boy from 2. He was a rival but he was also her district partner and her mentor had told her that should it come down to it, she needed to fight him with honour. However, her concerns were rendered null and void when he appeared in the sky that same evening.

It was upon facing the boy from 1 that Enobaria earned her reputation. He was stronger than her and although Enobaria had inflicted a number of wounds on him she had still decided she needed to run and regroup. Unfortunately she tripped on a rock and he had been able to pin her down. He was started snarling all sorts of things in her ears, including about how he would be irresistable to any woman once he was out of the arena. He was a creep and something snapped in Enobaria: If she was going down she was taking him with her. She whispered to him if he would like her to be the first and he leaned foward - it was all she needed. He made the mistake of loosening his grip and then she ripped out his throat.

The boy from 4 stumbled upon the scene just as Enobaria had finished. He was dumbstruck and stood there, gaping like a fish unable to comprehend what he was looking at. Enobaria dispatched him with what she later called 'disappointing ease'.

Upon her exit, Enobaria became one of the most famous victors ever seen in the capitol. Casts of her teeth pre-surgery sold for thousands at auction and she was requested as mentor for seven further games in the years that followed. Following on from the second rebellion, Enobaria voted for the final hunger games and she then returned to live in District 2. She is rarely seen.