Chaos walked along the street, looking at a sword he held in his hand. Beautifully made and gave to him from his parents. He had just watched the finale of the games, it was a good games. The way Hunter won even though he did not have much health, he admired the bloodthirsty district 2 male but he did not win. Chaos thought he would win but he did not, he sighed before striking the air with his sword. Maybe he would get reaped, not he had to get reaped or volunteer he had to show the world he could win. But maybe he could find someone new today? Someone that he could talk about the games with, he hoped so.