He sits there with the drug running through his body making him numb. He hates this but it essential says his mentor Brutus and Enobaria. He hates his life now, he was a god and everyone feared him, in the games he was the favorite and came out on top with the best kills. 23 tributes dead and 17 of them his own kill. He can remember the small pale girl from district 8 and the boy with shabby blond hair and stick frame from district 9. He remembers when the time to kill his fellow career tributes came, he descended upon them like a lion. District 2 and the rest of districts and the capital knew he was a killer but in this moment of time he became of monster, a blood thirsty monster. He remembers smiling and laughing and having the time of his life killing the tributes.
This is his life this is what he was meant to do. What he has been training his whole life to do but now he's considered a danger, a threat. He spends his days under a drug, He looks back on it now and realizing what a jerk, what a monster he used to be; still is. He knows he may never change…
But what he doesn't know is that across the other side in district 12 is a girl that will change his life for the good and worst.