Vikus Glory. The name that changed my whole perspective of the games. At first the games was just a way to get glory, pride, fame and fortune but now it's just to get revenge. For me it is anyway. I wait until our Capitol escort calls for female volunteers before lunging forward. "I VOLUNTEER!" I call and run to the stage. "Well it looks like we have a volunteer" The man said in his strong Capitol accent that makes my ears ring. The way he states the obvious, annoys me slightly, but still I stand up tall and look at the crowd. "So what is your name?" He strides over to me. "Enobaria" I look him straight in the eye "Enobaria Vilani." He watches me closely and I can tell he feels intimidated. Good. His gaze slowly drifts away from mine and back to Vikus and gestures for him to shake my hand. His dark eyes meet mine, in a half glare. He knows exactly what I'm doing. I reach for his outstretched hand and smirks. "Revenge is sweet" I whisper and that's when the full glare crosses his face. "We will see about that" he hisses and lets the peacekeepers lead him into Justice Building, me following shortly after.
I sit quietly, in one of the rooms of Justice building, thinking of why I volunteered. Vikus. I was going to volunteer anyway but when his name was called, it gave me even more reason too. Revenge. I want revenge. I think back to the time when I watched the life drain from my Brother Rye's eyes, unable to help him and then I remember screaming at Vikus, who held the knife that ended my brother's life. Vikus never liked my brother, at first I thought it was just some stupid argument they had had and it would all be over soon, but it got worse and worse and worst of all, Rye never did anything to deserve it. It was always Vikus who started the fights, they were usually of stupid things, but then he started the fight that ended my brother and it was all for a reason that I will never know. That day, I swore I would get revenge and now I have the chance.
I quickly wipe the tears that roll down my face at the memories of Rye, just as Brutus, my friend and soon to be mentor comes charging in. "Enobaria, I told you not to volunteer!" He looks at me. "You know fully well, why I volunteered Brutus." I retort. He doesn't say anything but pulls me into a tight hug. "Yeah I do…" he looks at me. I nod but then start squirming. "Brutus I can't breathe" I laugh and pull away "and since when do you hug people?" I laugh again. "Since you decided to throw yourself into the arena" he chuckles and sits on a chair just across from me. I watch him look around; this isn't the first time he has been in here. He won his own games, three years ago and is now a mentor. They were one of the best games, there had been in a while according to the Capitol. Brutus won from the sheer skill and power he had obtained over years of hard training that I also took part in. Brutus is closest I have to family now and I'm like family to him too. He says goodbye even though I will see him within a matter of minutes on the train and the peacekeepers usher him out.
I am left sat on my own for the duration of the time we get too spend with our loved ones, but I don't have any other loved ones or friends apart from Brutus. My dad left to become a peacekeeper in the capitol, when I was young, my mother died from an unknown illness and they Rye got killed. I hadn't had the nicest childhood but I channelled all my pain and emotions into training, making me deadly. I am able to hit centres of targets, even when I'm barely looking.
The time for me to get onto the train arrived and peacekeepers guided me through district 2, towards the station. The whole population of my district were cheering and shouting mine and Vikus's names. "Why does he deserve so much attention?" I mutter angrily. I look up at the peacekeeper who is studying me carefully. "What?" I snap, clearly still annoyed at how everyone seems to love Vikus already and we aren't even at the Capitol yet.
Underestimated. That's what I am. Underestimated. Just because I'm not well known in the district and don't have brute muscle like Vikus doesn't mean I'm not skilled enough. I hate to think what that Capitol is going to be like if even my own district is underestimating me. What they do not realise is, I am not some stupid little girl who thinks she can win, but really can't, I am Enobaria Vilani, I am deadly, people should fear me. Just wait till I get to the arena, then I shall give them reasons to fear me.
The train doors slide shut in front of me and I stare out the window at the cheering people of my district. I stand there still staring even though my district had long gone. I decide not to join Brutus and our Capitol escort, mainly because I know wherever they are, Vikus will be and the only time I want contact with him, is the arena, when I kill him. Brutus clearly disagrees with my decision to be alone for a while, as he marches down the hall way of the train and throws me over his shoulder. "Brutus!" I wriggle, but I can't help but laugh. He ignores my objections and chuckles to himself and carries me to where my escort, whose name was Caius Cicero as Brutus had told me, he also told me I was lucky to have him as an escort as he is the Capitols finest.
A while later I am sat in the dining cabin of the train, in between Caius and Brutus and opposite Vikus, occasionally giving him a death glare and refusing to be the first to look away. Out the corner of my eye, I see Brutus smirking. We both know I'm being childish, but I'm just making sure Vikus knows I hate him and that he needs to watch his back in the arena.
I prod at the food, out of shock more than anything. I look up at Caius. "Is this what you eat at the Capitol?" I question him. He smiles and nods before eating again. "The way you're eating it, looks like you haven't eaten in decades" I say, watching him shovel the food in. "I'm hungry okay" he laughs slightly and leans back into his chair. Back in district 2, we weren't poor, we had money, and decent food, occasional luxuries, but this, the food, the train, the objects from the Capitol that lie around, it's all pretty surreal.
After a while of eating and eating until I think I'm about to burst, Caius and Brutus decide it's time to watch the reaping re-caps. I don't object and follow them into what Caius calls the television room, after all I do want to know what I'm up against. I drop myself onto the sofa, furthest away from Vikus and leans back into the soft material, nearly unable to sit up straight from all the food I had eaten. The district one tributes look strong and ruthless; their names were Azalea Blue and Blaze Vitus. The only other tributes I really paid attention too were the District 4 tributes, which also look able to fight. The female was called Marina but I didn't catch her second name and the male was called Lucius Otho. The competition seemed good this year, but really they are no match for me. I am Enobaria Vilani.
