Plot: It's the Hunger Games. With Fandoms instead of Districts. And maybe a slight OC later on. Enjoy.
I hate everything. Even Tobias. It was his idea to go through the big fishbowl thing. It was glowing blue and seemed unstable, but hey! It didn't matter, as long as we did it together, right?
The next thing you know, we're crowded around and then given much too much space as a lady in an outrageous dress - in colors the factions only whisper of, with a poufy pink wig, if you can believe it (both the name and the color), picks our names from another fishbowl, only this one's in miniature and seems perfectly normal. Then we're plunked on a train to Happyville, listening to some metallic sounding voice on the intercom. Worst part? Tobias is still here. As in, living breathing down your neck trying to figure out what's wrong still not apologizing still here. And, you know, I have entirely no clue of what's going on. Isn't life just wonderful?
The train stops. Literally stops. No jumping, no potential threat of dying unless you count the Candors in hazmat suits prodding us outside with their guns. Tobias tries to take my hand, but a Candor pushes it away before I get the chance to do it myself. Tobias strikes out, ensuing in a fight that leaves him clutching his shoulder, sore from tasers and bruised by pride. We walk in silence after that.
Eventually a building appears, a big structured building with a dome made out of glass. That's all I can really say about it. From the outside, at least.
So now we're inside, and I watch as other pairs of people, some a girl and a boy like us, some two boys, some two girls, all with Candors behind, file in. They look too different to be anywhere near to Chicago, but that doesn't seem to matter anymore now that I've learned how much of the world is not. It never really did.
From the glimpses that I can see, a lot of them look scared. And bewildered. I doubt that any of them know what's going on either. For once I wish that I could be a little more Erudite and figure out what mess Tobias got us into, but of course I can't, and of course I don't.
So instead I inspect the building. The dome is spacious and supported by bending beams of iron along the wall, very well crafted for it's size. It's mostly empty, except for a podium in the middle and boxes scattered around near some of the doorways. I assume that someone will be speaking later, which is fine by me, as long as they explain what's going on.
It seems all I can do is wait.
Okay...so that might have been slightly abrupt and confusing as well as short, but (hopefully) it will become more clear in the later chapters.
I will be aiming for most fandom content to be from the books, but there will be some exceptions.
I do not own any of this, franchise, books, or otherwise.