Hello darlings, this is my first story so please go easy on me. However some ways I could improve would also be nice w. Any who enjoy the story.
(Quick disclaimer: I do not own the story of the Hunger Games, however the characters are my own original characters, I also do not own the song used for the chapter name)
Chapter 1:
"You were my reason" ~ Baptize me by: the Exies
Laurel's POV
My hands shoke with fear, as I stared at the crowd in front of me. The male tribute was called. I sighed relieved, I hadn't known him, it'd make him easier to eliminate.
As I said my goodbyes, I saw tears forming in my mother's eyes. Her cheek felt warm as I stroked it. "It'll be alright, I love you okay?"
She nodded and gave me a weak smiled, I smiled back and hugged her. I didn't like lying to her, but when I die she won't have anyone. My mind would be set as ease knowing she had some kind of false hope of me coming back.
Tiberius' POV
I smirked walking up with my head held high. Training for this day was all my life has leaded up to. Goodbyes seemed pointless, after all I knew I was coming back; I knew I was going to win the games.
Laurel's POV
This part was easy. Choose a weapon, practice, and try to impress. The ax felt light in my hand; as natural as the air in my lungs. For a quicker attack I practiced with one arm, slashing and hacking away. However I realized I needed efficiency as well, for this I gripped the handle with two hands being sure to execute the swings with a great force. My breathe became shaky and I realized how worn out I felt simply from this task.
I allowed the ax to fall at my side. My chest began to relax and my breathing pattern was becoming normal again. I leaned against the wooden handle of my weapon, and I noticed him. He was the most noticeable person in the room. A boy who looked around six-teen (same age as me), had begun to approach me. Hiw hair was platinum blonde and his ebony eyes burned into mine. Confidance erupted from him as he strutred towards me. His head was above the rest, and how easily noticeable it was that he was looking down upon the others. The closer he came the more muscular I realized he was,and tall, much taller then my petite figure. I would hate to be in a fight with him (oh, wait a second.)
After what seemed like an eternity he reached me, words poured from him like honey, thick, and slow, but yet sweet and sticky. "Hello, my name is Tiberius."
Tiberius' POV
The girl gawked at me. Her face was gentle, and her green eyes had to many signs of innocence. She was not a murderer (yet). She tucked her black hair behind her ears and gave a small curtsey. I snickered and her cheeks turned to a light pink. She was small and had a thin waist; however her arms showed signs of strength.
"You can call me Laurels, uh, can I help you somehow?"
"Why my dear, help is exactly what I had in mind."
From the very beginning I knew I couldn't win by being completely along, however a large group would open to many chances of betrayal and I couldn't have that now. I needed someone strong, but not stronger than me. And I needed someone who would kill, but would be to afraid to kill me. Luckily Laurel fit that description most perfectly just from a first glance.
I was told that she'd think about it. I gave my best smile. "Thank you, either way I'd be reluctant to hurt a beauty such as yourself."
Laurel turned with a flustered expression, and I walked away. Practice was extremely tempting but I wanted my strengths to stay as a surprise. Inside I decided to work on my weaknesses. I grabbed throwing knives and tried to improve my long distance attacks. I managed eight out of ten knives on target but those two knives could easily be the difference between my demise and my victory.
Laurel's POV
I could feel their eyes pouring into my back. An ax was already firmly planted in my hand. However I was scared that my anxiety would cause my hands to slip.
Never before had this familiar object felt heavier in my hand.
3rd person POV
The scores were being announced.
First had gone district one which felt relevant to both of our characters. Then however came district two scores. Tiberius leaned forward and a smile appeared on his face when he noticed the nine he had received.
More scores had been announced and finally came seven. Laurel held her breathe and Tiberius turned his head slightly interested to see what his 'partner' had received. A six appeared and a relief sigh erupted from Laurels lips. Tiberius however began to question his instincts. Perhaps, he thought, she wasn't as strong as he believed. However Tiberius's instincts were most never wrong and whether or not it was her strength he knew for some reason he needed to work with her.
Tiberius' POV
My heart was pounding in my ear, adrenaline warmed my whole body. That would come in handy, since the arena itself was frozen over. I stared at my weapon of choice determined to reach it.
There was barely any shelter from what I could see; luckily I was more offensive anyways.
To the sides of me I could see the other tributes; many seemed shaken by the environment (mostly because of the winds). Laurel was shivering but didn't seem intimidated by the area itself. A fixated look shone in her eyes, and once again I wondered whether or not she was strong or weak.
The countdown was complete and I smiled, running off the platform toward the sword. I gripped the hilt and looked to see Laurel had gained the ax she wanted. A younger girl had approached Laurel with a knife in her hand. Laurel gripped the ax and slashed at her with her eyes closed, blood splattered across her face and her eyes widened.
Let the games begin.
Ah yes, not my longest piece I highly apologize and I will try to update soon (however I am a busy girl with too many projects and when I do update it'll most likely be at two in the morning). So what'd you think? Reviews are great and motivate me greatly!
