Hey! This is a collab that is written by CompanionRebecca and I! She's in the Hunger Games fandom and I'm in the Victorious fandom, so we decided to create a story with both! She has also posted it on her account in the Hunger Games and Victorious crossover archive. We know these chapters are short but we have a lot written and we'll be updating every couple of days. We hope you enjoy!
Tori's POV
I look up from the cold, damp ground at the clear glass tube that awaits my entrance from across the room. The timer on the wall is slowly counting down from 5 minutes to the time I have to step into the tube. My heart is beating rapidly even though it's just a movie I'm filming.
The director, an older man with snow white hair, came into Sikowitz's class a few weeks ago, bringing with him the strong smell of roses. He gave us an incredible offer to star in a movie he was producing. Everyone was on board with the deal but we could tell that Sikowitz was hesitant about this man's offer.
I take a deep breath to calm myself and step into the perfectly round tube. The door closes and I feel as if my breath is being taken away. "Stay calm," I tell myself. "This is what I've been rehearsing for." The 5 minutes are up and I feel the tube start to rise. All I can think about is how the man told us, "The first few minutes of the movie is improv...just act natural."
I have been preparing for this role since the moment the man told us about it. I can only hope that my classmates can pull it off. Some of them aren't always great under pressure.
I feel the metal plate stop and I look out onto the set. The grass is thick and looks as if it hasn't been cut in weeks. I see mountains far in the distance that meet a darkening sky; a storm is approaching and thunder is beginning to rumble. The beautiful yet eerie scenery surrounds the plates my classmates and I stand on. I gaze at the people around me. I stop halfway around the circle of ten and take a second look. Who is that...? My parents! What is my family doing here...they can't act! I panic a little but stop staring when a countdown clock appears above a giant, silver cornucopia in the center of the group. The numbers move down to zero as I prepare to act. I then wonder- where are the directors, cameras, and mics? I suddenly don't feel very good. As I ponder this, suddenly a low male voice makes an announcement from nowhere: "Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the Hunger Games, where selected tributes must fight to the death until one lone victor remains. May the odds be ever in your favor."
My stomach drops and I feel tears of fear stinging my eyes. I don't even have time to clear my head before I hear the countdown siren blare, announcing the beginning of the end of my life.
Thanks for reading! Give us some feedback: did you like it? Please review and follow! :D
