Chapter 1: New
Everything is new. When you are first picked it's new skin, new hair, and a new life. I am new. My name is Deliah (a.n. Pronounced die-la) and I live here in District 2. District 2 is known mainly for its hovercraft production, brash Peacekeepers, and one other thing..It's incessant and die-hard training for the Hunger Games. How are you picked for this training? Simple, you are sent to school like any normal child and you learn basic fundamentals. If you are to excel they will test you. Testing is crucial to being picked if you fail? You are sent to a normal life in the District. This is where you take on normal jobs of attempting to reap crops from the barren freezing land, or test out new steroids that may or may not kills you. Here in The District it is considered an honor to die for such a cause, but to be selected to train for the Hunger Games...You become invincible, however what you don't realize is you sell your life to die.
That is where I am, lying on an ice cold metal table, questioning my life, or what's left of it. Just three days ago. I was about to finish my eleventh year and I was going to follow my father's Peacekeeper footsteps. I wouldn't be too strict, or overbearing, maybe that's why my Father was executed. He ran a small district, known as District 12. I bite my lip as I hear the heavy iron door slam. I am strapped down to the table, and lay without anything covering me. Naked. Exposed to the world. Or well the person who entered the room.
"What a pretty specimen They have given me." the man said as he ran his long fingernail underneath my chin. He held the tip of my chin with his fingernail forcing me to look at him. The room is dark, so dark all I can see is his/its eyes. They're green, but not a beautiful green, they are swampy green. The green that is envious, and it wants something, it wants..life. "I'm going to give me new toy a morphling, Would you like that toy?" the creature, man, thing asked as a venomous smile approached his eyes. "WOULD YOU LIKE A MORPHLING?" the creature began to scream digging its nail into my chin. I could feel the blood run down my neck as I shrieked, as I began to writhe in pain.
The creature liked my pain digging its fingernails further in to my gushing chin. I began to scream as though my insides were on fire. Profane words, as well as many other obscene insults flew from my mouth as to avoid the pain. The creature began to guffaw in pleasure as my reactions became fiercer. "That is enough Scales! Leave my student alone!" I heard a strong yet threatening voice say. I immediately felt the claw withdraw from my chin, as the creature, Scales, grumbled under its breath. "Get back to your work." the voice said as the person who owned it drew closer. There was a sudden surge of lights that temporarily blinded me, and that's when I lost consciousness