Suzanne Collins Owns Hunger games. I am merely rewriting it for my enjoyment
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The famous Effie Trinket takes the stage, this time dawning an over the top hair piece that features some sort of wine glass shaped object. Effie then proceeds to pull on a daintily crafted glove that makes me want to gag.
She steps up to the microphone, tapping it once. It protests with an angry shriek before some peacekeeper fixes the speakers. "Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to the seventy-fourth hunger games. May the odds be EVER in your favor."
Effie then moves over to the bowl that houses the girls names, announcing her famous lines. "Ladies first."
Her glove covered hand reaches into the bowl and pulls out a slip of paper. She returns to the microphone and un-clips the slip. "Primrose Everdeen!"
{X}
"Peeta Mellark!" Effie calls out to the disgruntled crowd.
No, anyone but him.
The bakers boy walks up to the stage, slightly upset but clearly happy.
He's happy cause now he has a chance to kill me.
I never knew what his problem was. But I know when It started.
I was starving,it was after our father died. Unable to provide for my family, I sulked into the merchant district and dug through the garbage behind the bakery. Mrs. Mellark came out and yelled at me to leave. Destroyed, I wandered and collapsed under the tree.
This was it, this was when I was going to die.
A door slammed open and the bakers boy himself dashed out. He yelled vile things at me and spat at me.
Refusing to cry I leaped up and dashed away, retreating to the woods.
I managed to find one of my dad's bow and arrows, and using the last of my adrenaline from earlier I shot down three squirrels.
Ever since the bakers boy has been trying to end my life.
{X}
Sitting at the dining table, right next to Mellark, was hell. He shot me another vicious grin just before Effie sauntered in along with a drunk Haymitch.
Our mentor took one glance at us, grinned widely, then turned and plonked himself down on a couch a few feet away.
"Well, this is Haymitch. Haymitch say hello to our tributes for this year." Effie attempted to gain control of the situation.
He simply lets out a loud chuckle and turns on the television.
Peeta chuckles darkly and announces he's going to turn in for the night.
Effie gasps, shocked. "Aren't you going to watch the re-caps of the reaping's?"
Mellark shakes his head and sends a death glare at me. "No. I know who I have to watch out for."
Then he leaves the compartment.
Haymitch gets up suddenly and is tugging me over to the wall. He squeezes my arms and I clench my teeth from the uncomfortable movement. "You've got muscles girl."
I nod, short and quick. "I've had... experience. Knives and bows. If needed I can probably do a few basic snares."
He quirks his eyebrow. "Survival skills?" In response I nod and he bites his lower lip before taking a sip from the drink he's holding. "Isn't difficult to see that boy wants to kill you. That's going to be a problem. Any idea why? Maybe you can apologize."
I shake my head sadly. "No I don't. Maybe you can find out but..."
"Okay. Here's the thing. I can see you both have a chance at winning, but you need to follow my every word." His words slur at the end and he begins to lean on me more.
"Tomorrow the stylist will be getting you ready for the opening ceremonies. Don't resist, it'll hurt but, let them do what they want to do."
He pats my shoulder before staggering away, not letting me say another word to him.
Effie then approaches me. "Are you going to watch the reaping's dear?"
I nod and let her guide me into another compartment.
Let's see my competition.
{X}
I'm dressed in a tight, black, form fitting suit with a cape billowing from the wind behind me. Peeta hasn't arrived yet but Cinna is staying with me. "You'll do great Katniss. Don't worry."
"I trust you Cinna. I hope you wouldn't burn me." I give a nervous chuckle and he rubs my shoulder soothingly.
Cinna leaves a few minutes before a familiar face shows up.
Finnick Odair.
The 'Capitol whore' if you believe the rumors.
And the photographs.
To my shock he comes straight over to me with a seductive smile on his face.
Once he reaches me he holds out his hand. "Sugar cube?"
I put on a stony mask and shake my head. "I don't like sweet things I'm afraid."
His grin widens. "You won't know if you don't try it." Then he plops a sugar cube into his mouth, making a show of licking his lips.
My arms fold over my chest and I raise my chin. "But that's the thing, there's no way inhell I'd ever want to try it."
Finnick's eyebrows raise. "So there is a specific location?"
I snort in disgust and gaze away from his deep sea green eyes. "Get out of my face Odair."
He grins victoriously before bowing and sauntering over to his own tributes. I roll my eyes as he seems to shake his ass in an alluring way.
Mellark arrives a few minutes later and soon we are both standing awkwardly.
He's dressed in the same kind of suit I am, but instead it's decorated with some kind of glitter that gives the illusion that he's on fire.
Cinna shows me how to light my outfit and the next thing I know I'm on the screens of Panem, outshining everyone.
My outfit is lit by flickering flames, completely outdoing any attention Peeta's outfit brings. Are the stylist helping me?
Once it's all over Petta turns to to me and narrows his eyes. "Nice going girl on fire." Then he jumps out of the chariot and rips off his cape.
When he enters the elevator my stylists begin gushing over me. Congratulating me and Cinna.
Cinna calms them down eventually and I'm riding the elevator to my floor alone.
It stops at district four's level and I groan.
Please don't let Finnick see me. Please don't let Finnick see me. Please don't let Finnick-
"Hey sugar!" Finnick grins widely at me and steps into the elevator.
I groan and step further from him. "Odair, why are you-"
"Haymitch wanted to see me." He grins and waggles his eyebrows at me.
Ugh. Gross.
"How about I see you instead."
I chuckle and turn to him with an amused expression. "How about you shut your fish-face and let me ride to my floor in peace."
"What exactly are you riding?"
URGH!
I stomp out of the elevator, thank gosh we arrived to my floor, and dash into my room.
Stupid 'Capitol whore' Finnick and his stupid eyebrows and sea green eyes.
{X}
"Alright seeing as Preta's being stubborn and eating in his room, let's talk about your strategy. I want you to show off in the training center, everything but your main weapon. Knives, survival skills and snares. I want you to join the careers-"
"No! I'm not joining them." I give a hard glare to Haymitch and he matches mine.
We continues staring angrily at each other until he raises his hands and sighs. "Fine! Ally with whoever you want. If you're going to play it this way hide all your skills. Stick to the survival sections." Haymitch gets up, taking his drink with him and leaves the dining room.
I sigh and rest my head against the back of my chair.
My eyes close on their own and I take deep, calming breaths. I hardly got any sleep last night because of the nightmares.
"Hey Everdeen." A condescending voice sounded from nearby and I opened my eyes.
"Mellark." The bakers boy sits down accross from me and bumps his fist against the table, once.
"So, I've decided not to hurt you until the games start. Just thought you should know."
I roll my eyes. "Thanks for being so considerate Mellark."
He grins maliciously and taps the table once more before getting up and leaving the room.
Letting out a shaky breath I go to the elevator where Effie is waiting with Peeta. We take the ride down to the training level and find a few tributes standing in a circle.
Once Atla has explained the rules to everyone we split off to go do our own thing.
Immediately the Careers from district one and two run off to the weapons station, along with Peeta.
They show off to each other and I'm pleased to see how inexperienced Peeta is with all the wepons. He seems alright with knives though and I take note of that.
I go over to the rope tying station and the trainer seems pleased. I show him what snares I'm capable of making and he shows me some more advanced ones.
There's a particular interesting one that can leave someone wrapped around a tree.
Once I think I'm capable of some of the realistic snares I move on to the edible plants section. The trainer easily see's how knowledgeble I am and let's me see the advanced pannel that lists all the plants and medicines.
I soak up all the information I can. Noting plants that heal burns, poisonous bites, cuts and other ailments.
Lunch is... interesting. The careers take up one end and I'm not surprised to see Peeta with them.
So he's joining the careers.
The rest of the kids sit in pairs or by themselves. I position myself as far from Peeta as possible, ending up next to some kids who I think are from seven.
We exchange some polite banter but mostly just eat.
Peeta doesn't brag as much as the other careers, but he does volunteer a few stories.
The awkward lunch finishes when Atla walks in and tells us so. I want to return to the edible plants station but there isn't enough time for me to stay in one place so I go to the shelter building and fire starting stations before we're sent away.
The training level is below district fours floor so of course, the elevator stops at four again. How does Finnick even know when I'm in the elevator? Like what the hell.
"Hi again Sugar. Miss me?" He grins seductively and leans on the wall next to me.
I don't even bother to step away from him, exhausted from all the survival things I'd learned.
"Of course. I missed seeing someone who annoys me more than my stylist."
Finnick let's out a whoosh of air and feigns hurt. "Why so cruel?"
"I'm really in no position to be nice Finnick... Sorry." Even if he is a jerk it doesn't mean I have to be rude. No matter how much I want to punch him.
Finicks smile falters for a split second. Was he only pretending to be seductive? But I thought-
"No, Katniss. I'm sorry." The elevator opens and Finnick leaves before I do.
What's with the 'Capitol whore'?
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