Chapter 2 The Show Starts
Ello everyone, I hope you're curious about how these games are going to turn out. And don't think this is going to be exactly like the Hunger Games book where they both survive... or is it? Well anyway, spots are still open if you wanna join in. Like I said before, requirements in the profile. Enjoy this chapy! (I own nothing but Jun and Rose.) enjoy ^v^
The darkness that engulfed me somehow transported me into an empty dressing room. Where the hell am I? Wait, where's Rose? Before I could take a good look around, a group of people came in. They all had strange yellow markings on their bodies that I believe are tattoos. They began walking around started examining me by lifting my arms and pulling on my hair till it hurt.
"Interesting two tone hair. It's natural too! How odd... But brown and red don't make good pair," remarked one of the females, messing with my hair. Then out of nowhere someone pulled off my shirt.
"Hey!" I shouted, turning around to the girl who stole my shirt.
"My oh my. So many scars too, but muscular and a healthy tan as well. This will be our hardest job yet," the one who stole my shirt said as I attempted to take it back with no avail.
"No! We have to get you prepped for the openings. We're your wardrobe team, I'm Alexis. This Kishi and Naki," she said, introducing the emo looking girl and the love of life boy before ripping off the rest of my clothes except for my underwear by force. They then proceeded to begin prepping me up by putting makeup on me and throwing medicine and chaconne, but in the end they still left me almost naked. My entire body was stinging from the different medicines and chaconnes they used to hide my scars, but they barely worked anyway and only succeeded in changing my scent. I was trying my best not to lose my temper and break everything in the room and hurt them.
"There, done. Now the stylist will come in and give you your outfit. Too bad, I wish I could be the one to do that," Alexis said before walking out of the room and leaving me alone. I took a look at myself in the mirror after all the crap they had done to me, only to find silver and black patterns across my face with spirals going from the bottom of my eyes down to my jaw. My hair was the only thing they left untouched.
"I LOOK LIKE A D*** CLOWN FROM THIS PLACE!" I shouted as I ran to the sink and removed the make up on my face. Why the he** do they put makeup on a guy! I questioned in my head as I grabbed a nearby towel to dry my face.
"Good to see you got that off. I'm Marluxia, your designer." A man in his mid-20s with pink hair and blue eyes came in with an arm full of clothing that seemed unreal. It really does take a real man to wear pink; I owe Rose 20 munny later.
"Since your world lies between light and darkness, we should do the same for your outfit and use it to our advantage. Don't worry, it's not nearly as crazy as the makeup you had," he assured, handing me the clothes that I was to wear for the show. I put them on, and they surprisingly fit very comfortably and snugly. He wasn't lying but I'm slightly curious as to how he knew my left arm is a bit longer than my right.
I looked at the mirror to see exactly how I looked. The front of the outfit seemed to be covered in white flame, but as it moved back to the end of the cape it darkened until it was completely black underneath, dissolving into smoke. Beneath the open cloak was a heart being entangled by black branches. The branches met perfectly throughout the entire outfit, from my boots to the my face with the new makeup Marluxia had placed on me.
"Pretty sweet. Even has wings," I commented, turning around and noticing a wing made of light and a chained demon wing.
"I'm glad you like it. It's a very unique piece that I rather enjoyed making," he told me as I tried to open the wings but no avail. That bummed me out a bit, but I had no complaints except for those helpers of his.
"Like is an understatement. It suits me perfectly in my opinion. Even down to the smallest detail," I told him, amazed at how the fabric looks like its turning into smoke.
"Thanks. Now let's get you in position," Marluxia replied as he got behind me and started pushing me out the door. We came into a large room that had houses and chariots representing the different worlds. He continued pushing until we reached a horse-drawn chariot that matched my outfit. The horses looked amazing; their manes look like the smoke on my outfit and the armor they wore made them seem like they were made in heaven to prepare for a war between good and evil. I looked over to tell Marluxia that he's done an amazing job with everything, but when I did I saw Rose and I was completely speechless on how gorgeous she looked.
She wore a white dress that started turning into black smoke at the ends. She had two angelic wings on her back that were bound by black chains, and she wore black elbow gloves that faded into white. She was actually wearing high heels, which surprised me because she had never in her life wore or wanted to wear heels. She stopped and stared right back at me, silently asking for approval.
"You look… wow… I mean just… Wow..." I couldn't describe how beautiful she was right then. She looked like, well... an angel but she wasn't using the smile that had shined so brightly before. I guess she's depressed that we're both going into a death game where we have to kill each other.
"You don't look too bad yourself. Describes you perfectly," she said, giving me a soft kiss on the cheek and making me blush.
"So let's win these games together, no matter what. This year we'll be the winners," I told her, grabbing her hand as I climbed into the chariot.
"You won't let go, will you?" she asked, beginning to hold my hand tighter. I looked into her eyes which turned colors almost completely from her normal greenish blue to a radiant cyan.
"I promise I won't, but I like your eyes the way they were before," I replied before the horses started moving on their own. I looked back and saw Marluxia placing his hands at the ends of his lips, telling me to smile for the cameras. Easier said than done, fighting against my will to the death doesn't really put a smile on my face.
"Now welcome our TRIBUTES!" a voice on a speaker declared, introducing the other tributes. I didn't bother to pay attention to the names of the other tributes since that would only hinder me in the games.
"And from Twilight Town we have Rose Kimura and Jun Black Wind!" A gate opened, shining a bright light on us as we went through the door. We were hovering above an arena filled with people cheering and chanting our names as if we were celebrities. I guess Rose was acting shy for a bit since we've never been in front of so many people before, so I wrapped her arm around my bringing us closer together.
"I'm sorry, I guess I'm just nervous," she whispered. She started inching her way away bit by bit, but I brought her back closer to me.
"Don't be, just smile and wave. Act like the princess every girl wants to be," I advised as I began waving to the crowd and sending winks to groups of girls every once in a while. She started to loosen up a bit and began smiling and waving to the crowd like an actual princess would. I couldn't help but think she looked cute, but that thought ended as the horses landed on a platform with the other tributes. I helped Rose down from the chariot and got in line with the other tributes, but we never let each other go. In front of us was a throne with Xehanort sitting victoriously on it. He stood up and began to give his speech.
"Welcome, tributes, to the Hunger Games! I hope the odds are ever in your favor. We hold our 16 anniversary of the games in celebration of my winning achievement; to show that our worlds are in peace!" he yelled to everyone in the stadium, acting as if he was a savior.
Yeah, by fear. No matter how you see it, we're enslaved by him. I guess Rose could feel the anger building up inside of me after he made that comment because she held my hand tighter. I turned and gave her a smile that said everything's going to be alright, but she didn't believe me and looked away, making me sigh. After Xehanort ended his gloating on defeating the keyblade masters, he said something that caught me off guard- something that no one was expecting
"In celebration of the 16 Hunger Games, this year the tributes will be allowed to use magic and wield the power of the keyblade if they so choose!" he announced, summoning his menacing keyblade out of thin air like every year since the games began. He had never allowed the use of keyblades or magic since the first Hunger Games; any time after that it was either you knew it or you didn't. As the tyrant finished his speech he dismissed us. I never got a good look at the other tributes while we were there, but that was the least on my mind. Keyblade and magic... I need to learn both before the games start. For some reason I think they might be useful- well at least the magic. A black aura engulfed all the tributes, sending Rose and I into what seemed like a penthouse at a hotel filled with furniture.
"Wow pretty sweet place we got," I remarked, letting go of Rose's arm and hopping onto the couch.
"Well I'm glad you like it. Xehanort wants you to be the most comfortable you can get before the games," I heard Marluxia call as he came through a dark portal. Rose gasped and ran up to him and gave him a huge hug. I guess he really had taking a liking to him in the few seconds she met him.
"You both were great, we might have a winning team this year." I heard a female voice around her late 20's.
"Hey Larxene, have you seen our tributes' mentor? He hasn't shown up at all," Marluxia called to a blonde haired woman with 2 antennas made of her hair.
"Nope, haven't seen Roxas at all. He's probably in his room, drinking again. Don't forget what happened at the first games. If I was him I'd do the same thing," she replied to him. Rose and I both knew the story of the first Hunger Games. The winner was a Nobody named Roxas; he didn't even want to win. That was the last time magic and keyblades were used since those games were twice as long for some reason.
"I'll go get him" I volunteered, getting up off the couch and began stretching. "He's the one who's going to try and help us survive right?" I asked them. Larxene pointed at the door at the end of the hall telling me "good luck" as I started for the door. The smell of alcohol was getting stronger the further I walked. Once I reached the source of the smell, I heard groaning through the door.
"Well? Come on Jun, open it," I heard Rose say. I looked back to see her lying on my spot on the couch.
"Yeah, yeah." I opened the door to see a man with spiky blonde hair sleeping on a bed of bottles with an open one in his hand spilling onto the floor. Great, our mentor is a drunk! We're sure to win now! I thought sarcastically in my head as I kicked a bottle away from my foot.
"Hey Roxas! Roxas!" I shouted at him but he didn't budge no matter how loud I was."Hey Rose, come on I need your help!" I called across the hall, picking up Roxas and carrying him over to the couch where hopefully everyone can help this drunk.
"What do you need my help with?" she asked, poking the sleeping Roxas' face after I sat him down.
"I don't know, maybe wake him up?" I retorted acting stupid. I pried the bottle out of his hand, really hoping to smash it over his head.
"Sure, try this," she suggested, and then slapped him as hard as she could. He woke up surprisedly and unexpectedly pulled a knife from his back pocket. My reflexes took over- I grabbed his hand with the knife and kicked him to the ground. Rose took the knife from him and I threw him back to the couch as he tried to steal the knife again.
"OW! Where am I?" he asked shocked and confused.
"It's time for the games and you're our mentor. How's it feel to be beat by your own students, teach?" I asked him, getting the knife from Rose and started playing with it, spinning it on the table.
"Was the slap necessary? Or better yet, the kick?" he groaned, rubbing his stomach and taking another sip from his bottle.
"You wouldn't wake up so, yes" Rose remarked, taking the seat next to me. Roxas stared at us as if examining us.
"Now why should I help?" he asked us. He was about to take another sip from his bottle but I threw the knife at the bottle, breaking it into shards and spilling beer on the floor.
"I'm not one to die, and how about it's your fucking JOB, you drunk!" I spat at him, pissed off that he didn't give a damn.
"Alright, I see potential in one and the other." I didn't notice until I saw the knife, but Rose was behind him with the knife I threw pointed at his neck.
"Alright, I'll help. But you have to listen to everything I tell you and do it, no questions asked. First things first, get those clothes off and get me another beer," he demanded. I did as he told me and took off the upper portion of my outfit. I walked into all the rooms to get any alcohol and placed them in a bag. I walked past him and threw the bag out the nearest window.
"Marly, do you mind if I keep the pants? They suit me pretty well and I prefer to have them on when girls are around," I asked, handing my clothes to Marly. He had no complaints, but Roxas said no, and I was forced down to my boxers for the second time today.
"Your rooms are down the hall, and your new clothes will be there as well," Marluxia informed us as I walked into my room. It was basically a completely bland, white room without any other color. I found the clothes Marly told me about and put them on. It was a white shirt under a hoodie jacket that resembled the night sky with the moon on my shoulder and pants that have small stars on them.
"The moon and stars… the longer I'm here, the more it seems like they've chosen me on purpose," I said to myself. I took a glance in the mirror to see how I look, not bad. Just needs to be unzipped a little I thought, unzipping the hoody more to my liking.
It was then that I noticed that I was wearing my red and black bracelet with my name that Rose made for me a while back. I thought I left it back home but now I'm really glad I didn't. I walked out of my room and back to where the others were. Rose wasn't there, so I guess she was still changing.
"-love them, Marly. It fits me perfectly," I heard Rose say coming out of her room. She had on a long sleeve shirt that resembled the afternoon sky with the sun on her other shoulder while her pants were the same shade of orange as a sunset with clouds that were a darker shade of it as if turning to night. I have to admit, this is the second time Marly has left me speechless today.
"So do you have an special skills I should know about? If you want to keep it secret you'll have to tell me in private," he asked us. Rose decided to answer first.
"Well, I'm a pretty sneaky assassin. I can use a bow fairly well. Hmm, and I also know a lot about edible plants," she remarked to him truthfully, but she acted as if she barely knew how to do any of those things. She could shoot an arrow fairly well but only at about 50 yards or less, anything further and she'd miss by a good distance, but she did know the names of most of the plants in the forest that you can eat and that can kill.
"And you?" Roxas asked me, still staring at me for some reason even when Rose was talking.
"I'm pretty good at throwing knives as you just saw. I can fight with dual swords fairly well, and I can hunt a little. So I can handle myself pretty well when the time comes."
Rose stepped in. "Fairly being too modest, he's extremely skilled with two swords, he once beat about 20 heartless by himself although he nearly gave me a heart attack." I gave Rose a stare to make her stop talking. "Oh, sorry Jun, I didn't think you were doing it on purpose," she apologized, but I just smiled at her.
"It's alright, and I said I was sorry for letting that happen. Go hunting in the woods at night one time and she'll never forget. Like I said I can hold my own even in the wilderness. But the others really don't know what they have up their sleeve," I told him, thinking about a strategy for the games so Rose and I can live but at the moment I thought of nothing
"Well that's good to hear. I want you both to stay away from those training sites; work on your magic and survival skills and whatever else you think will help you." He gave us that order with a serious look in his eyes
"And you? No offense, but get your hands of the bottle and shave, you look like a hermit for god's sake. You reek of vomit and alcohol that make us sick," I snapped at him, causing him to become more serious as if he wasn't already.
"I'll do what I have to do in order to keep you two alive during the games. As for you guys, just stay alive," he ordered us. We nodded our heads in unison. An elevator door suddenly opened at the beginning of the room.
"That's your signal to go train," Roxas explained, waving his hand going back to his room. I shook my head at him and followed Rose to the elevator.
"You think someone is watching us?" she whispered right after the doors closed to send us to our training ground.
"Yeah. I don't think we were called at random either. Xehanort set everything up; he wants a good show this year," I told her as we were still going down. We passed basement level 5 and was still going down.
"You think we'll make it?" she asked me timidly before the elevator stopped.
"Well of course I do," I replied with a smile to her as the elevator doors opened to let in another set of tributes.
"Hello," I greeted half-heartedly as they walked in, but they refused to acknowledge me. Rose came closer to me and wrapped her arm around mine. I gave her a warm smile as the elevator came to a stop and the doors opened.
"Good, now that all the tributes are here, let us begin!" an instructor announced as we made our way in the group of tributes. Rose was with me the entire time as the instructor explained to us how we are going to train. We never let go of each other's hand until he finished.
"You'll have different stations with different instructors to teach you the basics. You will all be called when today's training is done. You are now free to go and train."
Well that's all for this chapter, I hope you enjoy and don't forget to tell me what you think. See ya next time. and may the odds be ever in your favor!
