Chapter 2-The Advertisement

On the train, the woman from the stage starts too tell us that we're going to the capitol, and the other guy looked extremely bored. As if he knew all of this by heart.

Finally, we arrive at the Capitol, and we are brought to a room full of other kids within the teen years. I wasn't expecting this, I had to fight all these kids, to the death. I didn't expect to do this, but I knew that I had to do something. I figured The Doctor would be at work trying to shut down these 'Hunger Games', but until then I had to do what I had to do. I walked in like I was prepared for anything, and shouted a cheery greeting. "Hey guys!" I say, and everyone just looks at me with somber expressions. I knew immediately that they understood that most of them were going to die. I felt sorry for them.

"Well? Don't just stand there! Group hug!" I say, but they just look at me like I'm the biggest weirdo since Vincent Van Gogh. I admit, I probably was. I was still determined, and I'm going to prevent as much death from this group as possible, and I'm not dying today.

The woman comes back in, and tells us to start training. They all turn to targets for their weapon of choice, but I just plop down on the floor and start to meditate. I feel them all looking at me, but that was the least of my concerns. As I start to clear my mind and become one with the universe, I feel the emotions of them all. Most are sad, regretful, but there's one that's mischievous. I felt them moving towards me, and then I started to worry. I started to float up, and I heard gasps from everyone. I knew they were surprised, and it wasn't surprising that they were surprised, as I doubt they could do the same. I floated out of their reach, so whoever was going to do something to me couldn't. I wasn't sure what they were planning, but, I didn't want to find out. I felt something pointing at me, and I had a feeling that it wasn't good. I opened my eyes, and a girl that looked around 15 was pointing a bow at me, and I felt emotions filling up inside me, and I lost my concentration and fell. My hair fell into my face, and I irritably blew it out of my face. I looked up and saw a guy looking down on me with an amused face.

"How's the weather down there?" he asks, as if it was any different. We were inside anyways, so it wouldn't be at all different. Or was it a joke?

"Um, I'm pretty sure that it's the same. How's it up there?"

He was straight out laughing by now, and I was still confused. "What is it?" I ask, and he just laughed even harder.

As I got up, he was acting like he was helping me. I'm pretty sure it was just an excuse to touch me.

"who's the girl who was aiming the bow at me?" I ask him, and his face froze, even though it was a simple question.

"Why? Why even think about that district 12 scum?"

I knew that Humans were pretty prejudiced, but still. "Well, maybe because she was aiming a bow at me!" I pushed away from him, and went over to her and asked her name.

"Why do you want to know?" she asked suspiciously, and I realized that she either wasn't going to be very trusting, or wasn't in a good mood.

"Because, I'm working on getting everyone out of this place alive." I said, as if it was the most normal thing in the world, and an awkward silence fell through the room. She was just staring at me in shock, and I was a bit disturbed that they thought that was impossible. I learned from The Doctor that if they don't have hope, they have nothing. I had to get hope into their lives, or they won't be able to help at all. But if worse comes to worse, I could overthrow a government myself.

"Katniss." she says, and I was shocked at the determination in her voice. As if she was going to win this at any cost, no matter what.

"Nice to meet you, Katniss." I answer, and I gave her a smile, but she didn't smile back.

"Well, it's almost time for the games to begin!" the woman shouts as she walks in the room. This was going to be a very stressful job too fix this country.


Well, this was a funny chapter to write, and the small tidbit of flirting with the unnamed guy was fun to write.