This story was designed as a remake of the Hunger Games from my own imagination. I am in no way trying to replace the novels/series written by: Suzanne Collins. This story was created for the entertainment of others NOT for copywriting purposes. This is a NON EXPLICIT document and it suitable for all ages! Enjoy!
Chapter 2
The humming of the train was rather odd sounding when there is an awkward silence between everyone onboard. Katniss and Gale were sitting side by side, and had not said a word since the train began to move. Effy, was busy doing her makeup in a small hand mirror, as if she needed any more. Gale was staring out the window with a mindless expression across his face. Katniss was just fumbling around with one of the silver buttons on her clothing. There was once again, blue carpeting on the train as well as the main building of District 12. Mahogany tables with silky light green cloths and doilies as placemats were places on either side of the car, one of which Effy was sitting. In the center, there was a mini bar with almost every little cake or cookie that you could imagine, neatly stacked one on top of the other. Although Katniss and Gale were not feeling very hungry at this point. This was probably normal for someone who was about to go through The Hunger Games.
"Haymitch will be arriving soon to give you some advice." Effy said without looking up from the mirror. "Haymitch?" Katniss thought aloud. Gale began to speak as well. "He once won The Hunger Games."
Her stomach started to settle right before the automatic door slid open, and in came a man who was not in the best shape. He obviously hadn't shaved lately, and smelled as though he needed a shower. Overtop his white long sleeve shirt, was a navy blue vest with something white on it that Katniss did not question for her own mind's sake. "Congratulations. You, have just been chosen, to be in one of the biggest…bigg…biggest tournaments, in the h-history, of th-the world." And then he just flopped into one of the empty seats next to Katniss and Gale. "You must be Haymitch." Gale ventured. "Who wants tah no?" He responded in a defensive tone. "Gale Hawthorne. And this is-" "Katniss Everdean." She answered for herself. "Are you going to be useful, or are you just drunk?" She asked him already knowing the answer. "Now listen here little lady, I am your only way, to get real advice on this., so you listen to…." He paused to recover the word. "Me." He said no more as he took yet another swig from the large bottle of liquor sitting next to him. Gale leaned close to Katniss. "Is he for real?"
She wanted to snatch it from his hand and break the bottle over his head, although her temper was kept under control. "Maybe he'll shape up after the Games. It's a sad time. Although I can't see why alcohol is the answer." She took another look at him and he was slumped over with his head almost touching the table in front of them. Then he jerked it up as if it never happened and began to talk again. "First of all, you need to know, how to use a weapon." "I can shoot with a bow and arrow." Katniss told him. "And Gale can throw knifes. He used to compete with me when we were kids in the woods." Haymitch chuckled. "Aww. How cute. Child memories. Get rid of 'em. They will weigh you down. Nothing but serious thoughts and clever movements." "Coming form the guy who can barely look at a glass of water without thinking of alcohol." Gale started. "You wanna piece o' me kid? Go ahead. But that's no way to get you sponsors." At this, he did not wait for a response, but grabbed his bottle of rubbish and walked back through the door to the next car. "He's a joke." Katniss sighed.
Bye the time that they reached the capitol, there was no more of a conversation. Katniss looked out of the window and saw the many people cheering and screaming as they awaited the two tributes of District 12 to be revealed. There was absolutely no place to run and hide. It was annoying just how overly done their makeup was, and how neon and huge their cloths appeared even from a mile away. Millions were put into this whole style to the Capitol. This also left Katniss and Gale in distress due to the fact that none of the extra money was shared with the starving districts. "Why do they always get what they want?" Katniss uttered through gritted teeth. "Maybe they don't have to." Gale responded in a way that made Katniss suspicious yet excited. With extreme effort, both tributes waved and slightly smiled for a few minutes before they were shown the penthouse in which they would be living for the next week.
They arrived at the front of the penthouse and stepped into what seemed to be a moving platform. There was a railing around the circular dish that kept them inside. The ride up was very snug for there was only just enough space for them all to stand inside. Katniss did not appreciate being pressed close to Haymitch and his breath that smelled of whiskey. He must have known it bothered her because he opened his mouth wide and purposefully managed a yawn. Then nothing but a smile the rest of the way up. They were put on the top floor because they were the last district. District thirteen had been completely destroyed after the great rebellion caused by the 46th annual Hunger Games. It was the first year that there would be no extra tributes. Now instead of 26 there would be 24. Not much of a shame however because there would be no more lives to be taken.
The disgusting feeling of pure hostility crept through both their bodies as they were shown the living quarters and many rooms. Millions put in to it. NONE of it shared with the starving districts. There was no real reason for not performing this simple act of kindness. They have money to throw away. But if anyone at the Capitol were to reveal any sort of actual feeling inside of them, their reputation as a whole would be destroyed. As you first walk in, you can see a silver lined coffee table with several deep red, and cushiony chairs surrounding it. Walk a little farther, and you would see the large 90 inch flat screen hanging form the ceiling by pure gold strings on every part of the edges. It almost looked like a waterfall of gold flowing behind it when the light hit causing it to reflect. The dining area was on top of a high up and very big and spacey platform. A mahogany wooden dining table that was ready for a banquet was sitting perfectly placed with every food imaginable. The china was beautiful of course. So were the placemats, and the silver wear. And the candlesticks made of platinum. Unfortunately the more that they encountered these expensive things the more they realized that this could be the last thing that they ever know before the games. It would go from riches and luxury, to cold hard survival in the wilderness.
"Well, not exactly as good as last year but it will do. Money has been a bit more harsh lately." Effie said in a tone that was supposed to make them feel bad. "I'll show you to your bedrooms." They were led down a long corridor with red wallpaper and bronze designs made to resemble a vine growing along the wall embedded into the velvety touch. Katniss reached over to feel it herself and found that it was rather interactive in a way. As soon as she made contact with it the plant would quiver and shake as if rain were falling upon it. Her room was absolutely astonishing. There was a king size bed with a dark purple and furry soft blanket spread across it with matching pillows. The sheets were lavender in color and in scent. The walls were whatever color that you wanted. The remote on her nightstand would control what appeared. She picked it up and spread her finger across the touch pad and viewed moving images of deserts, or woodland areas. There was one of District 12 and she could have sworn that she caught site of the boy who always came into the bakery with rabbits in exchange for bread. The odd thing was that she couldn't see any of the other districts. Maybe it was the same for all of the other tributes. Only their districts could be seen from their own rooms.
After an hour or so, Katniss decided to take a hot bath. There was a circular bowl for the tub the size of her house. It was really just a swimming pool Jacuzzi. As soon as she stepped in, many unfamiliar gadgets began to work away at her body, scrubbing off any dirt or unwanted residue. Her hair was shampooed and conditioned, and then left down her back. After it was finished, all of the water was not drained, but it all steamed up into the ceiling where it was absorbed by some sort of air vent. The water was refilled in a much more clean feeling, and she was allowed to relax. There was no need to empty it until she was done because her, and the water were both very, very clean. Fifteen minutes went by of the soothing feeling of jets and bubbles flowing into the tub releasing any knots or tight muscles throughout her entire body. The best part was knowing that nothing but a fabulous dinner awaited her afterwards. She stepped out onto a super absorbent matt in which she was dried with an automatic breath of air coming from another large vent. Several more machines combed and parted her hair to her liking, and she was given a fabulous wardrobe to choose from. She picked out a rather light and airy top that allowed her to move freely and not get overheat. It went down to about her lover thighs and was breathtaking when she moved because millions of tiny sparkles were inside the fabric. It was a pale yellow color that made her feel a bit more cheerful. She chose a pair of ankle length leggings that were plain black. Katniss didn't want to take away from the shirt. To complete the outfit, she slipped on a pair of purple velvet flats and left her glossy black hair fall down her back and shoulders. There was an option of makeup but once again, she hated it.
Finally, she stepped down the few stairs back to the main room. Everyone was seated and already had dug in. Katniss sat in the only empty spot there was close enough to everyone else. Katniss filled her plate without hesitation. She sometimes had to skip meals in order for her mother and Prim to eat back in 12. Soon her belly was full of warm rice with turkey gravy, steak, soup with chicken broth, leaks, lamb chunks, and finally, a large slice of cake decorated with such a realistic icing design to look like all 24 tributes, that she ALMOST thought about leaving it. Not a single word was spoken during that meal. Just complete silence and looks being exchanged between Katniss and Gale as they taunted Effy and Haymitch with odd noises and childish faces.
Afterwards, as a group they moved to the living quarters where they were told about the main ceremony of the tributes that were selected this year. They were to meet their stylists the next morning at about 10 o'clock AM. "Listen to them and do not hesitate to add some flare to the outfit yourself." Effy ordered. "Both of you are unacceptable as it is." Anger stirred inside of Katniss and Gale. But they restrained. Effy was lucky too. Haymitch was to drunk for support. "Don't be late or else you will have a last minute panic where I will have to deal with you. Now go. Time for you to sleep." She babbled. "It's only 8 o'clock." Gale reported standing up as he did so. "You must. Don't get on my bad side." Both of them stormed off, but not without Katniss leaving the one retort: "What good side?" Just loud enough for Effy to hear, and Haymitch to snicker.
