(Sorry to people who have favourited or followed this story for posting this chapter again, it's only to give more people the chance to see the story and submit a tribute)
Jayden Cooper:
"Jayden, is it okay if we have a word with you before the reapings begin?" Fiona Fellow, capitol ambassador, asks, although I can't help but feel it is a demand.
I nod my head curtly before following her into the justice building.
"So," she begins, still walking, "me and President Reynolds were talking and we feel we should inform you on your role as mentor."
"My role? Seems straight forward to me," I shrug her off. I don't worry for insulting her, I know she is far down the pecking order in the Capitol's eyes, if anything she is simply an organiser, used for communication between our district and the Capitol.
"No no, it is more complex than you believe," she replies, stopping me from leaving the room we had just entered.
"Complex?" I ask. "I tell them how I won and I tell them to do the same. Simple."
"You don't understand," she suddenly screeches, her voice rising with every word. She pauses before continuing, "The President would like some real fighters this year, for extra action."
"Yes I'll show them how to fight, that's what training is for," I reply, walking for the door once again. This woman has done nothing but waste my time.
"The President wants more than training though." Wait what?
"What do you expect me to do?" I ask.
"Train your two tributes each night after training, we need tributes who are skilled."
"No tribute could become skilled in a few months never mind a few extra hours. I don't know what the Capitol want or the President wants, but I simply can't help."
"You have to," she pleads. "The President didn't feel there was enough excitement last year so-"
I cut her off before she continues. "Look, the tributes are drawn and there can not and will not be changed in a few days. If the President wants 'excitement' then change the arena."
"Change the arena?" she asks, confused then it clicks for her. "Yes you're right, a different setting... a different place." She runs out the room, grabbing her phone out of her pocket.
Why did I suggest that? Now how can I prepare my tributes for an arena I don't even know? I may have gotten Fiona off my back but I feel I've only created a bigger problem for myself in the long term.
I can only hope I haven't made things worse.
Thankyou for the tributes that have been submitted so far, please keep them coming because I need quite a few more. So this chapter is explaining the idea behind different arena designs.
Also please review, telling me what you think. Thanks.
