AN:So, I normally don't do all… this within the first day of publishing a story, but I just love The Hunger Games so much that it's difficult not to over-do it, you know? Also, I don't like just reading one chapter of a story at a time; it kills me slowly on the inside. Haha. So… I'm trying to belt out the first three chapters quickly.
Disclaimer: Do not own THG, if I did… well… Finnick would still be alive. TT-TT
How the Lion met the Lamb
It was a spring morning, clear and bright, a surprising day indeed for the people in District twelve where the air was almost always weighed down by the soot and residue of coal. It was a special day, an occurrence that almost never happened. Two victors from a few districts (mainly the career districts) would go on a tour, not exactly a victor's tour, in order to visit and see the various districts of Panem. Some brought in-training careers with them while others just brought a loved one along. Very seldom did something occur where a child would be freely allowed to visit the districts spread about so some victors, being as kind as a broken warrior could be, would allow one person to tag along. It was almost done in similar fashion to a reaping but not mandatory. If a child wanted to go along, they would have a raffle and the one chosen would go with their district's victor.
This year, victors from two and four were going around the districts. The victors from two, Brutus and Enobaria, were stern and over-powering. Brutus, like his name implies, was a brute. He often spoke of hoping to be able to join the games once more; though, there would be no way for that to happen. Enobaria, known for her vicious kill by ripping a fellow tribute's throat out with her bare teeth, had come along. They had decided against bringing an in-training career. Both agreed that it was too much of a hassle to watch over a little brat who would probably still have the youthful curiosity that was sure to become annoying.
The victors from four, Finnick Odair, a popular amongst the ladies of the capitol, joined Brutus and Enobaria. He was famous for his ability to wield a trident and for winning the sixty-fifth hunger games when he was a mere fourteen years old. With him, he brought a young girl named Coral. He was helping to train the small girl so that she would stand a chance if she were ever called to join the games. An older woman, at the age of seventy-four, was the female victor chosen from district four. She was the mentor of Finnick who would, undoubtedly, be the mentor for Coral.
As the victors from two waited to board the train so that they could head to four in order to pick their fellow victors up, no one noticed a medium sized boy sneak into the compartment. The peacekeepers had been pre-occupied by a young girl who was throwing knives around. Grinning, blue eyes shined as the owner snuck into a back room and waited for the train to start moving. About an hour after the train had started, it stopped; the small boy guessed it was to stop in district four before they headed to the very outer layer of the districts. Twelve was said to be the poorest and thus, the small teen wrinkled his nose in displeasure.
Cato
I grinned as I slowly slid from my hiding spot, I was positive that we would be too far from our district to head back once I was discovered. I walked to the front compartment of the train and took a deep breath, steeling myself for the reprimand that was sure to come from Brutus.
Walking into the dining car, Finnick Odair, the victor from four, noticed me first. He gave a giant grin before pointing me out to Brutus and Enobaria, my two future mentors for when I finished my training. Brutus spotted me and scowled, walking over to me.
"What do you think you're doing on here, Cato?"
I flinched as the tall man grasped the back of my neck, clearly displeased.
"I just wanted to come along and see if there's any competition from these districts for when I volunteer."
Seeing Brutus' reaction, I'm not exactly sure on if that was the proper response or not. Brutus seemed to glower at me even more before Enobaria rolled her eyes and said there wasn't much harm in me coming and in order to protect me they would say that they forgot to mention that I would be coming. They may be tough, but they also knew that I would be a shoe-in for victor when it was time for me to volunteer; thus, they didn't really punish me for sneaking on board the train.
The past victors began to talk amongst themselves as we continued on our way to district twelve. The girl, Coral, attempted to speak with me but I paid her no mind, she seemed worthless in my eyes.
Katniss
I saw the train rolling into the small platform that we had in the square. Daddy said that it was some kind of tour, not unlike the victor's tour. Well… he said it was different seeing as they were past victors from different games, not the most recent ones. It was kind of difficult to understand, he said that all I needed to know was that there was going to be a feast when they arrived and that I wouldn't be able to go into the meadow. When had that ever stopped me though?
I giggled a bit at the thought. Daddy always tried to get me to comply with the rules during these things, but the meadow was so fun especially since he'd started to teach me how to hunt not too long ago.
A small child, around the age of ten, ran through the square while wearing a yellow dress. It made her skin look darker and her eyes seemed to shine more than usual. Looking around, the small child seemed to be looking for someone. She huffed as she continued to run, attempting to find what she was looking for.
Half-way through the square, two small figures collided. Black hair and blonde hair seemed to fly in opposite directions as two children fell onto the ground.
"Hey, watch where you're going!"
The blonde shouted in indignation. He'd just gotten off the train and had prepared to explore when all of a sudden he was pushed to the ground by a blur of black and yellow. He looked up in time and saw grey eyes glaring at him. Wait! Glaring at him? What had he done?
"Maybe you should watch where you're going."
Came the huffed response from a girl with her long hair in a braid. Who did this guy think he was? Trying to yell at her as if it was her fault that they collided. Alright, maybe she should have been paying attention to where she was running, but she was desperate to find her dad who was nowhere to be seen. She desperately wanted to go to the meadow, even if it was for only a few minutes!
Cato
Who did this girl think she was? She ran into me! I wasn't the one running like a wild dog was chasing me! I'd show her to treat me like trash when in all actuality she was the one more like trash!
"Well, not only is district twelve dirty, seems like the people here don't have any manners either."
I saw the girl with the pretty grey eyes start glaring. Oops… maybe I had said the wrong thing, but it was true! She ran into me and then blamed me for the fall! Hmph, I'd show that girl that I was going to be a career and that she couldn't act superior to me!
Katniss
Who did this guy think he was? Who cares that I ran into him? I was in a hurry! He should have been looking out as well; we were both to blame… more him than me though.
I looked up through my lashes and saw that the boy had blonde hair and blue eyes… he would have been nice to look at if he had a better attitude. Oh, look, he's talking now, guess I should pay attention; though, I'm pretty sure all he's going to do is blame me continuously for making us both fall.
"Well, not only is district twelve dirty, seems like the people here don't have any manners either."
Whatdid he just say about me and my district? My eyes narrowed on him as I tried to reign in my temper. Daddy always said that it would get me in trouble one of these days… I guess he was right because as soon as I heard those words spilling from the boy's mouth, I balled my hand into a fist and punched him in the face. Ha! That would teach him to bad mouth me and my district! … Er… he looked angry now… like he was going to…
"ARGH!"
The blonde boy immediately tackled the girl onto the ground. The two were seen rolling around. Black hair mixed with blonde. A yellow dress mixed with khaki and plaid. Within minutes, Brutus and Enobaria were there, witnessing the little scuffle the two hot headed children were having. A thirty-five year old man walked up and blinked before laughing. To think, Brutus' little brat… picking a fight with some Seam girl! It was laughable really. Brutus glared at the laughing man and spoke.
"What's so funny, Haymitch?"
Haymitch grinned in response.
"Well, surely, you can see the amusement in all of this? Two fighting brats going at each other is entertaining stuff."
Brutus refrained from chuckling as he finally broke the two up. It would seem as if their stay in district twelve for the time being just got more interesting. He was sure to train Cato extra for this, but for now he'd allow the blonde to be the child that he actually was.
AN: Aw, cute little immature fighting right there. Haha. Hope you guys enjoy it. The next chapter after this will be kind of after things settle down between the two. Haha.
I'm interested to know what you guys think of this chapter. I myself don't know exactly how to feel about it. I really like it, but it's certainly different than how I normally do things. I normally don't go between first person point of view and third/omni/etc. Haha… there's a first for everything I guess~
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