A/N: Ahh, last night, I wrote the second chapter at around midnight because I just had to get it done. That's why there's some spelling errors. ; w ;
My Response: Ah, yes! I am definitely going to do Sokka's POV soon. I believe she might think of a few major ones like Cato, Peeta, Glimmer, and Rue. Maybe Marvel. I'm not quite sure what I'm doing yet for those, but I'm definitely doing something. And, haha, actually, Sokka does that for a reason. I guess I can tell you guys this, since it's not really mentioned as much in the story or shown. Aka relies on her twin extremely for comfort ever since her father had done something to her. You'll know what it is in maybe two or three chapters, at least when there in the Arena. I get it, though. I would never let my siblings do it either hahaha. x'D And, yeah, Kiara is technically another Haymitch. Her personality was partly based on him, partly me just winging it.
Disclaimer: I do not own Hunger Games.
Rated M for future chapters.
Chapter 3. Filler! *
Sokka's POV
Staring at my wall gets quite boring when it comes to it. All you do is just think about bad things when that happens. Bad memories, bad flashbacks, bad everything. I avert my blue eyes from the wall, turning slightly to look around the big room.
I really wish I could share it with Aka, but I doubt she will allow it. Not after what happened with her father.
Well, my father. She refuses to call him her's anymore.
I decide I'm hungry as I turn slightly, looking around for our little servants.
Or, Avox's. Whatever you want to call it.
I believe Fifa said something about Avox's tongues being cut off as a punishment. That they've done something terribly wrong that their previledge of speaking was taken away.
Shaking my head, I sit up. I wonder how I'm supposed to beat these kids. Some could be very skillful with weapons, while others could be trembling with fear.
Others, well, may look like they don't, but they really do. You can't really trust anyone, considering they could try to kill you in the end.
I find myself collapsed on my bed once more, clutching the thick, silky blanket within my fingers. I really hope I won't have to kill Aka soon. I scoff, ruffling my white hair.
Fifa peeks in. "Sokka, time for dinner!" she says loudly. I flinch a little, staring at her.
"Alright, okay, I'm getting up," I mumble, standing up. She nods, walking back to the diner room, I'm presuming.
I follow her, frowning slightly. This is too much. I ruffle my hair, realizing Aka was doing the same thing not too long ago. I glance around, looking for my twin.
"She's in the dining room already!" Fifa says, turning to squint at me slightly. "Now, c'mon."
I walk faster, passing Fifa and spotting Aka just up ahead. I smile slightly, walking at a fast pace towards her.
She stands up, running to me and wrapping her arms around me. I smile down, wrapping my arms tightly. Protectively, so that no one can ever touch her again. Make her feel loved, so then she will never try to kill herself again -
I'm getting side tracked.
"So, love, do you wanna eat?" I ask gently, kissing her head. She nods, looking up at me with her dull eyes. Memories of her telling me of what happened, memories of just THINKING about it.
Aka hesitates, smiling. "I-I'm not sure." Fifa walks by, ushering us to our chairs. We sit down, waiting for Kiara.
She enters, rather staggily. Okay, she is completely high. She smiles lazily in our directions. "Hey there, buttercups," she says.
Fifa narrows her eyes. "Kiara."
Said name laughs out. "Why, hello there!" She beams brightly at Fifa, giggling shortly after as she sat down, staring at the food as if she was confused.
Scrunching up my nose, I say, "Well, Kiara, do you need help with anything?"
Our mentor waves a hand. "Hahaha! No, no, no, no.. I am grrrreeat!" She says, laughing out loudly.
Aka kind of stares at her. ".. Those pills enough for you?" she asks.
Kiara laughs out again, pointing at my sister. "They're vaccines, stupid!" is all she says before another round of laughter kicks it.
My twin scoffs, turning to Fifa. "Is this some kind of joke?"
Fifa squints slightly. "No, it isn't."
Aka sighs. "Thought so," she murmurs, shrugging her shoulders as she picked up some turkey with a fork, nibbling on the small piece quietly.
I ruffle her hair slightly, going back to eat some more of my food. The Capital foods are the best, in my opinion. I wish they could replace our bread back at home, which was most likely stale.
Kiara's laughter finally dies off, and she's staring at Aka through her glazed eyes. "Well, sugarcube, if ya don't like me, maybe you should get a new mentor!"
"I can't do that," I hear her respond.
Our mentor aks, "And, why not?"
"Because you didn't die."
This brings laughter into the room once more. "Haha, and I wish I did!"
This brings a silence upon our dinner, Fifa already leaving the room.
I sigh, knowing Aka could be in Kiara's footsteps. Aka already wanted to kill herself. Maybe she could be victor.
This is it.
I have to make her victor, whether she likes it or not.
A/N: *That was really bad and short, I'm sorry. This is more like a filler chapter, that's why it's so short.
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~iiCollz.
