Chapter 4:
P.O.V.
My face contorted with a mixture of different emotions. The most obvious one being fear. Set on fire? Where they even allowed to do that to tributes? I mean, yeah we were being sent into a deathmatch with odds at 23 to 1. But this is a bit torturous don't you think? The devious smirk which had settled onto Portias face was anything but comforting, in all due respect it was a face id like to have the pleasure in never whitnesing again. It looked truly scary. She pulled an all in one leather cladded suit which gave the effect of dragon tooth armour. The deep metallic black of the suit shimmered gracefully in the ever so bright light of my prepping room. The colour strangely portrayed my feelings, black. I looked up from the suit and straight into Portia's eyes. They were filled with seemingly many emotions, the most vibrant being confidence, and in that moment i knew i had to trust her, i couldn't see a reason as to why she would do it to hurt me in any way. A small smile graced her lips as she said "You'll unforgettable , everyone will be talking about you after the parade Peeta, its your time to shine. To finally bring a bit of pride forward for District 12 " . I smirked " You're completely right Portia, this is my opportunity, i cant miss it''
She handed me the suit and i quickly slipped it on. The tight fitting suit hugged my body in all of the right places. It was perfectly tailored for me which was surprising. My defined arms looked even bigger and it made my chest look sturdy and strong. The perfectly lain dragon scales completed the look. They were evenly stretched out across my body, oppressing the look of an armour, battle armour. Just looking at myself in the mirror was pleasantly surprising, i wasn't greeted by the dirty huntsman, but a battle ready warrior. The transformation was something really special, and undeniably talented. I glanced at Portia whom was standing wait at the door with a wide pearly smile sewn across her face. I probably looked liked a cheshire cat yet i didn't care, i looked great and i knew it. Yet all my senses screamed to run and hide, i'm not ready for this im really not. How can i do this ? I want to live, i don't want to die.
I looked up to Portia whom i was i now standing next to at the door, the pain and fear evident in my eyes didn't seem to put her at rest yet she knew that there was nothing she could do to cure me from these horrid emotions. These emotions which have cornered me and concealed me in an airtight container where they constantly attack me, making me feel a rush of them all at once, leaving a broken feeling thats started to linger in the depths of my heart and soul. She gracefully linked her arm with mine and guided me into the dim hallway. We set off at a comfortable pace which was accompanied by a welcomed silence which strangely enough started to eat and pick away at me. When we finally reached the end of the corridor i let out a breath of which i must have been holding. Portia and i broke apart and i took a moment to collect myself and reign all my emotions in. I had to look confident. The monstrous smirk once again tainted my lips as i carelessly swaggered into the massive hall in which 12 chariots were set. All of the districts were already there even Elsa. Elsa looked very pretty and pure as she shyly stood talking to her stylist.
I let my eyes travel over the awaiting tributes. I immediately noticed hulking man from eleven. His outfit made him look completely ridiculous. He was no where near intimidating with the dungarees he was dressed in. I let my eyes scan further down the line until the met the District 2 chariot. Clove was dressed in a plastic looking armour yet still looked fierce and battle ready. Although Clove was not a big looking opponent i knew she was one to watch. I let my gaze drift over to Cato. He was glad in a more fitting armour compared to Clove which gave off a dangerous aura. He was exuding complete confidence. I peered into his face to see he was drinking in the sight of me. A psychotic smirk came across my face as his eyes connected with mine. I made a snapping motion whilst nodding my head towards Clove, he looked completely stunned to say the least. I let a feral growl rise from within me as i scoffed and turned on one heel towards my chariot.
Stepping up to my chariot i cocked my head to the side towards district 2's, Clove was now looking at me with a fierce glare, Cato however had a smug grin on his face. I slowly lifted my arm up and made a neck slicing motion directed to Clove. A look of complete fear crossed her screwed up face as she swiftly turned to a once again shocked Cato. I looked towards Elsa, who was quietly waiting for our departure.
The two massive metal doors located before us suddenly burst open to a cheering and roaring crowd. Portia and Elsa's stylist jumped upon the chariot behind us with blow torches, although i was still fearful of the outcome, i completely trusted Portia. Soon enough our chariot had joined the line of departing ones. Surprisingly, the flames didn't hurt? Which to be truthfully honest i was more than ok with. The district 1 chariot exited and the crowd roared with excitement, the district 2 chariot quickly followed behind. The already elated crowd roared and cheered so loud for the two warriors. In no time it was our turn to leave.
Im not going to lie, my heart was in my mouth. Were they going to like me? Well i hope so, the first impression is always the most important. As our chariot rolled out of the two doors, the crowd fell silent with a few gasps. However the silence quickly diminished and was replaced with ear piercing screams and roars. I looked round a little dazed, but i knew i needed to look confident. I raised my arm and happily waved and blew kisses to the crowd. I looked up into one of the screens and saw how amazing i truly looked amazing. The flames which protruded from my back left a beautiful trail. The flames licked all over my body, and any movement i made the flames seemed to get bigger. All eyes were on Elsa and I. Even some of the tributes eyes were glued wide as they stared at us. I let a smug smirk come upon my lips. I knew i had made a great impression that wasn't beat by any other tribute.
The chariot came to a halt at a half circular shape at the end of the great hall. President Snow was waiting on a balcony. He looked out across all the tributes. His eyes finally landed on my head. I bowed my head with respect to get into his good books. He nodded slightly in approval. "Welcome tributes, to the 74th annual hunger games! May the odds be ever in your favour as you enter the arena". The crowd roared for their demented president, i took this opportunity to scan the other tributes impressions. Both tributes from district 6 were glaring at me, i inclined my head and let a blood thirsty smile come upon my face. Theirs faces contorted in fear which led a feral growl crawl up my throat. Maybe i was made for these games? I seem to be doing a good job at looking to kill people. My gaze left their chariot and laid upon the district 2 chariots one. Clove quickly avoided my eyes which actually sent hope coursing through my already burning veins. If i can intimidate a career tribute then i know ive made a good impression. My eyes left her form to look at her counterpart, Cato. You could visibly see the anger rolling off of his body. I smirked at this as i had stole the show. I looked over towards the district 1's chariot. Both Glimmer and Marvel were glaring at me, i just snorted and looked back up to Snow. " And may the odds be ever in your favour, let the hunger games begin" The cheering and roars of the crowd once again picked up as the chariots exited the hall. I continued my facade until my chariot came to a stop.
I swiftly hopped off and leaned against the side of it. All of the career tributes were watching me. I smirked and stood tall. Both district 1 tributes stepped towards me closely followed by clove and then Cato sauntered behind them. I could feel the anger and tension rolling of the district 1 tributes as they stood before me. Soon enough i was surrounded by them all. However i will use the skills i know if they even try something funny. I snorted and went to walk away when a strong hand clasped around my wrist. I looked up to see it was marvel. "Marvel, was it? id let go of my wrist if you knew what was good for you". He scoffed and took a step forward trying to assert his dominance. I violently pulled my wrist out of his grip and used the palm of my hand to hit his nose. A splitting crunch came from his nose as he fell to the floor. I swiftly turned around and booted Glimmer hard in the middle of the chest. She immediately fell to the floor with her partner. Clove threw a skilled punch towards my head yet i had seen it coming and quickly dodged it whilst harshly kicked her legs from beneath her. She fell to the ground to join her allies. I stood tall and turned towards Cato. He was smirking as i readied myself. " well, i can clearly see you can defend yourself" he send with his deep voice. By now the other careers were standing next to him. I let a growl rip from my throat as i knew that i had to look confident. The three careers whom i quickly disarmed looked slightly fearful as i stared them down. Cato came forward and said " twelve, we'll be watching" And with that they left. By now the whole room was watching.
I walked towards Haymitch who said, " well boy, if the parade didn't get you enough recognition from the tributes, then that sure as hell did. I've never seen anyone disarm 3 careers and come out unscathed" I let a small smile taint my lips as we were soon ushered towards the elevator by an annoyingly peppy Effie. I now knew that i had a target on my back, yet it was worth it.
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