okay! time to start book two! let's see how bad this will turn out.
A forest.
The man ran through the forest, shoving things out of the way, trying to escape.
Muttations. That's what he was running from. Living weapons of the Capitol. These mutts took the form of what appeared to be a wolf, only stronger. They could balance on their hind legs. They could jump higher than any other creature the man had seen. Their claws were razor sharp.
Even worse, the mutts' eyes looked like the eyes of the dead tributes. The ones that were killed in here.
The man continued to run. He ran to the lake, where two other tributes stood. These tributes were not killed, so there were no mutts that had their eyes. The man shouted at them to run. They didn't obey immediately, until they laid their eyes on the mutts chasing the man. That's when they followed, dashing as fast as their legs would allow.
But then the muttations caught up.
Surprisingly, they left the man alone, and went for the other two tributes. Bit by bit, they ripped them apart. Their screams pained the man so much, that he doubled over, clutching his long, pointed ears-
"Argh!" He cried, sitting up quickly. He panted, his body drenched in sweat. He say there, taking in his surroundings. A desk by the wall, the bed he sat on in the corner. He was in his room.
Another nightmare... He thought. I shouldn't be worrying. The two tributes are still alive. They were not eaten by the mutts.
He looked out his window, finding it to be morning. He normally was a big sleepyhead, but he knew he couldn't get to sleep again, not after the image of Peeta and Katniss getting ripped apart.
He got dressed, ate breakfast, and sat on the couch.
His mind wandered, until it rested. on an unpleasant thought. He had to do something to keep his mind off of the events that will be taking place today. The doorbell rang.
He opened the front door to reveal a beautiful young woman about his age, golden hair, blue eyes.
"Morning Link!" She said cheerfully. Link grinned, and opened his arms. The woman walked into them, wrapping her own arms about his waist. Link shut the door.
"How are you, Zelda?" He asked.
"Great! Look at you, actually out of bed at this time of day." Link chuckled. Zelda removed her coat, and every other winter clothes she wore. The two sat back down on the sofa.
"Ready for today?" Asked Zelda. Link shook his head.
"Can't they let victors have their peace?" He said shaking his head again. He sighed as Zelda laid her head on his shoulder.
"You'll live." She said.
"We'll see." Link replied.
The next few hours went by slowly. The two cleaned up the house a bit. Some more friends joined Link in his house, like Rustl, Ilia, and Colin. Little Colin. He was like a little brother to Link.
The next hour brought more visitors, only these were Link's prep team and escort. They entered the house, and the prep team immediately whisked him off into his room to prepare him for the cameras.
Every victor was supposed to have a talent. It's the activity you take up since you don't have to work either in school or your district's industry. The people would film you and your talent before you left for the Victory tour. Link's talent was playing the ocarina. It was like a recorder, or a flute. This was what Link was currently preparing for.
When they finished with the makeup etc, Link went downstairs to find his stylist, who had him dress into a green shirt that was buttoned up halfway, a white shirt underneath, black pants, and leather boots.
The cameras turned on, and began to film. Link talked for a bit to the cameras, saying what he was about to do, then he took out his ocarina, a family heirloom. It had a beautiful blue color that appeared to glow softly. A silver band wrapped around the mouthpiece. On the band was a symbol that not many people knew what it meant. The three triangles, two on the bottom, one on the top. Link always assumed that it was something that represented his ancestor, the hero. But nobody knew the truth.
When Link began to play the instrument, the people in the small audience had their breath taken away. The song was simply one of the most beautiful things they have heard.
Once they finished filming, Link's stylist put him into a thin, dark green coat, and a dark blue scarf. The gloves matched the scarf's color.
"You're all about green, aren't you?" Link asked him.
"Wrong." Replied Link's stylist. "You're all about green." This made Link smile.
Before Link could step out the door to hear to the train, Zelda strung a gold chain around his neck. "Good luck." She said, kissing him on the cheek. She shoved him out the door into the cold air. Link looked down at the chain to find that it had a gold pendant in the shape of an ocarina. He smiled again.
"We're going to take the train down to District twelve, where we will film your reunion with Katniss and Peeta." Link's escort told him. He nodded. "Then we'll start the tour in District eleven." Link nodded again.
Link got in the car, which took him to the train station. He boarded the train, and before he knew it, the train pulled him into District 12.
Once again, Link got in the car, which took him to where Katniss and Peeta lived, and there he waited for them, cameras on.
Katniss and Peeta exited their houses at the same time. They ran towards each other, and when they meet up, they start kissing, falling to the snowy ground. Link walked over to them, and helped them up.
"Link!" Said Katniss. "I missed you!" Link laughed.
"Did you really?" Katniss nodded. Peeta nodded along with her. They hugged.
Again, they got back to the train, and headed for District 11, where the tour was going to start.
Yay me. I got this far. I wonder how the next chapter will go. R&R plz!
