Hey everyone! Before I say anything else, I would just like to apologise for not updating in FOREVER!
I have just been really busy with school, and handling my REALLY annoying bestie (just kidding Lizzy!)! So yeah...
Here are some of the replies for the reviews you guys have sent me:
The13thVasilisa: Is that a good thing or a bad thing?
Guest ih: What do you mean?
Guest Hunger Winx: I LOVE YOUR NAME :) It's, like, two of my favourite things in one!
Guest A: You are very welcome :)
xxXX-winxfan4ever-XXxx: Just saying, I chose Liam because he is the person that plays Gale in the Hunger Games, and I changed it to Harry because Guest A wanted me to. Do you like 1D?
Guest winx: I know right!
Oh, and by the way, I am thinking of changing this to a Hunger Games Crossover, what do you guys think? Please reply with your opinion. I will only change it if the majority of the reviews want me to.
Just a warning, this chapter has two bleeped out (the ** thingy) swear words to add to the recklessness and depth of the character. Sorry if this offends (I don't know why it would) or annoys you in any way. So this chapter is a T rating at the moment... If you don't mind the swear words, then you are making my life sooooooo much easier here. :0)
Thank you!
OK, I'm going to stop talking now...
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Enjoy the story!
The Winx and the Specialists were up early, pacing round the dorm room, waiting for Ms Faragonda to call them to watch the Tribute March and the Interviews, even though they knew very well that they weren't until 8:00 that night. They were all just nervous for their friend.
It may not seem like it, but this was the night that made a difference between life and death. If you made a good impression on the crowd at the Interview, you got 'Followers'. These were people who favoured you as a tribute, and who your Teacher convinced to give valuable gifts to the tributes, like water, food, or medicine.
The March was where the designer assigned to each village made costumes for the tributes, based on that village's speciality.
Every minute seemed like hours until, finally, they were called by Ms Faragonda. They all sat in front of the screen, with their fingers crossed.
Finally, the parade started. None of the teenagers in the room paid any attention to any of the other carriages, except the final one. Because in that was Flora.
She was wearing a bright pink gown, with an uneven hemline of bright blue flowers, her hair was flowing behind her, and it had pink and blue flowers in, matching her dress. Flora's village provided flowers to the City, helping it to look beautiful. The Winx and their boyfriends were speechless. Flora was waving, and blowing kisses to the crowd. When they had all reached the center of the plaza, having done a complete circuit, the President gave a small speech. "Happy Fire Games! I can see we have a very promising set of Tributes this year! Good luck to all, and for next year..." The crowd joined in. "May the odds be ever in your favour!"
The Tributes all went inside to get ready for the Interviews. After about an hour of tutoring and dressing, everyone came out onto the stage. the female tribute of Village 1 went first, then the male, and so on. The Winx and Specialists watched everyone's interviews carefully, seeing what Flora was up against. They all appeared to be well trained and prepared for the Games, and everyone grew nervous. What about Flora? Would she even last a day in the arena?
There was one tribute in particular who caught their eye. Her name was Shayden, and she was the fairy of winter. she was from Village 4, the village of forestry and trees.
"Nice to meet you, Shayden. Looking forward to the weeks ahead?" The announcer asked.
"What kind of question is that?! Of course I'm not!" She snapped.
"OK, wrong question. What do you think of the other tributes? Do you think you have a chance?"
"I don't care, to be honest with you. All I know about the other tributes is that we are all here by chance. An unfair chance. Heck, even our guardian fairy is here, and her job is to protect us all. All of us. Everyone in this room. Everyone on this planet. But did you try and get her out of this? No. None of us are here because we want to be. We are all here because of you! F**king you!" Everyone gasped at her language. "Yeah, you heard that right! This is all your fault! Every single f**king one of you!"
"OK, do you have a talent you would like to share with us?" The announcer asked, shaken up by her outburst.
"Yes, in fact, I do." She said. Flora had a bad feeling about this. Shayden used her magic to make an axe appear in her hands. "And that is to kill you!" She threw the axe at the announcer's head as soon as she said kill.
"Winter Rose!"
Before the axe could hit his head, vines had grown from the ground, creating a wall between the announcer and the axe. Everyone turned to Flora, who had cast the spell.
"Thank you, Flora." The announcer said as Shayden was dragged off stage by a guard. Everyone cheered.
The other tributes went by so slowly for the Winx, they just wanted to see their best friend.
Then up came her turn.
