There's District Two! How'd I do?
P.S. I don't own 'The Hunger Games.'
District Two Reaping
Daewon Gloe POV (District Two)
As I throw the knives at the targets, I see a little boy looking at me from the window of the training dome out of the corner of my eye. I start to turn around, but as I lock my deep blue eyes at the window, wanting to smile at the little boy, but he disappeared. I scratch my head, confused. Where did he go? I walk over to the window, all smudged with mud-caked fingerprints. I look out at the streets and see the little boy, running towards the grocery store. He looks back, and sees me, a terrified expression on his face before he clings onto the next person he bumps into.
I bite the inside of my cheek, dropping the knife. What just happened? All I did was train-nothing bad, right? A Career, Canqueti Nyte, walks up beside me and closes the blinds before picking up my knife. I'm about to thank her when she cuts me off. "Don't worry about it." She says, nodding at the window. "Little kids are little kids. They'll be in here training as well in a few years." As she's talking, she twirls the knife in her hand around before throwing it at the target. She smirks at her hit and turns back to me. "You're volunteering, right?"
Putting on a mask, I smirk. "Maybe. It depends who's reaped. If I'm reaped, then there's really no point." I point out. She rolls her eyes, taking my knife and stabbing a dummy nearby. The stuffing oozes out, fake blood staining the floor. She looks back at me, grinning. "And that's how it's done." She says before walking over to the spear throwing station.
I shake my head at the weird talk. I turn back to knife throwing, my mind spinning at the memory of how I got here exactly...
Flashback (His eigth birthday)
I love playing sports. It's so much fun. I'd heard about the training dome, and how you can run and become more stronger. My parents had just agreed to bring me to the training dome for some training sessions as a birthday present.
We arrive at the training dome, 'District Two Hunger Games Preparation Training Dome' written on the roof of the dome. My mother turns to me, smiling. "Well, here it is!" She gently pushes me towards the dome. "There you go, in you go." I wave good-bye before closing my eyes and entering the centre. I open my eyes, looking around. A man is sitting on a chair, a clipboard in his lap. When he sees me, he stands up, grinning at me. "You're Daewon Gloe, am I right?" I nod and he scribbles something onto his clipboard. "Well, I'm Coach Hunyer, and I'll be training you. Now come this way." He says to me, gesturing to some big wooden doors. I walk towards them, and opened them. The first thing I saw was a track. A huge track with artifical grass. Coach Hunyer stands in front of me. "Well, son, this is your first station. You'll be running 800 meters right now, then we'll go from there, OK?" I nod and made my way over to the track. Coach takes out a stopwatch. "Ready, set, GO!" I start running, running as fast as I could, determined to live up to Coach Hunyer's expectations. When I was finished, I look up at Coach Hunyer, who was smiling. "That was good Daewon!" He picks up some knives and leads me to some targets. "Let's see how good your aim is." I shrug and tried my best to throw the knife at bulls' eye. It lands at the circle surrounding it, and again I look up at Coach Hunyer, whose mouth is a wide 'o'. He nods, in a daze. "Keep going son." I shrug and continue throwing. It was starting to becoem lots of fun, and it wasn't long before I became addicted.
End of flashback
And I did become really addicted. I'm not too comfortable with the idea of killing some people, but training is something I very much enjoy. I can't seem to stop, and besides, what is there really to do here? It's District Two-all we do is train, make weapons and Peacekeepers. I didn't realize all my friends moved to District Fourteen until last week. I try to make new friends, trust me, and go out on dates, but it just doesn't work out. I love to train, and I don't know if that's a good or bad thing.
...District Two Reaping...
Canqueti Nyte POV (District Two)
"So, you're volunteering this year?" My older brother, Cais asks me quietly. I look at him, stopping my hair session as I look at him with my forest green eyes. I nod. "Yeah. Head Coach Thimers said anyone can go." He sighs as he punches one of my pillows. My brother is usually a tough guy with a fun side, but he was never this emotional. He never had the same interest as I did about the Hunger Games, and wanted me to not volunteer.
I give him a hug, messing up my chestnut hair. "I'll be back in, like, three weeks. It'll be fine." I smile. "At least you've got three weeks to do whatever you want with that girlfriend of yours without worrying about your little sister pissing you off." I tease him, laughing. He smiles weakly before giving me the most tightest hug I have ever received in my life. I poke his sides as I croak out, "Air. I need air." He rolls his eyes before dropping me onto the ground. I scream loudly, glaring at his victory grin. "What the hell was that for!" I scream, smoothing out my purple dress. Before he has a chance to reply, my mother and two younger siblings barge in, my mother's face red with anger. "CAIS! WHAT IN THE NAME OF PANEM DID YOU DO TO YOUR SISTER!" He gulps, as I chirp, "He dropped me on the floor." My mother hurls her lipstick at Cais, hitting him on the head. Auis and Edussa, the twins, laugh at Cais before running off. My mother leaves, swearing under her breath as I continue brushing my really messed up hair. Cais swears before leaving, muttering about getting a ice bag.
When I deem myself good-to-go, I skip downstairs and say good morning to my family before leaving. "Breakfast?" My mother asks before I open the door. "No! I'll pick something up on the way!" I shout as I run out the door.
I used to have one best friend, but she died last year in the Hunger Games. She made it into the final four, but was killed by some kid from Four. I go over to 'Rouber's Grill' to pick up a sandwich and heading over to the town square before I bump into Cao.
Yukii Mohanny POV (Gamemaker)
I sit beside one of the District Two mentors, Keano Hert as I listen to the mayor's speech. I sigh as I examine my just done nails. They were the colour of blood, a vivid red. Don't tell anyone, but they were actually stained with real blood. Blood of people who lived hundreds of years ago. The thumbs were the blood of Gwen LeQune, a failed Head Gamemaker of the 100th Hunger Games. The pinkies were blood of the 100th Hunger Games' vicotr, Nathan Stiller. The middle fingers were the blood of Peeta Mellark, who was the boyfriend of the Katniss Everdeen, whose blood is stained on the remaining fingers. She was the one who caused the Capitol the most pain, and everyone hates her to this day. Even though we won, the scars and memories are still there.
I shake away my evil thoughts as I pay attention to the escort, Aviara Le'Nay, who is chirping out the female name. "Eti Cangrove!"
"I volunteer!" A voice says, causing me to look over to the 16s section. A girl with long chestnut hair waves her hand before running up to the stage. A crowd of girls in the 16s section start booing at the girl, while a group of guys from the 16s section were staring at the ground. I look at the girl volunteering, and see a tear fall, but as soon as I blink, the tear is gone, and she smirks at the crowd. "I'm Canqueti Nyte, and I will be District Two's next victor!" The audience erupts in cheers, and I grin. District Two is so happy about the Hunger Games, as they should be. Aviara giggles before drawing the male name. "Ewon Stellars!" A twelve year old, walks towards the stage uncertainly, but runs back to his friends when he hears a loud voice booming, "I volunteer!" I find the voice of a seventeen year old, a cold smirk on his face. Aviara claps. "Your name, honey?" The boy clears his throat. "Daewon Gloe." He winks at everyone. "I'm the next victor." The audience erupts in appaluse yet again, before Aviara squeks out, "May the odds be ever in your favour!"
I follow the tributes to the Justice Building, ready to watch their good-byes, and see who is more...tougher, and who I like or not. I plop on a chair in the camera room, my golden eyes glued onto the screen where Daweon was saying good-bye to his parents. His fther pats him on the back. "You're so gifted son." He reaches in his pocket and takes something out. "Here, it's your token." I see a golden pin with -Gloe- on it. Daewon smiles, and puts it in his pocket. "Thanks." His mother hugs him tightly. "You'll win this." She whispers. Then she beams. "I'll start planning your victory dinner!" She says, excited. Daewon nods, listing some food he likes while a dog is at his feet. Daewon pets it, whispering something into his ear after his parents leave.
I turn over to watch the girl, Canqueti's good-byes. Her parents give her a simple good-bye before leaving, saying they have a meeting with the mayor. A pair of twins and a guy, her older brother is left. The twins joke around about Daewon. "He's going to be one of those tributes that go crazy." The girl says, laughing. Her twin laughs along. "Then he'll die a stupid death." He adds. Canqueti rolls her eyes before punchign them both on the arm, hard. "Shut up." She scolds them, but she cracks a small smile. The twins leave and Canqueti smiles at the brother. "I'll be fine Cais." She says ruffling his hair. He bites his lip, shaking his head. "After that thing with Cao, you're not OK." He replies, looking at her with worried eyes. She sucks in a deep breath. "Look, I know you're one of those protective brothers, but I'll be fine." She sticks out her pinkie. "Promise." Cais stares at the pinkie for ten seconds before sighing and taking his pinkie and pinkie-promising. Then he laughs. "That was stupid." She laughs along. "True." They hug and he leaves, handing her keychain made of wood, a smiley face. Then he leaves, not looking back. The girl sighs, and focuses her attention on the door. Her eyes go wide and she grips onto the chain. I follow her eyes and see a guy staring at her at the door. Then the Peacekeepers show up and covers the doors, his jet black hair disappearing.
I shrug. Whatever. Two friendless tributes. I smirk, thinking about another arena idea...
OK, the Gamemaker was weird, but I wanted to do something different so yeah. What's this arena idea? We'll find out in the arena!
Next chapter will be out Wednesday, I believe. PartyCheese will be writing that, so keep an eye out! We also need more extras characters, so please make some?
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