The Career's Games

by Juliet888

Follow the bloodthirsty careers through the 74th Annual Hunger Games. Watch them face their ups and downs without the hindrance of the pesky Katniss. Even without her only one can win or could there be more? What will happen? Who will fall? Read and find out. I'll update this once or twice a day every day of the holiday.

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I have been playing Terraria and I have completed my hallowed armour and tools by putting this off. I like Terraria. REVIEW and corrections are loved. Thresh Time and I am thinking of doing it less frequent because it is more of a burden than fun now, but I will continue.

The Career's Games

Chapter 10

Threshes point of view

The doors to freedom open and I return my solemn glare and behind me little Rue opening her small, beady, innocent eyes. The citizens of the Capitol go wild and I continue my path as if taking no notice of them.

When the receptionist was giving directions and telling us about our timetable. I act strong and just glare at her, I can see how uncomfortable she is but I'm pretty sure my life is more important than her feelings for a few minutes.

She directs us to floor 11, the number of our district which has a cinematic glass window so we may view the magnificent city from nearly everywhere.

I'm piggyback Rue when she whispers something to me.

"I don't think I am right Thresh, have you seen this year's careers. They look fiercer then any passed games and I watched their reaping on the train, they have more confidence in themselves then all of the other districts combined."

"We are going to make it Rue; I will make sure you make it."

The train ride here took so long that we only had half an hour to get ready for the tributes feast. Rue was wearing a small blue frock which made me wish even more that she didn't have to be here, on death row.

Since we were the second level from the pent house, we were the third and fourth people to board the elevator. Fraternizing was never really my thing but when a 17 year old girl from district 12 saw her she sympathized and Rue looked like she was thinking of the people she talks to now would be dead in the next few days.

The floors kept on passing by and I took my first good look at the fierce careers. The tributes from one look like an average career. Normal height a little bit of muscles and specialty to 1, stunning looks. All checks for them except the girl, she does not have much muscles but she looks just as skilled as the rest of them. That little bit of muscle difference leads me to believe that she is not an average career.

The other two from 2 are what was expectance but the girl's age is young. She looks 14 or 15, this may make her look vulnerable but she must be more deadly than the others.

When the door finally opens, we start pouring out to the well prepared dinner before us. The food I see is another waste of lives, the turkeys, chicken and so much fruit and vegetables that my friends and I have put so much effort into collecting but all our efforts are wasted and thrown down a high tech disposals shoot.

I didn't do much besides stare through the open window and wonder how life is doing at home, what would I be doing if I wasn't reaped for the games.

I was about to fall asleep when little Rue pulled a silk blanket beside me.

"I couldn't sleep so I thought maybe I could try sleeping with you."
"Yeah sure" and she laid down beside my bed and immediately fell asleep.

Rue and I woke up at the same time, 5:00am for the harvest but there was nothing to harvest besides our tears.

The prep team came an hour later and made us to stage one, the natural look. They would give me no reason to why there wasn't makeup all over me and I wasn't looking like a fruit.

The time for costumes arrived and it was a farmer's outfit, it looked like what we saw in history books them dressed in a ruff material called jeans.

Luckily it was easy to slide in because what I heard was that jeans didn't feel like the best material.

When we were on the chariots, I was squeezing her hand tight and then she said that when we die or when the hunger games starts she wants to find me and go together. While Rue waved tentatively, I just did a simple hello wave and showed no emotion.

Another night in the luxurious was coming to an end and the days leading up to our death was dwindling. At night since we are used to sleeping late for the harvest, stare out the window and talk about our lives and home.

I'm going to miss those times, maybe one day I will see them again.

SHORT AGAIN I am suffering from major writers block that has lasted 3 nights, I need wordy attention. OR TERRARIA