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Chapter 10 - Short Temper.

"Wake uup! Its going to be a very good day for you two!" Triston shouts down the hallway, he kind of sounds happy.

It has been a couple of weeks since the course. And I'm really worried. In three days I could be dead. I haven't given my answer to Jake yet, I just never seem to see him. Like any other normal day, I have a shower, whilst I'm in there, Triston shouts again down the hallway.

"Huurry up, Will! We are running out of time!"

Although I do like using a towel rather than the blow dry method the Capitol has, its faster. So when I'm finished, I press blow dry. It blows every single drop of water off my body. I quickly throw on my training uniform and I comb my hair. Just in time too, because just as I finish, Triston drags me out of the bathroom into the dining room. Before he drags me into the elevator, I quickly grab an apple.

"Straighten up, look strong." Triston says, his Capitol accent almost making me laugh.

I do as he says and the doors open. It reveals me to a line of tributes sitting on chairs. Trinity and I walk out, sit down and Triston zooms away i the elevator. Almost instantly, a female voice starts talking.

"One by one, each one of you will be sent into the training centre. This time, however you will be being assessed by the game makers for your training scores, First is, Gianna Lemb." The female voice said, as a overconfident Gianna struts into the training centre.

Time after time, tributes walk into the training centre. Trinity heads in before me and before the door shuts behind her, I flash her a can do smile. Another fifteen minutes pass before I am allowed in, I walk in smiling whilst I hear the sliding door click shut behind me. I look up to see the gamemakers. All of them appeared to be dressed in a white uniform, all except for one who I assumed was the head. I walked up to the middle, grabbing throwing knives on my way. Only then do I notice that only two or three of them aren't pissed off their faces.

I then cough in my attempt to get them to acknowledge I'm here. Only the ones that aren't pissed turn and watch. I then throw three blades at once, each one individually hitting a targets bullseye. What frustrates me even more is that only two of them clap. I then pick up a bow and arrow, When I shoot I miss two targets, only getting a nine with them. The rest I hit the bullseye. I then put on boxing gloves and I look up at the gamemakers. Now only one is looking at me. The rest are focusing on a story the head gamemaker is telling. Using my anger from the gamemakers, I punch the punching bag as hard as I can it then making a giant rip in the leather. The velcro up the top snapping sending the whole thing coming down. Only when the loudness of the bag hitting the floor does the gamemakers turn. My short temper then overriding me once again. I take more throwing knives and I start yelling.

"YOU PEOPLE ARE MEANT TO BE DOING YOUR JOBS! Not sitting their pissed off your faces whilst someone is trying to get your attention because it could be their life or death! You people basically have 24 lives in your hand, you choose who lives out of the 24, its your choice wether to kill them or not! You people basically kill children, as if it was a press of a button and you don't even care! Did you think that those people had nothing to come back to? Well if you did your wrong! All they want is fifteen minutes of your time, and that means the world to them! Its your job anyways!" And with that, I throw three throwing knives, each one narrowly missing he head and hitting the wall behind him.

"You wanna know what? You all make me feel sick. I hope you can live with yourselves knowing that within he next month, you have killed off another twenty three children, twenty three innocent little lives. And you don't need to dismiss me, I'll leave myself." I say, taking in each one of their faces, some have guilt, some even shock. The head gamemaker's is full of rage. I just storm out of the room, into the elevator and I goto my level.

"How'd it go?" Justin asks, with a excited Triston behind him.

"I threw knives."

"Great, they wouldn't be able to ignore your superb accuracy."

"Yeah, they wouldn't if he knives were going at them." And with that, I notice Triston drop to the floor.

"YOU DID WHAT?" He asks/yells.

"Exactly what I just said." I say, pushing past him to see a fainted Triston.

"Please don't tell me you did what I think you did." Triston says, waking up from fainting.

"I can't Triston, because I did."

Over the next three hours, I wait, watching the tv intensely. When I think about what I did, I just regard it with foolishness. I have practically greeted my death with no fear. When the tv starts the training score programme, everybody sits down and Triston turns it up.

I watch and grip the couch even harder when I see Gianna getting a 9 and Jake, a 10. They must of done something really good because Glow only gets a 8. I notice Noelani got a 7 and Aerwyna, a 9. This shocked me due to Noelani looking better built then her. After a while, Trinity pops up and she gets a 6. People pat her on the back but stop when they see me pop up on the screen. A brief silence happens and even I'm shocked when I see a 10 on the screen. Everybody screams from their excitement. Trinity just comes closer to me and whispers, "Allies?" I nod in approval whilst I see Spiky popup on the screen. He got a 5. Triston then turns off the tv screen whilst we all celebrate in excitement. We eat heaps of cake with the stylists leaving almost no room for dinner.

As I go to go into bed, I hear the door slide open behind me.

"You realise the gamemakers have now put a target on you, right?" Justin says.

"I figured, but I was nice to them, after all I gave the head a haircut." I say, smiling at myself.

"Im serious, make allies. Or you will find yourself dead in the bloodbath." He says with a grim note in his voice. He then leaves the room, letting the door sliding shut behind him.

Too tired to care yet, I snuggle deep down into bed after getting my usual sleepwear off. I fall asleep like I never have before. Fearing that this may be the last bit of sleep I probably will ever get before being put to sleep, forever.

Thanks for reading this far, in the next 3 chapters the games will begin! So please R+R and F+F and even a pm would be nice! Also, I'm going to fix some story errors so it is easier to read. Thanks, - wy479