Hey guys so it's finally time for me to write about the actually games and I'm pretty excited I have lots of ideas! So please review when you can because it keeps me motivated to keep updating thanks :)
My dreams are plagued by the images of Emerson and Cato. A voice echoes in my head demanding me to choose between them. I watch myself walk towards Cato and then watch as I approach him he takes a knife and tries to plunge it into my heart I wake up screaming in a panic. I sit there with my head in my knees sobbing. I gave myself to him and it pains me to think that all this could just be a part of the games. I lay there in silence until Holden enters my room. "Morning Zoey, I need you to go shower, so I can get you prepped for today," His voice sounds grim. I have to drag myself from the bed and into the shower. I watch the water swirl down the drain and wish my emotions would go away that easily. Once I get out Holden helps me into my outfit for the games. I am placed into a pair of pants, a belt, hiking boots, and normal shirt and a jacket. I clutch onto the necklace I have worn around my neck for as long as I could remember. I then remember Emerson gave it to me and I let go of it immediately. Holden and I sit in silence while he brushes back my hair and applies neutral makeup. "This makeup will not come off without the use of a certain face wash, so you won't have to worry about it smudging," Holden explains. "I'm pretty sure that would be the least of my worries," I say bitterly. Holden sighs, "It's time to go."
Holden leads me to a building full of hovercrafts. Peacekeepers then take us onto the one that will transport us to the arena. We take a seat in a compartment with no windows and food is served. "You need to eat something Zoey. You need all the strength you can get," Holden instructs me. I try to eat, but my nerves get the best of me and I can't even try to force down food. Once we arrive to where the games will take place we are taken underground area and are led to a small room were Holden and I sit on a couch together and wait. Holden takes my hands and says nothing. He may be one of the capitol people, but he has been nothing, but nice to me since I arrived. "Tribute's please step onto your platforms the games will begin shortly," A voice overhead announces. I get up and stride to the platform that will take me to the arena. Holden gives my hands a final squeeze. "I'm not going to stand here and make false promises to you. I just want you to know I have faith in you good luck," Holden says strongly. Glass closes around the platform and it begins to move up. Let the games begin.
Once the platform reaches the top I am bathed in light. The arena is a forested area. It's all trees as far as my eyes can see. I take in my surroundings. All 23 tributes stand not that far a distance from each other in a circle and in the middle of us stands the cornucopia gleaming in the sunlight. I see Cato and he looks at me and nods. My heart pounds violently against my ribcage. If I want to survive this blood bath I need to get my hands on a weapon. We all listen as a voice overhead begins the countdown, "Five... Four... Three... Two... One..." The gong sounds and I run faster than I ever have. I see a knife on the grass and snatch it up. As soon as I pick it up I see a female tribute charging at me. I throw the knife and it sinks itself into her neck. I watch as her body slumps to the ground. I am then thrown to the ground. My body aches from the impact. A large male tribute pins me down to the ground and puts his knees on my chest. "Well I thought killing you would be a little more difficult then this District 9," H sneers at me. In the corner of my eye I see the hilt of a dagger. I quickly reach out and grab it and slit his throat in one fluid motion. I feel the warm blood splash onto my skin. I feel sick to my stomach and push his lifeless body off of me. I turn towards the cornucopia and see Cato mercilessly fighting off tributes. I run in his direction when I see them my second weapon choice a pair of gloves with dangerous looking claws attached at the joints. I dive at them and put them on quickly. I look up and see a younger tribute who was trying to collect supplies look at me terrified. He gets up to run, but before he can I stab my claw like weapons straight into his chest and rip out his heart. His body falls to the ground and he dies instantly. "Well looks like you are more like us then I thought," Clove sneers at me. I drop to the ground I have already lost myself to the games.
Cato's voice snaps me back to the games, "We need to gather supplies and set up a base camp," He orders us. "There's a lake just over there," Cooper points out. We all decide we should set up camp beside the lake. Cato approaches and whispers into my ear, "Are you okay?" I can hear real concern in his voice. I'm too scared at what I am capable of to even say anything. Within a few hours our base is set up and we are ready to hunt. When our camp is finally set up we hear the canons symbolizing a tribute's death go off. It fires a total of seven times. Only seven teen us remain. I push away the images of the tributes that died by my hands. I did what I needed to survive is what I keep repeating to myself. I need to regain my composure and seem unaffected by the murders I've just committed. "Okay, so at nightfall Clove, Marvel, Zoey, and I will go hunting the remainder of you will guard the camp," Cato instructs us. While we wait for nightfall I notice a figure not far off from camp. I stand up and try to get a better look at who it is, but due to the setting sun I can only make out a shadowy figure, Cato notices what I'm looking at and jumps to his feet. "Looks like we have someone who just can't wait to die by our hands," Calypsa chimes. As we approach the figure I figure out who it is. It's the District 12 boy Peeta. "Well look who we have here its lover boy," Cato says menacingly. "I'm surprised that you even survived the bloodbath," Glimmer coos. "I hope you realize you've just walked into your death right?" I sneer at him. What one earth is Peeta thinking why would he just walk into the careers camp he must have a reason. "I'm here to propose an alliance," Peeta announces. "Why would we want you on our side?" Clove laughs. "You want Katniss dead don't you? Well I can help you get to her. I know her better than most of you know your own mothers," Peeta explains. "He has a point Cato she is one of our biggest threats," I say. Cato is silent for a moment while he thinks this over. "Fine you may join us for now, but I promise you lover boy if you make one mistake I'll end your life faster than you could tell your sweet Katniss you love her," Cato points his sword dangerously in Peeta's direction. "You won't have to worry about me," Peeta tries to assure us. "I'll get him set up with some equipment then. Come with me Peeta," I say to him. Once we are alone by the supplies I begin to question him. "What the hell are you doing? I thought you loved Katniss why are you trying to help us kill her?" "I have my reasons," He shrugs. I just shake my head. "Lover boy you'll be coming hunting with us might as well make sure you can at least fight," Cato announces. The five of us gather supplies and the hunt begins.