Okay so I've decided to have the next few chapters lead up to the chariot rides, because I want them to be told by two peopless POV, but not tributes, because they'll have importance LATER in the story, maybe not even this story...;) eaither way they'll be relevant, but the nixt 3 districts will follow in the order the events take place. Right now their leaving the train and heading to th hotel/resort/whatever. Also if you can find any possible foreshadowing in this or any other chapters correctly, It might pay of later ;)...As for rewards for reviews, these are what they are currently at. If you wanted to get the arenea spcific tool, or another reward, you still can, just review for that chapter. REMEMBER, I can't give you the special tool unless you reviewd ALL the train ride chapter (D5-D8):

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D9

Terry Glitz


"Don't let go
I've wanted this far too long
Mistakes become regrets
I've learned to love abuse
Please show me what I'm looking for"

I wonder if the weather was telling me something. It had rained every day we were on the train. Some people find the rain calming; I find it bitter. I had a vicious fear of water since my mother, Nora had drown when I was seven. Her death cause my father to physically take his pain out on me. I looked angerly at my knee…my most obvious result of abuse. The taunting rain was just another thing in life I couldn't control.

I despised my father, he had the audacity to laugh once I was reaped. He always blamed me for mother's death, because I was supposed to go fishing in the lake in the woods instead of her…it was meant to be my death. At least my sister, Grace, and my three best friends were there. They were the only ones in the entirety of district 9 that I could trust, now I'll have to trust complete strangers with my life.

I had seen the reaping video several times to ecess my fellow tributes, because I was so afraid that if I underestimated on I would be their first victim. I looked down at my notes:

D1:girl- looks cruel, boy -looks vengeful

D2: typical careers

D3:Girl- an intelligent air, boy -looks like a career

D4: girl - tiny, defenseless, boy- typical career

D5: boy- little and small, girl- determinated

D6: both look critical

D7: love birds,, girl-weak, guy- looks like a career

D8: girl- pretty calm, the boy- looked suspicious

D9:male- winner ;), girl- typical career

D10:male-weak, girl-sweetly suspicious

D11: male -typical career , girl- scared to death

D12: girl-small/determined, boy-defeatedand depressed

The smaller kids in the games (some looking smaller than my 8 year old sister) would be an easy kill, but there were 8 possible career recuits. Hopefully the typical career group would deny the deadly looking tributes in the common districts. Either way, I was going to avoid allainces if possible. My mentor wanted me to aally with my district partner Paventia, but she was even less thrilled with the idea than I was. I still remember her exact words.


"Me and him?" She laughed hysterically.

"I don't want to ally either, but what's sso funny about it?" I said feeling my face heat up.

"I'm career trained. You prbbaly have never even used a butterfly knife, let alone know what it is"

This girl was really getting on my nerves, "Let me guess another weapon you need to defend yourself, because you can't attack someone with your own hands" I said patronizing her.

She breathed out, looking close to tears, "Look! I don't need your help okay, I've survived on my own and I can survive better with the careers"

I chuckle a little bit, "It's weird how you put so much faith in the group who's known for their brutal killings, especially,when your not in a career district"

During our conversation she had lost the concentration to properly cut her stake, and suddenly noticed and stabbed her meat with her she took a huge bit and threw the steak using her knife across the table.

"they say when you play with fire, ou get burned; so don't mess with me or else the next thing Ijab with a knife will be you." She said wrathfully.

"Okay, okay!" our mentor said as he asked for some alcoholic bevrages to calm our nerves.


Last night was dreadful, but we could all see the dense tension in the air. Vitare, our mentor tapped on my door.

"Hey, were going to have a brief meeting in the sitting area to discuss how you want to make your first impression on the capital citizens when you exit the train" she said chipperly.

As I walked to the sitting area I noticed how many doors they had on the train…why would they need so many doors for a brief train ride? I reached to open one of the doors when an avox with concerned and frantic eyes shook their heads vigorously and pointed me to the sitting room.

I hadn't left my room since yesterday's discussion, but Paventia's demenaur had changed drastically. She wore a soft smile paired with her dark eyes smiling sensually. And as much as I hate to say it, she looked gorgeous sitting across from me…weird. I guess without fire, there was no longer and painful flames left to sting me.

"So, as for angles what are you thinking of doing?" the question was directed to me, but Paventia decided to speak.

"I want to seem as powerful, but I need something else to make me seem as a desirable tribute" she said with a lack of confidence. It's weird one moment she acted like she wanted rip my head off, but now she's insecure. I'm confused trying to keep track of my opinion of her.

"desirable" she says as she tastes theword. "You can go for the sexy and ruthless career, good?" she said not really asking, more confirming with herself.

"Yeah I can do that" she said winking.

"What about you?" Vitare asked looking at me with much concentration.

"I don't know, do I need one?" I asked, thinking it wouldn't matter how I portrayed myself, it only mattered how well my actions paid off in the games.

"Yes" she said bluntly.

She thought for a moment and then began speaking out loud.

"You can't be sexy, you can't be a bulky career, you can't be innocent, you can't be the social butterfly…you could try mysterious"

I looked at her with my eyebrows furrowed. Mysterious? I wasn't open, but who has won the hunger games on being mysterious? My mind went blank.

"It's either that or the creepy quiet guy" She said as though it was a joke.

"Can I choose the second option?" I ask genuinely.

"No, your angle will be mysterious and that's that…man I need a drink" she said rubbing her temples.

"I'm sorry about yesterday" Paventia said after our mentor had left.

"I was just a little upset over the reapings…but I'm back to normal now, that's the last time you will see me break down" she said leaving me hanging on her every word. I suppose her angle for the crowd was well suited for her.

"It's fine, I've been around emotionally unstable people my entire life" I frown with a bit of smite shadowing my voice.

"We're still not allies; I'll do better with the careers. I can handle being with them." She said confidentially; although, as she walked away I swear I heard her whisper to herself, "I can handle the careers" almost reassuringly to herself.

We were placed right outside our train doors and told to put on some smiling faces. I was glad being mysterious didn't involve smiling. Paventia had slipped into a slinky red dress and sky high stilettos, and I dressed in all dark gray. As she strutted her way to the hotel blowing kisses and winking, I stared into every citizen's eye showing them the pain in my eyes, was caused completely by them. Once we had made our way to the hotel I collapsed on a nearby couch.

I could handle all of this; I just have to be strategic, sneaky, and sly. I just had to avoid getting close to others, which I was naturally good at and hide. I knew I was decent ally prepared but I still have the nagging feeling that if my mother was here everything would all be fine.


I really hope I wrote your tribute well, I feel as though the ending was a tad rushed, but I was hoping it would bring his thought process full circle. Also for Paventia, she will be talked more baout later, and no she's not bipolar, but I felt like she needed a small breakdown considering her family. PLEASEPLEASEPLEASE REVIW! if you do up to D12 you will earn capital popularity before the games.(guarenteening sponsoring points) Thanks for reading and PLEASE REVIEW! grates :)