Thankyou to everybody that managed to favourite, pm and all that good stuff. I had partially wrote this chapter around a month ago but real life stuff stopped me. I became sick TWICE, someone messed up a game I was working on whilst I was taking a break etc. So my life has been hectic atm. Anyways I thank you, the readers for waiting this long! Please R+R F+F and even the occasional pm would be nice. Constructive criticism is appreciated. So without further ado, lets stop my jibber jabbering and lets start the chapter!
Chapter 11 - "Perfection" Training.
I appeared in a dark room, faces of evilly smiling gamemakers around me.
"Your going to diee.."
"Your going to diiiieee."
Tears then freely flowing from my eyes.
"Stop it, all of you.. you monsters!"
"We are the monsters? You almost killed me.. Now you will pay!"
I screamed in pain as a knife hits my leg, being sent down from the force of the blow. A woman gamemaker then coming upto me, grinning and then whispering.
"Your dead." And then she raises her axe and brings it down upon me.
"Aaaahhh" I shout, waking up, Triston had just opened the door when I shouted, it seems to have ruffled a few feathers.
"Y y you k k know the u u usual.." He says.
"The usual what?" I ask, half asleep.
"W w wake up, its going to be another big day." He says, obviously still frightened.
"A a and today just put on normal clothes.. There is no training scheduled." He says before leaving my room.
I quickly get up and I open my drawers. I pick out the usual Hunger Games jacket jeans and shirt, only this time it has White and Black instead of Black being the main colour and white the secondary. I then walk into my bathroom, jumping into my shower, choosing the vanilla scent option. I then jump out, choosing blow dry on a button and having a fan get every single drop of water off me. I then style my hair and I put on the clothes I picked out. I then pin my silver train badge to my jacket and I zip my jacket. I throw on some sneakers and I meet the others in the dining room where they are waiting.
"So then, what do I have going on now?" I ask.
"Youve forgotten havent you?"
"Forgotten what?"
"Your interviews are tonight, tomorrow you could be dead." He says.
It finally hits me, within the next 24 hours, I could be dead. I almost cry, but I have to be strong. For everybody. Around breakfast I mainly poked at my breakfast, until Tristan yells at me telling me I need to be in the best condition.
After a while, Tristan takes me off to my room, were he opens my blinds and the windows.
"We need to give you, "Perfection Training. Of sorts." He says.
"We need to figure out what youll do in your interview. Thats what both me and Rhiannon will do, we will swap around lunch and at 6 PM we will hand you over to your stylist and prep team." He said, I nodding in agreement.
"Now lets see what style you are.."
"Lets try friendly." He says, then asking me more and more questions, I having to answer in a friendly manner.
We ended up trying a few, but this was the results:
Childish: No
Friendly: Maybe
Bloodthursty: HELL NO!
Sexy: Im a bit too young for that.
Funny: Yes.
But afterwards, Justin and me got 1 on 1 time due to finishing early.
"Need any advice?"
"No."
"Okay then, I'll quiz you."
"What do you do in the first sixty seconds."
"Wait, im not a suicidal idiot."
"Do you run towards the cornucopia?"
"No."
"Do you stay away from the careers?"
"Yes, they want to kill me."
"What berries arent edible, in other words could kill you?"
"Nightlock and Remnant."
"What colour are they?"
"Nightlock is black, Remnant is a eery blue."
"Good.. Good."
"Justin, Ive got a question."
"Yes?" He says.
"Well, I've been thinking.. If I do end up winning these games.. One thing I have been wondering is.."
"Yes? What?" He asks.
"How do you deal with killing someone?"
His face then dropping, a stone hard face replacing the old one I once knew.
"Sadly.. You don't." He says, sadly.
"Oh.." I say, with a sad look on my face.
I don't want to die, but I don't want to kill anybody. I wish I was just back at home helping my dad on the trains and such.. I guess you never know what your missing before its taken from you.
I almost break down, but then Triston quickly comes to my rescue.
"Calm down.. Calm down.. I will help you in that arena. Even if I have to become a sponsor myself."
"The most important thing is, is there anybody you like.. Anybody you want to have an alliance with?"
"Well, Ill team with Trinity.. And if Noelani from 4 isnt a career, I'd like him to come along too, and his sister if she wants."
"Okay." He says with a smile.
After a while, lunch is delivered. I eat it and then I'm sent straight to Rhiannon for Etiquette training.
"Hello." She says when I enter.
"Hi. We don't speak much do we?" I say.
"No we don't.. But maybe if you survive we could. But of course, I'm rooting for Trinity." She says, with a smile on her face.
She shows me how to properly tie a tie (Most of the poorer districts dont even have suits, so it was no surprise to anybody I didn't know how.) I slip on my suit, tie the tie and I'm almost done. Besides the fact that I need to learn how to deal with my emotions.
"Now, whenever you feel stressed, look to me or Triston. We will calm you down." She says.
"Whenever you feel anger, imagine killing one of the other tributes. Particularly one you hate." She says.
She then pushes me off to my stylist and her team. They fix my hair, put on some makeup (Covering some bruises on my knuckles.), Clipping my nails and then finally waxing off some hair that was annoying them. Then Tigris walks into the room with a really nice looking black suit.
Once I put it on, I thank her but then she tells me to stop and watch.
"Stop, watch this darling.. You'll love it!" She says, a purr in her voice, my prep team watching excitedly from the background.
I looked in the mirror as Tigris presses a button. My collar lights up with an azure light. So does my tie and a few other parts of my suit. Thing is, I can't feel any wires. They must be embedded into the cloth or something.
"Thanks, it looks great!" I tell everybody. I go to pull them all into a hug, but Tigris awkwardly walks away.
About an hour later I am taken downstairs to the interview room. Caesar Flickerman is there and this year, his colour is a grassy green.
"Hello everybody.. And meet this years tributes for the 69th Annual Hunger Games" He says, in an announcers voice.
The order is Girl, Boy from District 1 - 12 , meaning ill be the 12th person to be interviewed, hopefully the audience wont be bored by then. Time flies and along the way, I conceal my laugh as Harry attempts to pull off a "Helpless" act just for Caesar to make a joke and him, to respond in an angered tone.
"Next person is Will, From District 6!" He says, I hear screaming from the audience and I come out of my trance of boredom. I walk upto the stage and he smiles to me, I smile back.
"And he has three minutes on the clock! Go!" A cameraman says, pointing to the countdown clock.
"Well hello Will!" Caesar says in his usually positive tone.
"Hey Caesar!" I say, smiling.
"Well, getting to the questions.. How did you score a 10? Being the youngest competitor?" He asks.
"Caesar he isnt allowed to answer that!" A man says fom the crowd.
"Of course, Okay than Will, what is yor most favourite food in the capitol?"
"The cake, Especially the mud cake." I say, grinning.
"Well, you folks at home know I cant eat that, Otherwise I'll lose my perfect figure!" He says, some people laugh.
"But then again Caesar, I need to get all the wait I can, it is the Hunger Games after all, Ill win if im filled to the brim!" I say, people in the crowd laughing from my "Stupidity."
"How do you feel about the games Will, do you think you will win?"
"I will hope that I do Caesar, but then again, I cant do anything without you guys!" I say, piinting to the crowd. Justin then giving me a thumbs up.
"Well do you want to know your odds of winning?"
"Sure Caesar."
"1 in 6" He says.
"Wow, I didnt expect that!" I say.
"Yeah and I went down to the betting shops, wow your line was crowded. But don't tell Snow I was betting, my head will be on a pike!" He says, winking deviously at the crowd. The loud buzzer then going off.
He then gets up, I do too. He then raises my hand in the air.
"Will, from 6 everybody!" He says, girls throwing roses at me, I then grabbing a few.
"Any last words?" He asks me.
"Thanks to the girls that threw roses, I might be able to make it into a weapon, but then again, they might not met me in!" I say, before taking my seat.
An hour later and the tributes are behind the stage. Then I see Harry walking upto me.
"Made a decision?" He asks me.
"Yes, and no." I say, anger rippin through his face. He then pushes me up against the brick wall, holding me by my collar.
"Youve just signed your own death warrant. This is your last chance!" He shouts aloud, most tributes turning around shocked. I was about to say no again when Noelani came up.
"Oi, let him go." E says in a deffiant voice. He then drops me to the ground, Noelani by my side.
"You didnt need to do that." I say.
"Its fine." He says.
"Listen I was wondering if you want to team. Your sister can come too." I say.
"Sure, but she wont be coming. Shes with them." He says, eyeing down the careers.
"Okay, we are also with Trinity." I say.
"Okay fine!" He says with a smile.
We then split up, I going back to my level, eating dinner and then going to bed. Needing all the sleep I could get for the horrors ill face tomorrow.
Thanks to eveybody who waited patiently!