AN. Hey everyone! BACK AGAIN! So I'm sorry I've been gone for so long, but this chapter was SO HARD! Sorry that a lot of the questions are the same, but I don't know what else to put in! Anyway, this chapter is NOT BETA'D so expect a lot of spelling mistakes. Anyway, you guys need to start betting! Well, you don't HAVE too, but that's half the fun or whatever! Anyway, interviews!
District One
Third Person!
Hilda Flickerman walks onto stage smiling. Hilda has bright yellow hair with yellow lips, eyelids, and dark skin. She is Latina. She is wearing a yellow cat suit with a black knee length skirt.
"Hello Panem, we are going to have some fun tonight! First up is the lovely Glace Debay from District one!" Hilda chimes.
Glace walks onto stage with a tiny grin plastered to her face, wearing a beautiful pink, orange, and gold silk halt dress. When she moves toward the chair beside Hilda, Glace's dress shimmers so bright, the audience are blown away. In her blondish white hair sits a perfectly shaped pink head band.
"Well you look lovely tonight!" Hilda coos.
Glace smiles, her pink lips sparkling. "Thank you, my stylist is a genius."
"I can see that" Hilda says. "So Glace, do you think you've trained enough?"
"Yes. I have been training my whole life. I believe that I am pretty good with weapons and I may be able to win" Glace says.
"Well, lets hope you do. You look like a smart girl. Tell me Glace, do you think your smart?" Hilda asks.
"I know my way around nature, and I know how to use weapons, so I'd say yes, in a way" Glace says.
"Well, if you can heal yourself, I bet you'll be tough to beat in the arena" Hilda says.
"Maybe. I hope so" Glace giggles.
"Now Glace, do you miss anyone back home?" Hilda asks.
"Well, not really" Glace says.
"Are you sure?" Hilda asks.
"Yes" Glace answers.
"Well then, do you have any friends here?" Hilda asks.
"Yes. Tanita Cunshell and I are allies" Glace nods.
"Well, I hope one of you survives. Lets here it for miss Glace Debay!" Hilda calls. The audience cheers. Glace smiles and waves and walks off stage.
Marcus takes in a deep breath. He has to do this. He steps onto stage. Just one more step. Just one more, and I might win Marcus thinks. He walks across the stage to his seat. Marcus looks lively at Hilda and gives a calm nod.
"So Marcus, how do you like the capital?" Hilda asks.
"Well, it's very clean and it is a lot more high class then the districts, but it seems okay" Marcus says.
"Well, that's good" Hilda says, tilting her head. "How do you feel, being a tribute?"
"I guess it's good to get out of one, sometimes. I think if I win, it'd be a good break for me and my father" Marcus says.
"Tell me, do you have any other family besides your dad?" Hilda asks.
"I did" Marcus says.
"Tell me" Hilda says.
"I had a brother. He died a few years ago" Marcus says. Hilda takes his hand.
"I am so sorry. But if you win this, then I know your brother would be so proud of you" Hilda says. Marcus gives a half smile, even though he feels pressured. He feels pressured by his dad, his brother, and now winning the games.
"Alright, Marcus Canfield from district one!" Hilda calls. The audience claps and cheers. Marcus gives a half smile and a wave, then walks off stage.
District two.
Hadley smirks and crakes her fingers, ready to go on stage at any minute. Marcus passes her and gives her a concerned look. Hadley brushes the feeling and walks onto stage. Hadley is wearing a beautiful lilac uneven hem layered dress and shines with white boots that goes as far as her thigh. Hadley smirks and sits down next to Hilda. Hadley crosses her legs, and puts her hands on her knees. Her boots sparkle. Hilda smiles and Hadley smiles back. Act innocent, part of her says. "Smirk you fool, or you'll fall off the stage" a voice in Hadley's head says. Hadley replaces her smile with a lively smirk, and tries to tone the voices out.
"So Hadley, do you think that your training has paid off?" Hilda asks.
"Yes. I have been training a lot and I think I'm good to go" Hadley says, a little over whelmed.
"Well, you seem to have the spirit! I bet you'll be a fine tribute in the arena" Hilda says.
"Yes maim, I have been training my whole life and I do believe I'll be okay" Hadley says with wide eyes.
"Tell me Hadley, is there anyone special at home?" Hilda asks.
"No one yet" Hadley says.
"Really, no one?" Hilda asks.
"I have a really good friend, but I'm not sure if there is anything there" Hadley giggles.
"Do you have a family?" Hilda laughs.
"I have my father, but he probably isn't watching right now. He's a morphine addict" Hadley says, looking a little upset. Hadley looks around, surprised.
"What's wrong?" Hilda asks.
"Oh nothing" Hadley says with a giggle. In Hadley's mind, it was the voices...again.
"Well Hadley, I think District two may have a fighter this year! Lets hear it for Hadley Azalay from District two!" Hilda says. Hadley smiles and winks, then walks off stage.
Hector takes a deep breath and walks on stage. Hector is wearing an orange T-shirt and cut off jeans at the knee. Hector takes a seat.
"Hector, how do you feel about the capital so far?" Hilda asks.
"I like it" Hector says nervously.
"Well, how old are you? You seem very young to just walk up on stage when you were reaped" Hilda says.
"I'm twelve. I have courage...sometimes" Hector says.
"Wow, when I was twelve I could barely even think about going on stage. You got a lot of courage then, buddy" Hilda laughs.
"I guess" Hector says.
"Hector, do you think you'll join the career pack?" Hilda asks.
Hector shakes his head. "I don't think so."
"Why?" Hilda asks.
"I don't know, my sister was killed by district one and district one tributes are in the career pack" Hector says, shifting in his seat.
"I'm sorry" Hilda coos.
"No ones fault but district one" Hector says, his anger rising.
"Well, I think district one is going to have a challenge this year, what do you think?" Hilda says. The audience cheers.
"Hector Nelson from district two! Lets hear it!" The audience cheers.
District three
Dawn smirks. She walks on stage wearing a short waist length neon yellow dress with electric bolts running through it looking beautiful with her blond hair in a bun. Dawn slowly moves towards the chair and sits down. She looks intimidating. Her long nails dig into her seat.
"So Dawn, how do you feel about the Hunger Games?" Hilda asks. Dawn smirks and doesn't answer. "Okay, how about home?" Dawn whistles and looks at Hilda in a bored manner.
"O-kay, do you have any allies?" Hilda asks. Dawn rolls her eyes and clicks her finger pads together.
"Do you hope to win the games?" Hilda tries. Dawn yawns. "Yes" Dawn mutters, looking up snakishly.
"Who's in your family?" Hilda asks. Dawn smirks and crosses her legs.
"Do you like the food here?" Hilda asks. Dawn rolls her eyes. "What would you do if you win?" Dawn just smirks and starts to ignore Hilda.
"Okay. District threes Dawn Ice-Furo!" Hilda calls. A few people cheer. Dawn sucks on her teeth and walks off stage without another word.
Dan closes his eyes. He can't talk. He's mute. How can he get people to like him? He needs people to like him! If you doesn't have that, then he feels his doomed. Dan runs his hand down his face and steps on stage.
"So Dan, I'm not very good with sign language, so nod your head if the answer is yes, and shake it if the answer is no" Hilda says. Dan nods and looks at the ground. He's wearing a suit with a blue and green tie.
"Dan, do you wish to have allies in the arena?" Hilda asks.
Dan nods.
"Do you have any yet?" Hilda asks.
Dan shrugs.
"If you could move to the capital permanently, would you?" Hilda asks.
Dan shakes his head and looks down at his feet.
"Oh" Hilda says. "Do you miss your family?"
Dan nods slightly.
"Do you think your ready for the arena?" Hilda asks.
Dan looks up at her for the first time and thinks for a second. He nods.
"Well, good luck. District threes Dan Sparks!" Hilda calls. Dan smiles, slightly, and moves off the stage.
District Four
Elizabeth walks silently on stage and smiles. Her dress is a light, flowing blue that show off her curves. Her auburn hair is in a fishtail braid.
"Hello" Hilda calls.
"Hi" Elizabeth says, sweetly. Elizabeth sits down next to Hilda, smiling happily.
"So Elizabeth, do you like district four?" Hilda asks. Elizabeth nods.
"Yes. I enjoy living around water" Elizabeth says.
"What about your family?" Hilda asks.
"I only have my mother, but she isn't around much" Elizabeth says.
"What do you mean by that?" Hilda asks.
"Well, my mom isn't around much because she's drunk most of the time" Elizabeth says, letting out a slight laugh.
"So what are you doing, then?" Hilda asks.
"I sell fish" Elizabeth says.
"Do you enjoy that?" Hilda asks.
"Yes I do, I think it's a good job" Elizabeth says, flashing another smile.
"How do you feel towards the capital?" Hilda asks.
"I enjoy the food a lot, and I like my room. I mean, I think it's bigger then my own house!" Elizabeth chirps.
"Really?" Hilda asks. Elizabeth nods. "Well, lets hear it for Elizabeth Boulder from district four!" The audience cheers and Elizabeth's eyes light up. The thought of her father hits her. It follows her. Walks off stage as silently as she walked on, to scared to say anything else.
Zanther licks his lip and rubs his hands together. Elizabeth passes him with relief literally flowing off of her, but also seems over wehlmed and a little bit creeped out. Zanther walks onto stage with his face indifferent. He is wearing a black suit that shimmers with green and blue that brings out his striking beautiful eyes. Hilda smiles and beckons to sit in the chair next to her. Zanther gladly takes it.
"So Zanther, I saw you volunteer ths year. What is your reasoning, may I ask?" Hilda chimes.
"Well, I wanted to avenge my brother I guess" Zanther says.
"I see" Hilda. "There was a little girl in the crowd who was screaming your name, who was that?"
"My sister" Zanther says. He has a mysterious vibe about him that the audience finds very enduring.
"Can I ask for her name?" Hilda asks.
"Mizuki" Zanther answers.
"What a pretty name" Hilda says.
"As is yours" Zanther says.
"Well thank you" Hilda chimes.
"You're very welcome" Zanther says.
"Well Zanther, is there anyone special in your live right now?" Hilda asks.
"Nah, not really" Zanther says.
"Okay then" Hilda says with a laugh. "Well, I guess that's all we have time for, now. Zanther Grimms from District four!"
The audience cheers. Zanther gives a smile. The audience were breath taken. You could hear a pen drop. Zanther walks off stage.
District five.
Seiswn smiles to herself and skips onto stage. She wants to be as cute as possible. Hilda greets her with a smile.
"Hello" Seiswn says, flashing a smile. She's wearing a light green dress with dark green sparkles, black Mary-janes on her feet, her hair is in ringlets, and a dark green headband.
"You look lovely" Hilda says.
"Thank you!" Seiswn giggles.
"So Seiswn, how are you holding up in the capital?" Hilda asks.
"I really like it here! It is very clean and pretty!" Seiswn chirps.
"Well, I'm glad that you like it here" Hilda says. "So, how old are you?"
"I'm twelve, but I'm turning thirteen in two months!" Seiswn says.
"Congratulations!" Hilda says. "So, how do you feel about the arena?"
"Well, I don't know what it is, but I'm looking forward to finding out" Seiswn says. "And I can't wait to go in! It will be fun, I can tell."
"And I hope it's fun, too!" Hilda says. "Ladies and gentleman, Seiswn Keiberger !" The audience cheers very loudly.
Eliot claps his hands together as he passes Seiswn. Seiswn look pleased with herself. Eliot begins to feel nervous. He is wearing an ordinary modern suit with his hair slicked back. Eliot sits down next to Hilda and smiles.
"So Eliot, how do you live in District five?" Hilda asks.
"Pretty good, actually. I'm the mayors son" Eliot says.
"Well, I didn't know I was speaking to royalty!" Hilda jokes.
"Oh, I'm hardly royalty!" Eliot says with a glint of happiness in his eye.
"Anyway, so being the mayors son, do you get any 'special treatment'?" Hilda asks.
"Well, we eat a bit more than some people and our clothes are better" Eliot says, a little nervous.
"What do you mean 'we'?" Hilda asks.
"My sister, Eleanor" Eliot says.
"Tell me, Eliot, do you miss her?" Hilda asks.
"Yes, more then anything in the whole world" Eliot answers.
"Well, hopefully you'll see her again" Hilda says. "Do you think that you're ready for the arena?"
"Hopefully. I already have two allies" Eliot says.
"Well that's great! Lets hear it for Eliot Hay from district five!" Hilda cheers. The audience cheers, and you can hear a whistle. Eliot smiles and gets off the stage.
District six
Lulu is over whelmed and tired from lack of sleep. She needs her morphine! She can't think about that now, she has to go on, the interview was the most important thing. She needs to make a good impression, otherwise she'd most definently die in the arena. Everyone was right! A morphine addict will get no where in an arena! Lulu may not even last a few days. No. She'll get past this interview. She needs to. Lulu gains a slight bit of courage, and walks onto stage. She is dressed in a dark green dress with red heels on her feet and upon her head, a dark green headband. She looks beautiful. Lulu sits down beside Hilda.
"So Lulu, your chariot outfit was beautiful! How is your hair so bouncy? How do you do that? And in a braid!"
"I don't know, a mystery I guess" Lulu says with a broad smile. Hilda laughs.
"So Lulu, do you plan on winning?" Hilda asks.
"Yes, and I will. I know I can. I have help, too" Lulu says. "Colleen is my ally."
"Good for you!" Hilda says.
"Thank you" Lulu says.
"Do you miss anyone at home?" Hilda asks.
"Yeah, I miss my friend. But she can take care of herself" Lulu says.
"Well Lulu, if Colleen were to die, what would you do?" Hilda asks. The audience is all ears now.
"I'd win. I'd make people remember Colleen, even though we've only known each other for a few days, we have become really good friends. I'd win, and make people remember her" Lulu says, as a matter of factly.
"That's beautiful! What do you think?" Hilda asks the audience. The audience cheers really loudly. "Well, I think we have a winner!" The audience cheers even louder. "Ladies and gentleman, Lulu Polar of district six!"
Aiden is jealous. He can't believe the applause Lulu got! That's the biggest applause anyone has gotten so far! How can Aiden measure up to that? Aiden shrugs. He needs too if he's ever going to see Wisteria again! Aiden takes deep breaths and finally gets the courage to walk on stage. He is going to make a good impression and he is going to see Wisteria again! Aiden is wearing a red suit.
"Hi" Hilda says, smiling at Aiden.
"Hello" Aiden says.
"So Aiden, how do you like your district?" Hilda asks.
"I like it, it's very home-y, if you know what I mean" Aiden says.
"Do you have family, Aiden?" Hilda asks.
"Yes, a sister" Aiden says.
"What's her name?" Hilda asks.
"A bunch of people know her my different names" Aiden says.
"I see" Hilda says. "Are you scared at all?"
"I'm not sure yet" Aiden says. "Are you?"
"Well, I'm not particularly scared. Are you planning on winning?" Hilda asks.
"Isn't everyone?" Aiden asks. Hilda smiles.
"How much have you trained?" Hilda asks.
"Enough" Aiden smiles.
"Well, that's good! Are you looking forward to the arena?" Hilda asks.
"I think I am" Aiden says.
"That's good! Everyone, Aiden Mankia from district six!" The audience cheers loudly.
District seven.
Katie smiles and claps her hands together. Alright. It will be over soon, Katie keeps telling herself. Aiden passes her and she trots onto stage just as her name is called. Katie is wearing a beautiful green and yellow strapless knee-length dress. Her hair is in a braid. Katie truly looks beautiful.
"Hello" Hilda says. Katie smiles and sits down. "So Katie, what are your thoughts on the games?"
Katie thinks for a moment. "Well, they aren't my favorite thing in the whole world, but when I win, I know me and my dad will be happy. I know that I can win, I just know it."
"Well, you seem eager! That's what I like to see in a tribute!" Hilda says, clapping her hands together. The audience cheers. Katie smiles.
"Can you fight?" Hilda asks.
"Yes, I have been training my whole life, ever since I was little. I know how to use many weapons, and I'm pretty good with them too" Katie says.
"That's great!" Hilda chimes. "Do you have any talents that can help you?"
"Yes, many, but I think I'll let you see in the arena, if you know what I mean" Katie says with a wink.
"I'm looking forward to that" Hilda smiles. "What do you do in your district?"
"Well, I spend most of my time at home, but I know district seven is famous for lumber" Katie says.
"Smart one" Hilda says. "Lets hear it for Katie Whitewolf from district seven!"
Katie smiles and says a thank you and walks off stage, very happily.
Marc closes his eyes. He's happy for Katie, but concerned for himself. He hopes Katie doesn't die, and he knows he won't be the one to kill her. He doesn't want to kill innocent people, but he knows he has to. Marc walks onto stage. He is wearing a white shirt and black tie, looking kind of professional. Marc sits down across from Hilda.
"So Marc, you have a special girl at home?" Hilda asks.
"Yep, my mom and my sister" Marc jokes. Hilda laughs.
"Do you miss them?" Hilda asks.
"Yeah" Marc nods.
"How do you feel about your district?" Hilda asks.
"I don't know, it seems okay. I don't go out much" Marc says, dryly.
"I see" Hilda says. "Do you think that you might win this year?"
"Yes. I'm well trained, I'm smart with weapons, I know my way around nature, I can heal myself. I think I'll be okay" Marc says. He sounds very determined.
"Well, you seem like a shoe in!" Hilda says. She flips her yellow hair over her shoulder.
"Hopefully" Marc says. He starts to feel anxious.
"How are you holding up, here?" Hilda asks.
"I'll be fine, I just can't wait to go home" Marc says.
"Well, you seem to know what you want!" Hilda says. Marc nods. "Marc Delavega!' The audience cheers.
District eight
Colleen is more nervous then she has ever been in her whole life. More nervous then the time Austin moved back, and that was one of the biggest things affecting her whole life. Colleen is almost in tears from lack of sleep, and she's homesick. Colleen stands on the tip of her toes and swings back and forth. This usually soothes her, but it still doesn't help. Colleen's name is called, but she is still too afraid to go on stage. Colleen fans her face, and finally walks onto stage, and stumbles a lot as she walks over to Hilda. Colleen is wearing a deep purple dress that glitters at the very bottom. Her beautiful golden hair is down wavy. She is wearing three inch high-heels. Colleen throws her hair over her shoulder, and sits down.
"So Colleen, do you have siblings at home?" Hilda asks. Colleen bows her head and nods. "How many?" Colleen lifts three fingers.
"Do you get along with them?" Hilda asks. Colleen nods. "Do you have a job in your district?" Colleen nods. "What is it? You don't need to be shy, sweetheart!"
"Quilt factory" Colleen mumbles.
"So a lot like your district, right?" Hilda asks. Colleen slowly nods. "So Colleen, Lulu tells me that you and her are allies, is that true?"
"Yes" Colleen mumbles.
"Are you happy about that?" Hilda asks. Colleen nods. "Do you believe you're ready for the arena?" Colleen shrugs.
"Well, girls and boys, Colleen Reyna from district eight!" Colleen takes in a deep breath, and stumbles back off the stage as the audience claps.
Chris takes deep breaths. He thought he was nervous, but Colleen passes him (who is almost in tears) and he takes it all back. He gains courage and steps onto stage. Chris is wearing a suit with either a blue tie. He sits down nest to Hilda.
"Hello" Hilda says.
"Hey" Chris says with a smile.
"So, tell me Chris, why did you volunteer? That is quite a big step, and I have to say, I was impressed!" Hilda says.
"Well, ya know, just needed to get out. I've been with my parents for all my life, and I've never left" Chris says. But Chris leaves out the details...he doesn't want everyone in Panem to know that he has been abused his whole life.
"Do you miss home?" Hilda asks.
"Not really. I mean, this is the Capital, it's pretty awesome!" Chris says.
"Very true" Hilda laughs. "Are you strong?"
"Wanna arm wrestler?" Chris says.
Hilda laughs. "Maybe another time."
"That may be best" Chris says.
"Probably" Hilda says. "What do you like about the capital?"
"I love the food! The food is great! And I like training, actually" Chris says. "Can I ask you a question?"
"Ask away!" Hilda says.
"Have you trained before?" Chris aks with a sly grin.
"Well, I know how to wrestle. Joined a team back in junior high" Hilda laughs.
"That's pretty good!" Chris says.
"Do you think you could win the games?" Hilda asks.
"Everyone has a shot, and I think I may" Chris says.
"I agree" Hilda says. "Chris Ice from district eight everybody!"
The audience cheers and Chris walks off stage.
District Nine.
Maria Therese taps her finger pads together, anticipation growing. She isn't nervous as much as worried that Hilda may go into her past or find out more about her. Maria Therese wants to keep her life privet, even if it doesn't have as much adventure as she wishes. Maria Therese hopes that the interview will be over as fast as possible, and hopes that Hilda won't pester her to give her detail. Maria Therese hopes they barely notice her. Almost no one notices her. She does seem to look like, of course, a ghost. Chris Ice passes her. She isn't sure if she likes him or not. She doesn't get the best vibe off him. She brushes the feeling and walks on stage. Maria Therese is wearing a flowing white dress that is strapless with many, many layers, and a grey tint. She looks more qhotsly then usual, but very beautiful.
"So Maria Therese, how are you?" Hilda asks.
"I'm fine" Maria Therese mumbles.
"You look lovely" Hilda says.
"Thanks" she says.
"Have you trained very much?"
"Yep."
"Do you want to win?"
"I will win."
"Do you have any allies?"
"Do you?"
"Um..." Hilda says. "Do you have family?"
"Who doesn't?" Maria Therese asks. She's not trying to be hostel, she's just not trying to give out much information.
"Do you like the capital?" Hilda asks.
"Not sure" Maria Therese says.
"Do you think you could win?" Hilda asks.
"Yes" Maria Therese says.
"Maria Therese Rushman of district nine!" Hilda cheers.
Shayde smiles. Maybe he'll look good! Maybe he'll attract attention! He is good at making friends. He wonders how Leo, Chandler and Ian are doing? Shayde's name gets called, and he walks on stage with a big smile on his face. Shayde is wearing a black tux with a lightening bolt shaped tie, and little spurts of electricity around the wrists and neck. He looks very awesome.
"So Shayde, how do you feel about being a tribute?" Hilda asks.
"Well, I don't hate it here and I think I've made a few friends" Shayde says, being as sweet as possible.
"Like who?" Hilda asks.
"Eliot Hay from district five and Dan Sparks from district three. And maybe the girl from my district, Maria Therese" Shayde says.
"Good choices" Hilda laughs.
"Thank you" Shayde says.
"Do you have friends back home?" Hilda asks.
"Yeah, I have three best friends. They're names are Ian Chandler and Leo" Shayde says.
"Those are very nice names. And I like your, too" Hilda says.
"Thank you! I actually quite like yours, it is very pretty" Shayde says with a grin.
"Thank you" Hilda says. "What are you looking forward to, right now?"
"I'm looking forward to seeing our training scores" Shayde says. "I like how they're holding it out until the last night."
"Yes, that's what I love about the games this year. Lots of anticipation" Hilda says.
"Yeah. Do you know what the Arena is?" Shayde asks.
"I do, but I can't tell you" Hilda giggles. "Are you excited to see the arena?"
"Yep!" Shayde says. "I wonder what it's going to be? It could be anything!"
"Yes" Hilda says. "Do you think you've trained enough?"
"I've been training all my live, and a lot this week, so I think I have a pretty good shot" Shayde says.
"Well, that's good" Hilda says. "What do you like most about your district?"
"Grain. There is a lot of grain. A little bit too much, but I've decided I love grain" Shayde says.
"That's awesome" Hilda says. "Boys and girls, Shayde Raye of District Nine!"
The audience cheers very loudly, and Shayde walks off the stage with a sigh of relief.
District ten.
Tanita is tired. Saun sings in his sleep and they are right next door. Well, Tanita is always tired, but she never would have guessed that he'd actually sing! Tanita stands on the tip of her toes. Her feet are bare. She wishes that the interview won't be too long, she seriously needs to sleep. In two days - two days! - she'd be in the arena. She needs time to think. Tomorrow she'll be seeing her training score, and she did the best she could in the privet training sessions. Tanita takes in a deep breath. She can not be tired! She needs to get people to like her! Can she? Maybe? Tanita waits until her name is called. She walks over to Hilda. Tanita is wearing a black dress that shows off a bit of cleavage that goes to her knees, her hair in the mess it always is in. Her eyes look smokey and her eyelids have a touch of blue. Her dress shows off her curves. Her nails are long and blue, and when she sits down beside Hilda, her nails dig in to the edges of her chair.
"So Tanita, how are you enjoying the capital?" Hilda asks.
"Well, I like the people, they're very, very nice. I like the tributes. I like where I'm living for now, and I love the food" Tanita says, trying to be charming, but not completely succeeding.
"The food in apparently very popular" Hilda laughs. "Are you enjoying your stay?"
"Yes. Very much" Tanita says.
"Do you have any new friends?" Hilda asks.
"Yeah, Glace DeBay from one" Tanita says.
"I see" Hilda smiles. "If you had the chance to live in the capital, would you?"
"Yeah. I think it would be okay" Tanita says.
"Are you looking forward to the Arena?" Hilda asks.
"Maybe. It depends on what it is" Tanita says, uneasy. Of course she's not looking forward to the arena!
"Do you like training?" Hilda asks.
"Well, I'm not not enjoying it" Tanita says.
"Well, that's pretty good" Hilda says. "Do you think you could win?"
"Yes. I think I can" Tanita says.
"Boys and girls, Tanita Cunshell of district ten!" Hilda cheers. The audience claps loudly. Tanita smiles and walks off stage, and slouches. Finally, it's over! Now she can just rest until the arena!
Saun jumps up and down, excited. Though not sure why the peacekeepers took away his knifes, he is still really happy about going out on stage. Tanita passes him. Saun gives her a huge, happy smile, but Tanita ignores him. Saun frowns and becomes sad. Saun's name is called and he jumps onto stage, wearing a normal suit, with the sleeves pulled up to his elbows and a brown tie. He sits down next to Hilda and smiles.
"You are pretty" Saun says, transfixed by her yellow hair.
"Thank you!" Hilda says. "So Saun, what is your favorite weapon?"
"Shiny!" Saun says.
"Knifes?" Hilda asks.
"You brought them?!" Saun asks, bouncing in his chair.
"I'm sorry, I forgot" Hilda laughs.
"What?! No shiny?!" Saun asks.
"I'm sorry" Hilda says. "How much have you..."
"I don't like you! You'll die painfully! You took away my knifes! You and...I'm going to stab you with my shiny! You and that girl from One!" Saun screams.
"No, no! I didn't take away your knifes! I promise!" Hilda cries. Saun tries to plung at her, but the peacekeepers run on stage and pull him off, Saun screaming in anger. Hilda takes deep breaths.
"Alright, we're going to take a short break, back in a moment!" Hilda hurries off stage.
District eleven.
Nyssa knows she won't be as exciting as Saun. Hilda has been back stage, having a glass of water for fifteen minutes. Nyssa is tired and a bit frightened. She saw Saun get taken away, along with Glace Debay from One, so that he won't harm her. Tanita was also taken away. Nyssa is fine with that, though a little bit sad because they were a lot of fun is listen too. Nyssa feels even more frightened because she was directly behind Saun, but so happy that he didn't flip out before hand. Nyssa doesn't really feel like dying two days before she's even thrown into the arena. Nyssa waits intently, still missing her cat. She hears her name get called. Nyssa walks out onto stage. Nyssa is wearing a navy blue long, sparkling ball gown with her dark red hair in a side braid on the left. On her feet is silver two inch heels. Nyssa walks over to Hilda, every step making a huge tap.
"Hello, darling" Hilda says, still a little shaky.
"Hi!" Nyssa says, happily.
"You look very pretty" Hilda says.
"As do you" Nyssa answers. Hilda smiles.
"Have you trained before?"
"Well, I used to, and in the last week I've started again" Nyssa says.
"Are you smart?' Hilda asks.
"Well, I've always known nature, and I know what to eat and what not to, and what heals you and what kills you. I can sense people very easily" Nyssa says.
"Well, smartness can be what saves you" Hilda says. "Do you have any new friends?"
"I'm not sure. I hope I will, soon, though" Nyssa says.
"Well, a smart girl like you has got to have at least one here! Or maybe you'll meet them in the arena" Hilda says.
"Yes. I hope so" Nyssa says.
"What about your district partner?" Hilda asks.
"I don't think so" Nyssa says with a small frown, shaking her head.
"Oh well, then" Hilda smiles. "Who is your family at home?"
"My cat and...well, my aunt and cousin, but they don't really like me" Nyssa says.
"Well, I know you'll make friends soon" Hilda says, taking her hand. "Nyssa Optin from district eleven everybody!" The audience cheers. Nyssa smiles happily and sighs with relief, then walks off stage, her heels taping.
Sisco smirks. He has this in the bag. He can't wait for the arena. The idea of everyone screaming send tingles down is spine. When Nyssa passes him, he smiles with glee, just waiting and waiting to finally hear her cries for help. Could the next two days get here any slower?! Ahead of him is Madeleine and Nox. He just can't wait to kill them. He just can't, can't wait! Sisco's name is called and he walks on stage, smirking. Sisco is wearing a suit with gold patterns around the hems. He sits down next to Hilda. Images of him killing her floods his mind, and a grin appears on his face.
"So Sisco, how do you feel about being a tribute?" Hilda asks.
"Awesome! I love the Hunger Games idea! And I will win this, I've probably had way more training then anyone here, and I'm probably twice as strong" Sisco gloats.
"Well, you seem quite confident!" Hilda says.
"Why wouldn't I be?" Sisco sneers. "You'd be too, if you were me."
"Maybe" Hilda says. "Do you miss anyone back home?"
"Not really" Sisico says. "I'm more interested in the games and winning, cause I know that's I'll win."
"Good for you" Hilda says. "Do you have any guesses to what the arena is going to be?"
"Nope. But as long as I can kill everyone, I'll be fine" Sisco says.
'Sure" Hilda says. "Do you have any allies?"
"Career pack" Sisco sneers.
"If you aren't the head of the pack, who would you say would be?" Hilda asks. Sisco thinks for a few seconds, minutes...
"I don't know" Sisco says.
"So you're sure you're the head of the career pack?" Hilda asks.
"Yes" Sisco says.
"Well, good luck" Hilda says. "Ladies and gentlemen, Sisco Novalee."
The audience cheers.
District twelve.
Lainee is feeling a lot better. She isn't as scared anymore. Nox has helped her a lot, and she knows that he is determined to make sure he wins. Lainee smiles. This will be easy. Watching everyone walk on and off the stage looks easy to Lainee, and she knows that she can do this. Lainee's name is called and she walks on stage. She sits down beside Hilda. Lainee is wearing a flowery summery dress, her hair pulled back into a bun.
"So Madeline," Hilda says.
"Lainee."
"Alright, Lainee. How do you feel about the Hunger Games?" Hilda asks.
"Pssh, I dunno," Lainee says, tiredly.
"Alright," Hilda says. "Have you done much training?"
"Yes, Nox has been helping me." Lainee says with a yawn.
"So you and Nox are allies then?" Hilda asks.
"Yes."
"Why did you volunteer?"
"Because my life was boring and perfect. I thought I'd switch it up a bit." Lainee says in a bored manner.
"Do you think that you'll win?"
"Yes." Though in the back of Lainees mind, it was only because she knew that Nox was determined to save her.
"Are you enjoying your stay in the Capitol?" Hilda asks.
"Yeah, it's pretty cool here."
"How do you feel about going into the Hunger Games in just two days?"
"Well, I'm a little bit frightened - but isn't everyone?" Lainee asks, throwing her hands up into the air.
"Yes, yes I guess so." Hilda says. "Lainee Crest of District Twelve!"
The audience cheers.
Lainee yawns as she walks offstage.
Nox is happy to hear the applause that Lainee got. He didn't think he'd care to much, but he really does. He wants her to stay safe, and win. He needs her too, to him she's like a sister he never had. He loves her like a sister. He cares about keeping her safe then even winning for himself. He waits until his name called and he walks out on stage. Nox is wearing a white three piece suit with a black dress shirt and tie. His blond hair looks awesome, reflecting off the light. He sits down next to Hilda.
"Hello!" Hilda says with a smile.
"Hi!" Nox says back to her.
"Are you excited for the Games?" Hilda asks.
"Not really" Nox says.
"Why is that?" Hilda asks.
"I don't really want to kill anyone, but I know I have to" Nox says. "And I will. And I may possibly win."
"Well, I don't think anyone has been more truthful!" Hilda says. "Have you trained at all?"
"Yes. I've trained a lot in my life. Ever since I was young" Nox says, but holds his tongue because really, he's only started getting deep into training when his brother died a few years ago.
"Well, training is good for this kind of thing" Hilda says. Nox nods. "Do you have any friends back home?"
"Yeah, one friend named Thaddeus" Nox says.
"Are you good friends?" Hilda asks.
"Best friends."
"Are you looking forward to anything?" Hilda asks.
"Yes. I'm looking forward to a good nights rest, and seeing the training scores" Nox says.
"You want to see how high you got, heh?" Hilda laughs.
"Nope. Well, yes, but that's not my main reason" Nox says.
"What's your main reason?" Hilda asks.
"To see how high Lainee got. I will do anything to protect her" Nox says.
"That's very heroic of you" Hilda says.
"I guess" Nox says.
"Well, Nox, you have just as much a chance of winning as everyone else, as well as Lainee. Both of you could win. There is a chonce that one of the two of you will" Hilda says.
"Yes" Nox nods.
"Nox Ephraim of district twelve everybody!" Hilda cheers. The audience cheers very loudly. Nox stands up and smiles.
The tributes go back to they're floors. In two days, the games will begin. In two days, tributes will start to disappear. And in two weeks, only one tribute will be left standing. Who will it be? Who could possibly win these horrible games? I don't know. You don't know. But, in two weeks, the people Panem will know.
Could it be Glace Debay from District one? Marcus Canfeild of District One? Hadley Azaley from District two? Hector Nelson? Dawn Ice-Furo? Dan Sparks? Elizabeth Boulder? Zanther Grimms? Seiswn Keiberger? Eliot Hay? Lulu Polar? Aiden Manika? Katie Whitewolf? Marc Delavega? Colleen Reyna? Chris Ice? Maria Therese Rushman? Shayde Raye? Tanita Cunshell? Saun Razan? Nyssa Optin? Sisco Novalee? Lainee Crest? Nox Ephraim?
One of these tributes will win. It's time to start betting. People of the capital, please pick your five favorite tributes! Earn points! And soon, we will enter the games.
End of chapter!
AN. There you have it! Next up is training scores, and it will be in the POV of a mentor, and then into the games! And again, that one will be in a mentors POV. Please don't send me any mentors! I already have a lot, and yeah. Anyway, I love the mentors I have now! But anyway, bet and I will be happy! Bye for now!
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