Chapter 21: Chariot Parade

Hammer Tricks (D2M) POV:

I am humiliated. Our chariot parade outfits are shocking! Jensen and I are in plain gray outfits that cover our body from neck to fingertip to toe. It is the most boring costume I have ever seen!

We are in the stables and the other tributes look amazing! The District One tributes have the most expensive outfits I have ever seen! The boy is in a body suit completely made out of sapphires, the girl is a short, puffy dress also made out of sapphires and they both have amazing sapphire headdresses on!

I can see my head stylist, Shauntal Renbow, and a guy I assume is Jensens head stylist running towards Jensen and I. At first I dare to hope they have a new outfit for me but as they get closer I can see that all they have is a spray can.

"Your outfit is ready!" Squeals an excited Shauntal.

"Ladies first, hold your breath and close your eyes Jensen!" Says her head stylists.

I see Jensen hold her breath and close her eyes, not hiding her curiosity. Her head stylist shook the can and began to spray Jensen's entire body with a silvery substance. At first nothing happened, then the transformation began; I watched as shapes started to form on her and after a while, she started turning into stone. Her entire body, from head to too, looked like it was made out of stone, the only colour was her eyes. It was incredible!

They sprayed me next and when I am allowed to open my eyes, I see that I am matching to Jensen.

"That's incredible!" Jensen exclaimed, full of awe. I completely agree.

"The crowd will LOVE you!" Shauntal announced, attracting attention from other tributes. They all stare in awe at how we suddenly look so amazing when we looked stupid a few minutes ago.

I watch as my mentor, Carron, walks towards us like the sadistic man he is, excited for what he will say about our outfits. Then, out of nowhere, the male from Three runs up and tackles Carron to the ground. He started punching him over and over, I would've done something but I was in too much shock.

Somehow, Carron managed to flip it and began strangling the crazy boy. Before anyone can do anything, the District Three female is running up and tackling Carron off of the boy, which was pretty surprising seeing as she doesn't look like the fighting type.

Carron goes in to punch the girl in the face but peacekeepers are at his side beating him immediately. I'm not sure how I feel about all this, I never liked Carron and I thought he definitely deserved to be punched in the face, but I feel like I should stick up for a Victor from my district. I just wonder why the boy would do something like that...

"YOU KILLED HIM!" The District Three boy yells at the beaten body of Carron. "YOU KILLED HIM IN COLD BLOOD, YOU MURDERER!"

The District Three girl goes over and hugs the boy who is now sobbing. She holds him in confusion until realisation slowly crosses her face. She turns to Carron and stares in shock.

"You were in the 102nd games, weren't you?" She asks the limp body lying on the floor, not expecting a response. "Is that the one your best friend was in, Ky?" She asks the boy, Ky I guess his name is.

He nods his head and blinks back his tears, "Yes, he is the murderer that ended Jakes life."

"Come on let's get out of here." She leads him over to their Chariot and sits down trying to calm him.

Very soon, trumpets blare through the stables and the District One Chariot is exiting through a large archway. Jensen and I stand on our Chariot and we are soon moving through the arch, blaring cheers filling my ears.

Mignon Hartney (D4F) POV:

I am still in slight shock at the fight that broke out moments ago, I still can't figure out what happened.

I push it to the back of my mind and focus on looking amazing.

I looked around at all the Districts costumes and I still can't believe how incredible some of them look! However, I reckon my District still has the best outfits.

I am in long blue and green gown that looks like waves encircling me whenever I move, as if they are crashing into the shore or something. Jay has a long cloak that envelops his blue jumpsuit as if waves were surrounding him.

I also like Three's, they are wearing matching bodysuits with lightening bolt type things on it. It really looks like electricity is charging through their suits, like lightening in a night sky.

I watch as One's chariot starts to move, closely followed by Two's, then Three's and soon our chariot is starting to move. I plaster on my best smile and make myself look as attractive as possible. This is how I get sponsors. This is what counts.

When we go through the archway the light temporarily blinds me, but as my eyes refocus, I register that manufactured beauty that surrounds me. The amazing architecture the Capitol always has.

Callista Andromeda (D6F) POV:

I can't believe how idiotic our stylists are. They are such airheads! Isaac and I are literally in silver boxes that is meant to look like a train. I haven't seen outfits this bad since the 86th games when twelve's stylists were on morphling and they were completely naked with their bodies horribly painted black.

I look to Isaac who is loving his suit, he is dressed the same. I wish we could have something more out there and advanced.

I see our stylists run up yelling something at us. I see a look of realisation cross Isaac's face just as the district four chariot goes out of sight.

"They are saying we have to turn them on somehow... Any ideas?" Isaac asks me. I look around my suit for a button or something.

"Here!" Isaac yells.

He pushes a small red button on his suit and something amazing happens. Two red lines down the side light up and, I'm not sure how, it looks like the train is moving. As if it is going forward.

I look up to see five's chariot is about to go and I flick on my switch. A smile crosses my face as mine lights up and moves too.

I watch as District Five, who is wearing all black suits with beautiful colours flashing across it, start to disappear.

Our chariot starts moving and I am actually excited, they will love this!

Ice Paisley (D8M) POV:

I am in love with what I am wearing. It is a formal suit but the jacket, trousers and bow tie are made out of many tightly interwoven materials. They contrast with each other to make it look bold and beautiful. It feels like silk and looks incredible, it definitely stands out.

The only problem is that it contrasts with everything that I am. I am not colourful, I am not bold, I am not beautiful. I am pale. I am cold. I am Ice.

At least it reflects Lena's personality, she is bright and bold, people will see that in the arena. I wonder what they will think of me...

"What do you think of other Districts outfits? I personally like One's." Lena asks, trying to make conversation.

"I kind of like Seven's." I reply, looking at the chariot in front of us.

The whole thing is covered in branches and leaves while the two tributes are dressed as trees. The only thing is that it's not how it normally is, their body really looks like a trunk and there is branches and leaves sticking all out of there hair. I think it looks amazing.

"It's pretty typical of Seven though, I like something strange and out there, like how Five was." She replies.

"I don't even remember what Five was wearing." I state. Not really sure how to hold a conversation.

I watch as District Seven starts to disappear and our chariot soon starts to move.

"I am freaking out." Lena exclaims under her breathe, so I can only just hear her.

"Why? You look beautiful." I reply, hoping to make her feel better.

"Thanks." She whispers as we start to move.

I listen to the crowd cheering and yelling, trying to block out any negative thoughts that are forming. I need to look happy and cheery so that they like me, I trained, I can win. But do I want to win?

Jesse Weft (D10M) POV:

We look awesome! We are wearing dirt, but it's not dirt! I am in a full body suit thing that feel like silk on the outside but looks completely made out of dirt from the outside, it is amazing!

Of course I didn't tell them that, our stylists are already so cocky they don't need anymore praise. Right now they are giggling and discussing how talented they are to create this. I mean, they are talented, but they should be arrogant about it!

I try to block out their high pitched voices by focusing on the horses neighing and their hooves hitting the floor. I hear Willow suddenly draw in a sharp breath and I refocused on what was happening, realising why she had a sudden moment of freak out. It was because the chariot in front of us was leaving, meaning soon all eyes would be staring at us, judging us.

I hope they all love us, but Nine will be a hard act to follow. They are in black bodysuits with capes that look like puffs of smoke that, from what I have seen from the tiny factories in Ten, come out of those huge chimneys. They are also really young so all those maternal Capitolites will love them.

Oh well, I'll make them love me. The only thing is do I go for fun or scary? Kind or arrogant? Innocent or deadly? So many decisions.

I actually feel excited when our chariot starts to move, I plaster on my best smirk that has a hint of enjoyment and a lot of bloodthirsty attitude.

As we go through the archway I hold my facial expression and wait for my eyes to adjust to the blinding light. When they finally focus, I register the cheering crowds yelling and screaming. I can't help but hold my jealousy that they are still yelling for District Nine, I thought they would immediately love us.

After what seems like hours they finally notice us and cheer for us. I do what I can to make them remember me but nothing works, they just keep yelling 'Ten!' Not bothering to learn our names. At least the like us, I wish I could find a way to make an impression though.

Cole Sanders (D12M) POV:

I'm not really sure what I think about our costumes, we are dressed as coal, like always. Rose and I are completely covered in coal dust, which is actually kind of cool I guess...

I just wish we had something more out there rather than something so typical. Twelve always has coal or coal miners, why can't we have something cool, anything cool! Even having District Eleven's would be cool; they look awesome in brown body suits with vines crawling up it, entwining them in tangled branches and leaves. It looks incredible, I have no idea how their stylists came up with that! The crowd is going to love them.

District Ten is long gone and I watch, hands shaking, as Eleven goes out of sight as well.

Our horses start to move, not needing instruction. They lead us into a huge room with grandstands and seats along the walls, thousands of people filling the entire thing. Their are so many decorations I don't know where to look, so my eyes settle on a huge screen that is showing Rose and I's faces. We look amazing, like we are naturally strong, tough. Like we are real competitors.

It gives me inspiration. Inspiration to get back to my family. They need me, I need them, I need to win.

Authors Note:

Hey y'all, before you think anything, I wanna say I am sorry. I am sorry that this is so short and it definitely isn't my best work! I am in the car for a 2 day drive and I am super tired so yeah, that's my excuse. I hope at least one person liked it coz that would mean it was worth it. Please review and check out my profile for polls and other stuff :)

Note for those who read this story, love it and enjoy it:

My next chapter might take a while because I am writing a chapter for a collaboration called 'Death Numbs the Pain.' my tribute is Mimsy, the D7 Female.