Training Day 2

I am still skipping the ones who I know are going to die, here are the remaining 6 tributes I didn't get to in the first training day

I'm killing the review-less

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LM PS. Thank you for letting me rant a while back, I needed to blow off steam BIG TIME, Finals are stressful

This chapter brought to you by the 3 Doors Down song "Kryptonite" which was playing through my head enough to keep me awake to write this

D7: Katlyn Marion

Katlyn slipped on her training outfit her stylist had set out for her; a set of pink sweat pants and a white tank top, and her token, her locket with a single tear sealed inside, that went around her neck, tucked under the tank. She wasn't looking forward to going back to the training room, with the other kids who she knew were going to die within a few days and the creepy looking Gamemakers, some grotesquely altered, some looking nearly normal except for little things, like sharpened teeth or black eyes. But whichever one it was, it was frightening to think how any one of the people in that room could kill her... Well, maybe not any one, Tiffany seemed to be her friend and Bryce was super nice, maybe they would help her in the Games.

Speaking of Bryce, he chose that moment to poke his head in her door, "Hey Sapling, you coming? Or would you like to get breakfast before training?" Figures he'd be already ready to go... She shook her head.

"I'll be down later, I'm hungry!" She hopped off her bed and ran out to get some food off of the breakfast buffet, bacon and eggs and toasted bread with butter, it was better food than she'd ever had at home. There were the silent Avoxes, present as ever, just watching her as she served herself a big plate and sat to eat, knowing she should get as much food as she could now, before the Games started, it would keep her from starving so quickly when she was in the Arena... at least she hoped it would...

If she was even in the Arena long enough to be that hungry

D7:Bryce Flammon

Bryce stepped from the elevator and was immediately confronted from the jerk from 1.

He stood there with an overconfident smirk, blocking the way with his arm.

"So, you ever consider joining our alliance, District 7?" Like that was such a great thing. Quite frankly, Bryce just wanted to punch that stupid smirk right off of District 1's face.

Instead, he just coolly pushed past the arm District 1 held out to stop him. "No, I haven't, and no, I won't."

The idiot glared at him. "You know, you're pretty much screwed if you don't, right? I mean," He waved his arm at the others in the Career pack, standing a few yards away, "Look at who you're turning down."

Bryce didn't stop, didn't turn around, just headed to the ax station, where he was most comfortable, it reminded him of long summer afternoons in the woods outside his district, practicing for if he ever was called for the Games. He sometimes took his friends with him, Johnny, Lucy, Jared... Amy, his ex-girlfriend, he wondered if she was worried about him now. Even though they had broken up, he still cared a lot about her. He wanted her to be happy so he had let her go when she asked.

He wondered what she would think of him being invited to the Career pack and then turning it down... She'd probably be proud of him for not letting them get their hooks into him, turning him into a killing machine. Or she would be annoyed that he turned down an offer of help, another lifeline in the games.

"Bryce, don't let your potential allies just walk away!" That's what she said, but he didn't want to join them and become a hunter, someone to be feared and hated...

He wondered what she would think of him when he came home...

D8: Trite Lankon

Trite winced as Corg split the head of a practice dummy with a thrown ax for the third time. He still didn't understand why they had chosen him to be in their alliance. He wasn't all that impressive, except for his plans, and the other Careers scared him, especially Corg, with his sharp teeth and almost animal like growls. He couldn't even bring himself to think of killing. In truth he was hoping to get through the Games without killing anyone, let the other tributes or the weather or Mutts take care of them. He went back to practicing at the knife station, he was pretty good at it, but he still couldn't throw the knives very far. The same thing with spears and tridents, they were staple weapons in the Games, he couldn't remember any years but one where they didn't have at least spears hidden somewhere, or right in the Cornucopia.

He squinted at the target again, wishing his eyesight wasn't so bad or that he at least had glasses, but no, his family had been too poor to get him any, so that was one more weakness on top of everything else. The District 4 girl, she called herself Nightlock after the berries, giggled when she saw him squinting.

"Aw, what's wrong, Trite? It so far away you can't see it?" Sheesh she was weird, smiling eerily at him, like she just couldn't wait to stick that knife she had in her hand into his ribs.

"Uh, no, Nightlock, just getting ready to try to hit it again." He threw and this time managed to hit it... only a couple inches from missing, yes, but still, the blade stuck and would serve to slow someone down, at the very least.

She giggled again. "You know, it's funny to watch you throw, you never look like you know what you're doing!" With that...was that an insult? She kissed his cheek and skipped off, looking about 10... She scared him but not nearly as much as some of the others... Like Nickolas, who chose this moment to come over, still glaring at the guy from 7.

"Do you think that it's better to make a rival before the Games begin?" he demanded, not even looking at Trite.

Trite was hugely surprised, "Excuse me?"

He glowered, "And you're supposed to be the smart one, District 8? I asked if you thought that it was good to make an enemy before the Games start."

Trite looked at his feet, embarrassed. "Well... it does seem to make it more interesting in the Capitol, it might get you more sponsors when they realize it..."

"Ha! Score for me!" Nickolas walked off, going to talk to Satin of District 2... she glared and rolled her eyes... Trite realized he might have just been the decider of an argument...

He hoped Satin wouldn't blame him, that this won't be what gets him killed in the Games...

D10: Katriel Seraven

"Again!" barked her trainer, pulling her to her feet at one of the obstacle courses. She had just slipped off the wall she was supposed to be climbing over because a giant spider had just dropped on the other side... she saw now it wasn't a real spider, just a robot like thing, she also saw a pair of Gamemakers laughing at her. 'Yeah, real graceful, Katriel,' she nearly heard her big brother, Dylan laugh, 'Way to show them!' She nearly smiled to herself, she knew he would try to cheer her up, and it would work and they'd have a good laugh about it.

Instead she just glared back at the Trainer and pushed herself up. "I'm trying, but something dropping by me just startled me, jeeze." She walked back to the beginning and started again. Run, jump over the log, climb the faux tree, even though it was far bigger around than any tree she knew to exist, balance out to the end of the top branch, jump to another, lower branch, jump to the ground, run to the wall, climb over... here's the spider again, stab it with one of the swords she was practicing with, on and on. She fell two more times and had to start again, but eventually she had gotten it and was able to rest for a few minutes. She could see one of the younger Careers watching her with interest, the boy from 4. He looked like the kind of boy her sister would flirt with, but she just turned away, the Career pack disgusted her.

She then saw the guy 7 glaring at the guy from 1... interesting, 7 looked like he could be a Career, strong and handsome, yet he seemed pointedly keeping away grom them while they looked angrily at him. Interested, she went over to him.

He glanced up at her, "What?"

"What did you do to get on thier bad side?" she asked, motioning to the pack, which had begun to move on now.

He gave a laugh, deep and rich, "Told them I wasn't going to ally with them, apparently they don't like it."

She grinned, she could get along with him easily. She offered a hand to shake. "The name's Katriel."

"Bryce," he said, shaking her hand.

It was time to show the Careers that they weren't the only ones who could make alliances.

D11: John Atticus

John was enjoying showing Ari from 3 exactly how much he knew about technology at the electronics station. She was laughing, he telling her about the time he had licked a plug on a dare. Not a good idea as it turned out. She seemed nice, she had volunteered to save a girl who she used to know. It was a pity that soon one or both of them would be dead, he wanted to know her a little more... Speaking of, he caught the creepy Head Gamemaker's eyes fixed on the pair of them just then.

She had come down from the table and was standing only a few feet away, watching them silently. She had to be the strangest Capitol citizen he'd seen, she hadn't had her scars removed, now she was closer, he could see fine tattoos along a few of them, highlighting them, like she was proud to have them. He quickly convinced Ari to move on with him to the spear station, where they both practiced for a while. He was okay with them, not as good as Ari, but she had said she had some experience with a spear before.

She was a nice girl... If only they could both win the Games

D12: Steller Frose

Steller was in the pool. It was supposed to teach the others how to swim, but once the instructor had figured out that he was already good at it, he had put him into what he called an endless pool, it was short, but the water flowed at him so he had to keep swimming against it. It was a lot of fun and he seemed to be the only one at this station. Steller was reminded of swimming in the woods beond the fences of District 12, a little connetion to home. The home he might never see again. That worry seemed totally justified when he looked at the others.

District 1, well, they were sure to get sponsors if they played up the whole romance thing, both of them were Careers, they could fight already. District 2 had a pretty girl and a monstrous boy who looked like he could snap Steller in half if he tried, definitely two with a good chance to win. 3 had brains and 4 had brawn and 5 were both in alliances. 6 could heal, and that would be invaluable to winning, the ability to recover... either way, each District had it's own advantage, all except for 12, 12 was stuck with the worst industry for making winners.

But Steller knew he'd be the first, he had to be...

Hey, La Morgana here, I had some time on my hands last night, couldn't sleep, had to write. This is what came out of it

By the way, if you find the spelling mistake I made on purpose, you get an extra little something for your tribute

NEW QUESTION!
What song are these Lyrics from?
I've tried so hard to tell myself that you're gone
But though you're still with me
I've been alone all along

COMING UP NEXT: Training Scores and Interviews

We are so close to the arena I can taste it! Later all!

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LM