DISCLAIMER: All the POV's for these chapters are pretty short, but these are just giving a slice of what the tributes are good or not good at
Day 1
~Rose Kathrine Oliver District 1 Female~
I pick up a dagger from the table and wince. Not my cup of tea. I scan around the training center, trying to find something to suit my needs.
I suddenly find it in the far right corner. A Trainer with ombré hair was holding a station with hand-to-hand combat. Smiling, I walked over there.
The Trainer had no teenagers at the moment, so I walked over and introduced myself. The Trainer smiled.
"Hi Rose, I'm Alisa. Care to try?" She asked, motioning to the dummy. I nodded.
I clenched my fists, and swung. I completely missed.
"Try again," Alisa told me.
I tried again, but I was still far off. I took a deep breath, pushed a red strand out of my face, and locked my eyes on the dummy's head.
"Remember to follow through," Alisa told me.
I pulled my fist back, and let it rip. I nailed the dummy square in the middle of it's face.
Alisa claps and smiles, giving me a thumbs up.
~~Beautiful Asholond District 1 Male~~
"Hey! Zara, right?" I ask the brunette with a 2 marked on her sleeve.
"Yeah," she responded.
"You'll want to see this!"
I grab a spear from the rack, and get into position. I aim at the plush dummy, and the the spear fly. Impaled through the gut.
I grab a few throwing knives, and they speed through the air at the same dummy. Two land in opposite sides of the head, and one completely sinks into the heart.
I turn to Zara, but she's already sprinting away.
~~Zara Unova District 2 Female~~
I couldn't get away from him soon enough. Beautiful, was it? Anyways, he's clearly trying to show off. I hope he ditches the Career pack.
Now, hopefully out of his sight, I make my way over to edible bugs.
I watch the instructions unfold on the screen, and then my hands move faster than my eyes on the matching game. They fly so fast, two of the Gamemakers glance over. I finish 50 bugs in about 20 seconds, and look at my score. 100%
I must be better at this than I thought.
I make my way over to the fire starting station, where I come face-to-face with Velvet.
~~Julian Grayson District 2 Male~~
I have the perfect strategy for training. I already went to The Academy, so I didn't need much improvement in things like spears, knives, and survival skills.
Instead, I'll show the other Tributes my weaker moves. I walk over to the bows, and grab one made out of acacia wood. I grab a few arrows, and head towards the chamber.
I punch a few numbers in, and walk inside of the simulation. I stand still as lights shine through, scanning the area. Then, right in front of me, a CG tribute runs toward me.
I grab the arrow, pull it back, and let it fly. It lands in the CG's arm. Suddenly, a CG arrow flies through my chest. I 'die', and the simulation is over. I glance at the now open door, and see some tributes laughing.
Joke's on them. I won't have use for a bow in the arena.
~~Vevet Mettalic District 3 Female~~
I'm just sitting here, minding my own business, showing off my fire skills when a brunette with bright blue eyes walks over. We lock eye contact for a moment, and I try making a look on my face to tell her she's not welcome. It didn't work. The girl sat down right beside me and started working on her own fire.
"Hey!" I snapped. "That's my stick," I lied.
"It's not anybody's stick," The girl shot back, putting the stick between her hands and creating friction. "If it is, it's the Capitol's."
This girl is sassy.
I heave a big sigh, put my head in my hands and moan.
"No groaning," The girl tells me. "That's not the spirit of the Games!"
"You're not the spirit of the Games," I shoot back.
The girl is quiet for a moment, then drops her stick and bursts out laughing. After a moment I join in.
All the tributes and half of the Gamemakers look over to see where the bizarre laughter is coming from. Velvet and I eventually calm down, and everyone goes back to what they're doing. The brunette smiles, and extends her arm.
"Zara. Zara Unova."
I shake her hand. "Velvet Mettalic."
~~Manny Ohm District 3 Male~~
"Excuse me!" I walk up to a Trainer with a clipboard. She looks at me with gold eyes. "What would you say the best station for physical strenght is?"
"Weight lifting or wrestling," she told me in a gravelly voice.
"That you Charlotte!" I exclaim. She glances down at her name tag.
"It's Patricia."
"Whatevs," I tell her, running to wrestling.
The Trainier is giving a messy haired boy some tips when I walk over.
"G'Day..." My eyes drift to The Trainer's nametag. "Isaiah!"
"Why, hello Manny," he says is a calm voice.
"Who's this?" I ask. Unlike Isaiah, I didn't memorize the tribute's names and appearances.
"Jordan," the messy haired boy tells me. "Jordan Flanagan."
"Flanagan?" I ask, suddenly remembering the Reapings. "As in, Mags Flanagan?"
He nodded.
"Well then, Jordan," I begin. "How about a little one on one?"
Jordan glances at the ring in consideration, then nods.
"Okay then."
Jordan and I enter the ring, him on the left, me on the right. Trainer Isaiah blows the whistle, and I charge towards Jordan.
Jordan must have fast reflexes, since he dodged me last-second. Then he jumps onto me, nailing me to the ground.
"One!" Isaiah shouts.
How is this kid only twelve?
"Two!"
Should I ask him to be my ally?
"Three!"
Suddenly, Jordan swings his head around. Two girls are over by the campfire, laughing. Seeing my chance, I take Jordan by surprise and nail him to the ground.
"One!" Isaiah shouts.
But Jordan kicks me off of him. He dives onto me, holding my wrists to the floor.
"One!" Isaiah shouts.
How is Jordan beating me?
"Two!"
I try to break free, but dang this kid is strong.
"Three!"
Jordan smiles.
"Four!"
I try kicking him, but miss terribly.
"FIVE! Jordan Flanagan wins!" Isaiah hollers.
Jordan helps me up, and all I say is-
"Maybe I'll just try weight lifting."
~~Cascade Robins District 4 Female~~
I grip the hilt of the dagger, and weigh it in my hand. Seems good. I twirl it, waving it above my head. Seems all well and good.
I run at the dummy, and slice it's head clean off. I hear cheering behind me, and see the other two career girls, Rose and Zara.
"Good job, Cascade!" Zara exclaims. "Think you can teach me how to use a dagger? Besides the trident, it's the only weapon I never really got the hang of."
"Oh, I see you Zara," I scold, placing the tip of the blade on her chin. "You want help so you can kill me!"
Zara begins to sweat, and I bring the blade away.
"I have an idea!" Rose exclaims. "First night, we take out the guy careers. Girl squad, am I right?"
"I'm in," Zara agreed.
I shook my head. "That's not a good idea."
"Why, Robins?" Rose asked, raising her eyebrow.
"Because..." Could I tell them I didn't want to kill Jordan?
"Cascade, do you want to die with them?" Zara demanded.
"What? No!" I exclaimed.
"Then you do it with us!"
"Zara calm down!" Rose begged. "If she doesn't want to, it's fine!"
"I guess your right," Zara muttered. "Sorry Cascade."
"My friends call me Cassie," I told her.
"We're your friends?" Rose asked, astonishment in her voice.
"Yeah!" I exclaimed. "Why not?"
"Well girls," Zara began. "This is going to be a looooong Hunger Games with an ally group like this!"
~~Jordan Flanagan District 4 Male~~
I have to say, it felt pretty good taking down Manny. I scanned the Training Center, and grabbed a few throwing knives. I kept missing.
"Do you need help with that?" A voice asked from behind me.
I turned. A young boy, around my age, was standing there. He had shaggy brunette hair, and bright blue eyes. I ignored the wispy haired girl studying him.
"Can you use a dagger?" He asked. I nodded.
"Seems like the only thing I can do," I laughed.
"If I help you with the throwing knife, will you help me with a dagger?" The kid asked.
"Sure!" I exclaimed.
We spent the afternoon helping eachother. The boy, Miles, helped guide my arm and teach me to follow through, and I taught him the different ways to wield a dagger.
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Hey guys! What do you think? See any alliances? Romances? Enemies?