Meet The 6 Mentors pt.1

It's been decided there will be a total of 6 mentors. Each mentor has participated in the games at least one. These mentor's have gladly volunteered to train and teach each of the tributes about fighting in the hunger games. They have seen terrors that haunt them at night and know what these children are going to be going through. Since we only have six mentors each mentor will have a total of four tributes each. Each mentor will get a kid to train depending on order in which they were reaped. These mentors will train the kids in the areas they know best. Who knows maybe this years tributes will actually learn a thing or two from their fellow mentors.

Ajax Edmundo

I don't agree with the hunger games. My entire life was turned upside down because of this malicious game. However i'm furious that they found entertainment in watching children kill each other. I once lost my siblings to this game. Hence why I volunteered. Granted I hate this game I want to watch these people suffer. They are the reason I'm in so much pain. They are the reason I have these night terrors. They were suppose to guarantee me and my family safety yet they killed the remaining of my family. So let them watch their kids wither in this arena. I'll train them to the best of my abilities. I'll show them what I know. However their children are in this arena because of them. So i'll smile as I watch the people of the capitol shriek in terror as the one's they love get reaped and enter the arena.

I took a step outside of my house to clear my thoughts. Everything has been clouded right now. I want to watch these games buts it's hard to think of this continuing. As I walked out I felt drops of the cold rain hit my back. It felt soothing. I then turned my face to the sky. The pellets of cold rain made me feel numb. I stood there for a moment letting my mind wander. It felt nice not having to worry about was going on around me. However I was quickly pulled out of this calm state by a piercing voice.

" Hey Ajax, Are you ok?" The female voice called to me.

I took my gaze away from the dripping sky to face the girl. It took my eyes to readjust for a moment. It was Tesha. I smiled. Ever since the rebellion we kinda became really close friends. There have been many times I have tried to kill myself by now. However she always seemed to be there to help me through it all.

" Yeah I've just been really caught up in my thoughts lately" I reassured her.

Tesha brought me into a hug. She does this whenever i've been a little lost. Honestly I don't know what I would have done without her. She has been my family since I lost my real one. I despise the capitol for what they have done. However the only reason Tesha decided to be a Mentor as well is because of me. She told me that if I decide to do this she will as well. I guess that's what makes her such a great friend. She's always there when you need it.

Tesha whispered in my ear, " Do you want to go in and talk about it?"

I quietly nodded my head in response. I really didn't have words whenever she held me like this. All I could do was nod my head. After a bit of standing there we finally headed back to my house. Once we got there I grabbed my keys and unlocked the door. I held the door open for Tesha to walk in. As she proceeded to head in she nodded to me as a way of thanks. I followed her in and quickly closed the door behind me. As soon as I closed the door I felt the warmth of my house embrace me. Only then did I realize how cold it really was outside. I turned around to face the emptiness of my house. Where did Tesha go? I looked down to where I had the shoes placed and sure enough Tesha's shoes were there. I took my shoes off and then ventured off into my house to find. As I entered the living my room everything went dark. I couldn't see a thing. I was starting to panic. Only then for my vision to return. Standing in front me there was Tesha with a devilish grin spread across her face.

" Gotcha!" She crowed

Tesha then proceeded to throw a towel at my face. I quickly grabbed it and stared at her.

" Dry yourself off silly, your gonna catch a cold if you let yourself stay wet like that."

I responded with a smile. Then headed towards my room. I quickly changed into some sweat pant and loose white t-shirt. I dried my hair off with the towel then threw it into my dirty clothes bin. I then headed back to the living room. Only to find Tesha already making herself at home on my couch. I mean she comes Over alot so what else is to expect of her. I hurried towards the couch and plopped down beside her.

As I did she turned to me and asked, "So you want to tell me what you been thinking about?"

"I mean yeah…." I took a deep breath, " See thing is I want to watch the capitol suffer as their children slaughter each other however….." I shifted my gaze from her as I felt embarrassed about what I was saying. " I don't want the children go through this when it's not the kids fault."

My eyes darted back to her. Only to be confronted with a sympathetic face. Once again Tesha pulled me into another hug. However this time there was something different about the hug. This hug caused a fire to spark within me. It stirred the resting butterflies in my stomach. It caused such a feeling that I cannot explain. As Tesha pulled away from the hug. I got the wildest idea. So I acted upon instinct.

I grabbed Tesha by the face and looked her in the eyes. I ever slowly began to lean in. Finally our lips made contact. There was such a fire behind this kiss that it set off millions of fireworks at once. I finally realized As to how much I really love her.

Zoe Heilwig

The games really didn't change me all that much. All it did was add on one more night terror. Maybe watching others go through it will make these terrors go away. Maybe I can help these games tributes. I don't really know what I'm doing though I just happened to have gotten lucky. However maybe just maybe I can train them to be smarter and stronger instead of relying on luck.

It's getting pretty late out and I really should head to bed now. However I really don't want to have to live through the night terrors again. So instead I headed to the bathroom. Maybe taking a warm shower will help ease my mind. I made sure to grab the necessities for my shower first. I got my PJs and my trusty old music player. Once I reached the bathroom I set all my stuff down. I began to undress. However I stopped about Midway as I caught a glimpse of my reflection.

I slowly walked closer to the mirror and examined my face. I examined the long black hair sitting upon my head. I let it go so long as to the point where all of it literally shine in the sun. It was so oily to the point it felt gross. I moved on from my hair to my face. I slowly traced the scar that ripped through my lips. I had gained this scar during those games. Oh many memories this face of mine brings me. I was no longer full beautiful young woman I had been during those games. I am now quite nearly a skeleton with piercing grey eyes. If I'm to show myself in public again I'm really going to need to start eating again.

I sighed I took my gaze from the reflection that I wished I could change oh so much. I needed to get in the shower if I was going to look decent for the day ahead. I slightly turned the handle. Turning the shower on. It was so nice to feel the warm water hit my back. I sat there for a moment just sitting in my thoughts. Why did I volunteer to be a mentor? Honestly I don't know. I really will still be indifferent at the end of all of this. As I continued to stand there one of the songs I recognized the most came up.

I know you've got the best intentions
Just trying to find the right words to say
Promise I've already learned my lesson
But right now I wanna be not okay
So tight sitting here waiting
If I hear one more "Just be patient"
It's always gonna stay the same
So let me just give up
So let me just let go
If this isn't good for me
Well I don't wanna know

As this song ran through my mind I immediately began shut down. I let myself fall to the ground as tears just ran down my face. Why, why am I the one still alive? Why couldn't I have accomplished my suicide attempt during the hunger games? Why didn't he let me die? Why him and not me?

Waterfalls were falling down my face at this point. Making it very hard to see. I turned my head to the left. Only to see a tiny razor blade that had fallen off my razor. I grabbed the small blade and brought it close to my face. I carefully examined the small piece of metal. It was definitely sharp enough to cut. I lowered the tiny blade to my wrist. Cutting can take the pain away for know. Right?

First cut for the first tribute i'll train.

Second cut for the second tribute i'll train.

Third cut for the third tribute i'll train.

And the fourth cut for the fourth tribute i'll train.

That night I went to bed with tears in my eyes. Along with poor children that I'll have to train to slaughter others.

I'm so sorry!

I hope you enjoyed this chapter. And when writing this book I will not be focusing on the mentors as much as I am at the current moment.

2 of the 24 spots have been taken. I am still open for more submissions. Once i'm done with all the mentor stories i will start uploading the tributes stories.

One part of the application that I forgot is,

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Once again thank you for reading and I hoped you enjoyed.