The boy turned around with a swift movement as their eyes met.

"Ellis, what are you doing here? Are you crazy!"his eyes bulged in surprise.

"I.. I need to tell you something, quickly. It'll be our only chance to survive when we get into the arena."

He watched the girl in silence.

"I want to form an alliance.. with you.

She paused.

"When we're in the wilderness, we are going to need each other's help to survive."Her dark eyes full of passion

"Why would I do that?"Niall retorted, "One of us is going to have to die to move on further anyway."

"If anything, i would rather be killed by you than one of those Career tributes."

"Who says I would survive that long anyway? Look at me, i'm a walking stick! I'd be broken in half in two seconds flat."

The clearly grief stricken girl extended her arms out and Niall latched on to her.

"It's the only chance we've got."She ruffled his clearly dyed blonde head as she walked out of the room.

Niall had been left to ponder. He sat alone on the train ride to the capitol. All he could think about was if he wouldn't come back. What Ellis suggested wasn't 100% foolproof, but he agreed with her.

That was their only shot at surviving. Even if it was only the first night.

He would have to trust her, a girl he never really got to know.

Niall's gaze was focused on the window, miles and miles of luscious green forests seemed to go on for an eternity. His vision became blurry as he dozed off, his head falling forward.

"Niall I told you to stay home! Go back, hurry!"She begged, pushing the young boy in the opposite direction

"What's happening mommy!"Niall's lip quivered as he saw fire engulfing the streets of his district.

"Niall go back home, we'll explain what's happening later"His father begged him. The boy stood his ground, frozen in fear.

His father grabbed Niall by the arm and dragged him away from the anarchy in the central square. He kicked and screamed for his father to stop.

He had seen that his home was was burned down, all his possessions lost.

But from the rubble there was a glimmer of hope, a brown haired boy.

His rosy cheeks covered in black dust as he pulled a stuffed Giraffe plushie.

The boy stepped closer to Niall, his face damp with tears as he handed him his giraffe back.

"I know how much you love giraffes, I tried to save him"His eyes welled with tears.

Niall looked at the half burnt plushie and hugged it close to him.

"It's okay really!"The boy kept on sobbing "Please stop crying"

Niall grabbed the unknown boy's hand and squeezed it tight.

"Please stop, it's alright."Instantly his tears dried up.

"Im Liam.."He choked out fighting back more tears.

"Niall."

He was woken up by the violent sound.

The train had came to a stop. He knew that he'd arrived in the capitol, and it were a matter of time before he was engulfed in the rich culture of the capitol.

The citizens of the capitol were freaks. They're skins were dyed odd colours and frozen in place. They wore quirky clothing and their hair were all of the colours on a rainbow. It sent shivers down his spine as he stepped off onto the platform.

One step closer.

One step closer to death.

One step closer to losing Liam.

With every step his legs got weaker.

His breathing got shallower.

His vision got darker.

He struggled to stand upright as he walked down the designated path. He held on to Ellis'hand as he stumbled his way into the common room.

While she seemed unaffected, the fear had consumed him. Gripped his mere body and left him gasping for air like a fish out of water.

It had consumed him, he tried to fight back.

"Calm the fuck down dude."said one of the other tributes in a harsh tone.

Niall had left his walls wide open. He had to collect himself and be strong.

He couldn't show weakness.

He couldn't show that he was an easy target.

Niall averted his eyes from the tribute and instead focused it on the speaker.

President Cowell.

"Welcome tributes! In just a few short hours you will participate in the opening ceremony for the hunger games!"The president said using his most cheerful tone.

"Every tribute from the twelve districts have been assigned a stylist for the ceremony. Please head to your district's hub to get started. Only a few mere days to the Games."

Only a few mere days.

He walked side by side with Ellis towards their hub. It was cleverly decorated to resemble a Head Caboose.

They were greeted by two strange individuals.

"Hi! Im Louis Tomlinson, and this is Eleanor Calder. We're your stylists."

He was overly flamboyant. Using several hand gestures while speaking.

His focus was distinctly set on Niall, which Niall tried to ignore.

The two tributes introduced themselves as Louis grabbed Niall's hand and dragged him away.

Niall took his seat, his legs dangling off of it. He examined himself in the mirror while Louis got a few outfits prepared.

Louis wanted Niall's outfit to represent brute strength, which the boy seemed to lack. He didn't have a great array of colors to choose from, district 6 was extremely plain.

"Transportation, really?"he scoffed. "Next year they'll give me something worse like Agriculture."

He had returned with Niall's outfit. Niall had felt uncomfortable as Louis eyed him as he changed.

His outfit was clunky and uncomfortable, A wire mesh cloak; metallic harem pants, iron boots and a Circlet with a train in the center.

It was horrible, but Louis had a cheesy smile on his face.

Did he actually think it looked good? The other tributes wouldn't be able to take him seriously.

What would Liam think? Would he laugh at the ridiculous outfit that he was forced to wear?

"Alright Niall meet Ellis at the stables, we're done here."His eyes glazed over with happiness

Oh God!