Soon after we were done, the rest of the group. Matching gloves, or accessories. Everyone looked coherent enough that you could tell we were from the same district, but different enough that we would each stand out. Nudge had her hair, where as Angel got to show off her wings.
These games would be like no other.
Most of us were going to die.
I couldn't help but feel so sad. either I was going to kill someone, or I was going to get killed, and I'd rather Angel live a full life, with Gazzy and Iggy, Maybe Fang could take care of her. But then again I didn't know if Fang was going to live or die either .
It was sick. We were like cattle, heading for slaughter. We were knowingly heading for slaughter. Everyone knew that they were going to die. Because even if they survived, they would be without some people they knew. Or without some people they loved. And the horrors of just being in the Games, I'm sure is enough to drive anyone mad.
By the time everyone was done, it was almost time for the ceremony of chariots. That's where everyone could get to see us. All done up, looking pretty.
Each district had to go up one at a time.
So each district got to see the one before, and could hear the cheers. I never got to actually meet any of the district members only see them from afar, but so many looked like they would sacrifice themselves, and it was sad.
I was ready to die for Angel. I was ready to die for Fang. Or Gazzy, or Nudge or Iggy too.
Eventually, it was our time to ride out. Fang had grabbed my hand.
"Max, you'll be okay. I got you. You're going to survive even if I have to die."
A tear ran down my face, and Fang wiped it away, kissing my cheek.
I stood tall, and at the sound of a loud bell, one by one the chariots started to move. Fang raced to get in his chariot. It had been youngest to oldest, so Angel and Gazzy were the first to go. Then Ari and Omega, Ratchet and Sam. Tess and Bridgid, Dylan and Ella, Me and Maya- I swear me and her were twins, we looked so identical it was insane. Star and Kate, Lissa and Nudge, Iggy and Fang Marian, Holden, Anne, Hans Jeb and Roland. Half of us cried as we came out, the others held back tears that would have been there, how could they do this to us?
I wish Fang was next to me, instead of my more-than-likely twin. I wanted to hold his hand so bad through this.
Thousands of voices roared. Clapping and cheers erupted from everywhere. It was all too much, but I kept my gaze straight, I was not going to cry. I was going to be strong. I saw that those who had been genetically modified were showing off. Gaz and Angel had their wings full on flapping, Ari morphed into a wolf, and omega showing off as much muscle as he could, Ratchet and Sam couldn't do much of anything, because sam was human, through and through, and while Ratchet's senses were enhanced he couldn't very well shows those off, everyone could see how well he would do in the games. Star was being held up by Kate with one hand, but star couldn't show off as much, she had nowhere to run. Lissa was human, but Nudge had her wings. Iggy and Fang, wings yet again. Tess, Bridged, and Ella were human, Dylan with his wings. The rest were human. Maya had her Wings out, but I reserved mine, I didn't need anyone but my flack knowing I had them, they could see them in the games.
We finally made it to the front. We stood before the One-who-is-the-One.
"Hello, tributes." His smooth voice said into the microphone, over the thousands of others that screamed.
"Such happy faces I see before me. Happy Hunger Games and may the odds be ever in your favor, see you soon!" We were then rushed out, and were were greeted by the other tributes, Most of them were just milling around, mostly talking to one another, others talked to some of us, and i had a few talk to me.
"Hello, I'm Damon, and you're cute," said, the guy who was apparently Damon. He wore a leather jacket, and a blue shirt with a tie.
"Maximum. District ten. Taken and probably going to die." I shook his hand.
"Well, I still think you're very much beautiful. Too bad though, we are all going to die in the end right?"
"Oh, so you think I'm beautiful and you're charming, whadda you say we go order a pizza that way I can stab you in the back and I have one less tribute to deal with in the end, and one less handsome man trying to kill the people I know." It came out harsher than I meant, but Damon laughed.
"Don't worry Max, if I do make it to the final round I'll help you. Or anyone that you love if they make it. Just give me a list."
Another boy, about Damon's age and dresses the same came up and put a hand on Damon's shoulder.
"Brother, stop patronizing this poor girl," he turned, more towards me, "I'm Stefan, district 3, going to die." He looked down and chuckled softly.
"We are all going to die. The capital is going to kill us all. I'm Maximum. Not going to kill anyone."
A somewhat evil chuckle came from afar.
"You're going to have to kill someone sometime honey, you'll go mad if you don't participate, watching all your loved ones die, assuming you have a few with you. Lestrange, Bellatrix Lestrange. Delighted to get to meet some of you, hopefully I'll see you in the end." She had sauntered over here when she started talking, but skipped away joyfully.
Fang was talking to some girl, well quite a few girls, and some guys too, but he was so oddly positioned in the group, I couldn't tell if he was actually talking or if he was more listening. After a few more minutes, he walked over and put his arm around me.
"Max, you should talk to Hermione. She's could totally make it to the finale, Sherlock is weird, but he might make it too, turns out he survived falling off a building. Totally crazy. And this guy Dean, he is so in love with this guy Castiel, man it's whack." He shook Damon and Stefan's hands, announcing himself as Nick.
"Pleasure," Damon said, while Stefan greeted him more nicely.
"These guys were just telling me who to stay away from, Bellatrix is crazy, was a victor, killed Harry's godfather, totally wrong 'cause that was the last family Harry had." I was talking too excitedly, to fast, everything was moving too fast.
"Tributes! Please head back to your rooms, we will see you soon for training!" The overhead speaker boomed. We all walked together. I with Damon, he was cool, I hope I didn't have to kill him, Fang with Hermione. He kept laughing swing his arms unnaturally high, I was jealous, but I knew that was stupid 'cause I was going to die soon anyway.
When we reached our floor, I practically fell into my room, skipping dinner, I only snagged a biscuit because I didn't want any other crap from anyone else.
The Games hadn't yet begun, but I was already having nightmare of flying arrows, broken wings, and pools of blood everywhere.
Some time during the night Angel and Fang had snuck into my bed to sleep with me. Angel before Fang. The bed could have easily fit more people, but I only wanted them.
My little baby, and the love of my life.
(A/N Review, please, I'm sorry it took so long to update, I haven't been busy so I won't lie about that, I just was procrastinating. I'm sorry. No hate me. Review, review, review!)