Helloo there lovely FanFictioners! So it's definitely been awhile since I last posted but in the end, the continued support guilted me into updating . So thank you. I do not own The Hunger Games. And without further ado I present you The Story Of Seneca Crane Part 2!
Footfall sounded through the hallway. Behind Seneca Crane a throng of wealthy Capitol people chattered excitedly. They had come to get a behind the scene glimpse at the chariot ride, which would introduce the tributes to Panem. The crowd was made up of the biggest and most influential sponsors, who sent the tributes gifts during the games. In return for funding the games and tributes, they demanded that they be allowed surveillance of the entire process. They had, of course, no real control over what happened, but they never seemed to notice. The agreement left them feeling very much a part of the games, even if only spectators. But like any spectators, they had to be kept entertained, which was why he was here today.
Seneca stopped the group at the first of twenty four windows. Behind it, a young boy named Marvel was laying on a table, swarmed by his beauty crew. The glass was a one way mirror allowing only the viewers to see the tribute but not vice versa. Seneca put on a show, explaining every part of the process with endless enthusiasm. They stayed awhile, merely observing the procedure then moved on to the next display. The activity reminded Seneca of animals in a zoo. It was only right though; people from districts were animals and deserved to be caged.
From one room to the next little changed. In each lay a protesting child, encircled by a cheery prep team. Or at least it didn't change until they reached district twelve's prep rooms. Both tributes gritted their teeth but kept their mouths shut. They uttered not a single complaint. If only he had kept his mouth shut as well… No. Seneca was beyond that now. What had happened to him. It was as if all his regrets had been summoned up and once. They plagued his mind and made his head heavy. But twelve had passed. They had reached the end of the hall. The day was done.
I want to apologize for it being so short. I know it's not nearly as intense as chapter one, but future chapters will be. What are your thoughts on this Seneca vs. movie Seneca? Let me know and review for chapter 3!