The Hunger Games

The tribute parades are promised to make a big show of the tributes.

The Tribute Parade

Emily Fields cried as she had just gotten Reaped. She didn't want to be chosen. She didn't ask to fight in this battle. She screamed as someone pulled the hairs of her legs, taken by surprise as her legs were then cleaned of all the 'imperfections' on her body. She was patted on the shoulder by Merniculus, who was one of the stylists assigned to help make her a beauty.

"Calm down, hon, it's just the beginning. You'll be clean and beautiful as a flower after this." Emily looked up at the stylist, who was trying to comfort her- though she was failing miserably. Emily wiped all the tears off her face quickly, smiling as she looked at Merniculus, standing next to Vernia, who smiled at Emily just like the other stylists were. They were just the beginning, seeing as the next person who was doing her costumes and makeup was still to come. She sat in the seat as they moved her to the bed, looking at her hair before combing through it, cleaning and making sure it gleamed as the sunlight bounced off her long and smooth hair. They ran out of the room as someone came out from behind the curtains.

"I'll take it from here." came a silky smooth voice that sounded like a man's. Emily looked up as the stylists scuttled out of the room, each gossiping as their pink, purple, and green hair reflected the light from the bright room. The man's hand then proceeded to comb his hand through her hair, looking pleased with the work that had been done to her hair. Pushing her into an upright position, he looked at her and examined her body. "Take off your clothes." he said, and Emily widened her eyes in shock. She covered herself, but the stylist looked at her warmly. "It'll be fine." he said, helping her strip out of her clothes, and looking at her bare body. He walked around and ran a hand over her leg, seeing that there was no hair left on her body. "Good…" he said, "They took away all the hair. Perfect for the outfit." Outfit? Emily's head sprung up, only to see that he was looking at her with a look that said 'Duh.'

"My name's Wren, by the way, Wren Kingston." he said as he shook her hand, and feeling around, seeing as she had smooth hands. "Good…. now, let's do your hair for your costume." Emily sat upright as her hair was combed, and he grabbed some creams, styling her hair until she saw that he was happy with the way it was done. He stepped back, looking at his masterpiece. Emily looked up, and she gasped.

Her hair had been done so it looked like it was curly- which it wasn't- and there were braids here and there, most notably the one that crossed over her forehead from one side to another. Her hair had been parted through the front and back, and it made her look gorgeous. "We'll get back to that later," Wren said, touching her hair in several corners, before going to the back of the room to get something that Emily was yet to see. Wren came with a smile on his face, holding something that was covered in a sheet. "Be careful, okay, wouldn't want you getting hurt." That made Emily move back in shock. She would' t want to risk any of that! Wren smiled reassuringly as he pulled it out of the cover, and pushing it into her arms. Emily touched it as she saw it was covered in sparks and lights, the color mainly being silver. "Put it on."

Emily moved back into the changing rooms, slipping her arm into the dress, before putting her legs in, seeing it rise as she struggled into the tight dress. She had slipped her hands into the tight rings, and stepped out from behind the curtain to let Wren take a good look at her. It was a very sparkly dress that was sliver with some blue that trailed down the sides, along with the black sliding down along the other colors. The front cupped her breast fittingly, and her arms were circled with two silver rings that complimented the outfit very nicely. There were small light bulbs that made up the colors of the dress. Wren held out a headdress that Emily took gracefully, placing it on her head. It was silver, too, and was like ribbons that were tied like film tapes, and had more ribbons that cascaded down to the wheels, making Emily's outfit look joined. "It's showtime."

Backstage, the outfits were being checked one last time, and Wren was fingering a switch on Emily's dress, before pushing it down, and Emily's dress lit up like a Christmas tree, though in different colors. Her headdress was in place, and her shoes- that also lit up- were placed nicely, ready for her to go on stage. She stood on the carriage assigned to her, looking at Ben, who was dressed in an identical outfit, though his was not a dress, instead a tight full bodysuit with the same color scheme. They stood at their ready just as the first carriage was released.

A beautiful brunette was part of the formation for the first carriage, She and her partner were standing, tall and proud, each looking glamourous. The girl had a braid in her hair, and jewels encrusted with each cross of her hair. Her dress was silver, with jewels here and there, along with a tiara that finished the outfit with a bang, The boy she was standing with also seemed really interested in her, just as the crowds were, cheering the beautiful girl on as she waved and blew kisses at them- she was a natural at winning people over. Just as they were nearing the end came another carriage, this with a blonde and a guy with long hair looking ruthless and determined as ever. Their outfits were made out of gold, a long dress for the girl, and a shirt and shorts for the boy. The both held a curved sword in one hand, and they had a headdress that looked like it was burned, with steel covering it. If she thought that District 1 were good, they could take a lesson from the girl here- she blew kisses, and flirted with the crowd, waving at them and shouting, "Hi!" That's when Emily and Ben were given she the signal, and their carriages were pushed forward sending them onto the streets of the Capitol. Emily stood there, just looking at everything, and that was when her dress lit up. It exploded in a flurry of colors, and Emily was a Firework. The people looked on in awe at her technical dress, and she smiled as they cheered her on. She waved, she really tried to imitate the other girls, but it was too hard, and she ended up failing miserably. Or that's what she thought. Anyway, the next carriage came up, puling a short girl and her taller brother. She knew this because of the Reapings, which she had watched, but couldn't remember the names. They were dresses like in fishnets, with the fishnets being made to look like a dress for the girl, and the other, for shirt and shorts. They were very well dressed, with a blue silk cloth being under their clothes , making it look like they were fish in the sea. Their heads were covered with all kinds of sea creatures, and they looked like they were the sea. Just as theirs then pulled up behind Emily, a new carriage was released. On it was a girl with fuzzy hair, wearing an electricity like costume, and so did the boy, looking much older than them. Emily didn't pay much attention to their outfits. It was who was in the outfit that intrigued her. And her name was Maya St. Germain.