Avox Abductions
I sat down at the glass table on he veranda of my village. My conscience ached as I rang the dull silver bell to signify I was ready to be served. My Avox, a younger red headed girl came running out to me. I looked at her with sad eyes as I told her what I wanted. I felt terrible, even though President Snow said 'The Head Gamemaker needs an Avox...its not a matter of morals, its a matter of loyalty!' I was disgusted with human chattels and was determined to be as polite and cordial as possible to mine.
The plate set before me was perfect, some scrambled eggs, warm and milky, doused in cheese. Steamy bacon, grizzled in fat, sizzling. A large crystal glass of freshly squeezed Orange juice. What can I say, I'm a fan of the classics. And what's better than breakfast for dinner. Just as I picked up my fork, I heard an almost silent, very distant sound. I turned to look over the porch, towards the majestic mountains, and could just make out the train in the far distance. The very last of the 12 trains I'd seen today. My lips twitched before expanding into a huge grin as I remembered that the underdog, my personal favorite, was on this one.
I flexed my index finger, pressing a small button on the table. The outdoor window in front of me frosted over, a glazed crystal look. With the click of another button, the frosted window flickered to life with images, for it was also a TV. There was a sudden knock at the door and my attention was averted from the eccentric, bald, horn implanted reporter Doris Nightly. My Avox ran to it and swung it open. A huge, meaty red hand reached in and clenched around her neck, yanking hard. The next thing I knew, she was gone.
" What in the hell is going on!" I yelped, swinging open the door.
Outside, I saw a huge, disgusting brute of a man in a Tuxedo, dragging my girl Avox by her red hair, letting her shocked, limp body skid along the sidewalk. Screaming, I charged forward.
I jumped up, latching onto the man's thick neck.
" Please let go, Mr. Crane." the brute growled.
" Where are you taking Solena...I mean my serv...?" I never got the chance to correct myself.
"Solena!" A repulsed voice screamed.
I turned to see that a small, shimmering black car had pulled up...and President Snow was now stepping out of it.
"SOLENA!" He repeated. " You know its name!"
" I know it f-for business purposes." I stuttered weakly.
A large, white truck pulled up behind The President's car.
" Oh forget it!" He sneered and turned to the brutish man. " Just lug her in the truck."
The man threw open the back and pushed her in. Then he and President Snow got in the black car and it began rolling forward. I screamed and banged on the door.
The slick window rolled down.
" Ok, ok..." President Snow said. " We happen to know that this Avox is familiar with a Tribute."
The window started rolling up, but I screamed, " Wait! Which one!"
"Why the one your so infatuated with. The girl from 12... Katniss Everdeen."
" How do you know who she is familiar with?" I asked.
" As head Gamemaker, you should know better than anyone." The President leaned so close, I could smell the metallic smell of blood on his breath, he whispered something in my ear.
Back in my house I was in a daze, unable to focus on the final preparations of the Opening Ceremonies. I was a Capitol citizen, so I know how it works. I have even grown accustomed and love the Games. I loved them so much I ascended the chain to Head Gamemaker. Still, President Snow's parting words echoed in my head...
" The Capitol is ALWAYS watching!"