Hi Guys! Thanks so much for all the tributes you have submitted. Laptop and I are Ecstatic! Anyways, this is really my first time writing an actual Story, wish me luck! I hope you guys enjoy the story, and I'm a little rusty when it comes to writing. So give Me Pointers :D
**Tawny's POV**
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Goliath pounded on my door. "Tawny! Micael! Get Up! You two have a Very Busy Day Today!" Claudoris shook his head, and pointed his finger as if lecturing. "Goliath, be more gentle with them you'll stop their heart even before the games start, if you keep waking them up like that." Goliath just laughed. "Good. It'll Make them all alert."
I walked out and Yawned, looking at the biggest man I've ever seen, "And You're?"
"Goliath." Goliath responded to me, but was cut off by Michael, "He's our Mentor."
I nodded, "So shouldn't you actually mentor us?"
"Look at you, all annoying. Now, you two just go shower, change and eat. You have meetings with your stylist. We have plenty of time for training." Goliath said, as if talking to a 5 Year old, which only made Michael snicker. I glared at Michael, which shut him up and just left to shower. The showers were different than in District 2 but not that much different. It was a quick shower and I examined the orange, almost see through dress the Avox had left me, "Seriously?" I huffed, but took deep breathes, "I'm playing a Character, I'm Playing a Character."
I put the dress on and walked out to the living room, the kind-hearted Michael smiled and joked, "Look Who Can Be Feminine."
I couldn't help but laugh, but then my face went to piercing, "Oh, shut up."
I sat down for breakfast, and just pigged out. The food was delicious, I had plenty of Food in District 2 but it was strictly protein and junk. Here I could eat absolutely everything. . . except dessert. Goliath wouldn't let Michael or I have any of that.
"Are you to ready to go meet your Stylist?" Claudoris asked, flashing a bright smile.
"If I say yes, will you stop smiling?" I asked.
"That's completely rude!" Claudoris snapped.
"Whatever." I said.
Goliath clapped his hands. "So, let's get going shall we?"
Goliath and Claudoris walked Michael and I to our Stylists, but in a hall way we were separated. I was intervened by Two Petite women, who rushed to my side and laid me on a Metal Table.
"She's Pixie!" the tall one said.
"And she's Trinity!" the short one said.
"I'm Tawny." I said, just thinking about how odd these two women were. I started thinking about other stuff though. Soon I zoned out, and suddenly I was back at my Reaping.
"Welcome to the 27th Hunger Games! And may the odds be ever in your favor." Claudoris said into the microphone, with a full teeth grin. I think I literally went blind when he smiled, his teeth were plated with dozens of diamonds that sparkled in Unison as the light struck them. My District roar in delight, mainly it was the 17 and 18 year olds since it's the matter of fact that they've been trained the most.
"Now, Before we begin. . . I have with Me. . . Straight from the our Glorious Capitol a Video reminding all of you of the Dark Days when we were all Low and Weak." Claudoris said, in a Peppy Tone and motioned towards the screen and Projector. The video started with slow and dramatic music and the destruction of District 13. I yawned and looked around making eye contact with a few 18 year olds, I gave them a one corner smirk and glared them down making all of them feel uncomfortable.
The Video ended with a Sudden, "Hope is stronger than fear." I laughed maniacally, How Cliche of the Capital.
"So shall we get started? Now ladies first are they not?" Claudoris smiled, he swirled his finger around the Glass Globe and was deciding which Slip of Paper to chose.
"Ahh, Here we go." Claudoris said, literally flashing a gigantic smile, "Our District 2 Female Tribute is Rebecca Smeernoff."
A scrawny, and extremely pale girl stepped forward, despite her effort to try and look fierce it wasn't working out for her and laughed at her humility, I saw a 17 year old about to Volunteer. Something just snapped in my head, I rushed over and pushed her down in a vicious assault, "Don't even think about it." Peacekeepers ran over to pull me away from the girl, I instantaneously shot my hand up, and in a clear, audible voice yelled, "I Volunteer!"
Claudoris smiled, this wasn't exactly anything new volunteering in Career Districts was very common. I walked on stage, strutting and waving at everyone with my signature; One Corner Smirk. "Well then what is your name My Dear?" Claudoris said as he jumped back a little and huffed his chest. He kept a distance and tried not to seem intimidated despite my size, he knew I was dangerous just by the look of it, noticing this behavior I smiled, and rolled my eyes, "Tawny Cadell. Don't worry I have that effect on people, Don't be shocked when I win the Games."
"Very well then Tawny, Let's move on to The Male Tribute!" Claudoris had somewhat of a scared and ecstatic tone. He swishes his hand around the Globe, dug deep and pulled out a slip. Slowly Claudoris opened it and read straight into the Microphone, "Our Male Tribute is Michael Metzger."
A Well Fit, for a District 2 boy, Brown Hair and Eyes boy walked on the stage. I was shorter than him by like 3 or 4 inches. Maybe even a little more than half his size.
"Go on you two, Greet and Shake hands." I stuck out my hand and crushed his, but I looked him in the eyes and winked, "Good luck."
"There you have it, Our District 2 Tributes! What an Honor, and May the Odds be ever in your Favor." Claudoris smiled. Claudoris looked over at us and made us keep our hands locked, so I loosened my grip on Michael's hand. "Looks like we are going to have fierce competition aren't we?" District 2 roared and Howled.
I bowed, and with my free hand I gave the crowd waves that shot radiation, Flirtation, and Danger. I was playing a Character for the show already. I gave every single person in the crowd, a Ice Cold, Bone Chilling Glare that hinted off my danger. I stared into the camera with Piercing eyes, eyes that would stab you in the back, everyone watching this including the Capital shivered, I just became the Biggest Threat, My eyes just as sharp as. . . Knives.
RIP!
I Gritted and Clenched my Teeth as my body was jolted with pain, "Ow!"
A Funny, and High pitch voice, maybe Pixie, giggled, "Sorry, My Dear."
"Whatever." I said, as the pain came back.
The image fuzzed and suddenly I was in a orange room, the color of the games I was guessing. My mother walked in next to my Father. My mother in tears, shook her head, "Why Tawny? W-why did you Volunteer? W-we h-have all t-the money we need! W-why'd you volunteer?" Oh how I hated that women, always underestimating me, always thinking I'm weak and useless.
"Oh, Mom you goddamn know that I can win. I'm Fierce!" I retorted heavily annoyed. Then it hit me, "You . . . You don't think I can win? You think that I can win don't you! You have been training me my whole life and you don't think I can win?"
My Father jumped unknowing that this conversation wasn't going good, "Honey, Your mother is just going to miss you while your gone."
I merely ignored my dad and stared at my mom despite my efforts I harshly said, "You'll see mom, I'll win, and I'll prove you wrong just like I always have. You won't see me as a delicate poor thing, I'll prove you wrong just watch." The peacekeepers hauled them away, and my mom shouted, "I Love -" She was cut off by the slam of the door.
"I'll Prove her Wrong," I told my self, "I'll Give the Capital the show of there lives, they'll remember me forever. I have money all I need is fame."
Before I actually got mad I stopped thinking about the Reaping and Visits, so I remembered the train ride.
Suddenly, I was on a train sitting across from Michael. Our so called 'Mentor' wherever he was, was no where to be found. I could still win this game without him. I made eye contact with Michael millions of times during the ride and each and every time I found him staring at me first.
Then came the small talk, "Are you excited?" Michael asked, in a fake enthusiastic tone.
"Of Course I am, I get to kill 23 other people including you." I snapped, with a smile but no glare. He knew I wasn't joking because he just raised both his eyebrows in shock.
As I thought of this, I laughed. Pixie and Trinity laughed as well even though they had absolutely no idea what was going on.
RIP!
I couldn't concentrate anymore, I just couldn't. Every single time the Two Petite women, by the name of Pixie and Trinity, pulled of the bandage I got a jolt of pain. I just stopped thinking about everything that happened in a day.
Can you imagine a full body wax, and I mean full body. I felt my leg and how smooth it was. Once The waxing was finished they showered me off and dried my hair.
They didn't give me back my dress and told me to stand up. I felt so naked, well maybe because I was naked. I got goosebumps, I felt so uncomfortable I've never stood naked in front of anyone before. I tried to cover myself but they told me not to.
Pixie went to the room next door and called a tall and lean man in, he was quiet and just examined me. By the look of his face a million things ran through his mind. He was seeing what and how could I sell to the Capitol.
"I'm Tawny." I said, the man nodded, "Im Fletcher. Your Stylist." I took in that he was the stylist and the other two were just assistants. Fletcher nodded again, "Fierce. . . Yet Gorgeous. . . Nice Bone Structure. . . But is A Tad Small."
"Umm, Hello? I'm 5'5." I said.
Fletcher smiled, "Rude, and Arrogant." I smiled, he told me to put on the Dress again and so I did. Once it was on he got a Knife and stuck it through the bottom of my dress until it was just hanging there. I thought he was crazy, he could've cut me and I would've been hurt before the first day in the games.
Then I looked down and saw how cool the knife looked in the dress.
"Now Twirl." Fletcher suggested with a smile, I did as I was told and the knife spun anyone that would've come in contact would've been cut. The Knife made a Swish noise ever time it turned, almost like it was cutting through air.
"I have the Perfect idea." Fletcher said, can I just say he hand a lot of Knives at Hand.