Today is the day; today the Games begin. It's been a long time since I've had a battle to prepare for. In this destroyed world the vampires have settled down. There are few places that people can live on this planet now days. Vampires are no longer so picky about territory and rules. They just keep to themselves; the Capitol has more control over our lives than the Volturi. It scares me because I am so used to fighting enemies that I'm almost anticipating the Games. When I still had my pack we all relished a good leech hunt. It was fun training and planning strategy. But I don't want to be enjoying myself. I'll be facing innocent children not evil bloodsuckers. That is why I've resolved to not kill anyone, let the other tributes do the killing. One thing's for sure I can always outlive the others. If I must kill someone I know I'll try to do it in the most humane way possible, snap their neck or shoot them straight in the head. I know that will be the only way for me to kill without disappointing both myself, and more importantly, Carlisle. Over the years our relationship has transitioned from mutual respect, to a friendship to a father/son relationship. I don't want to let him down. I know he won't openly be angry with me but he will be upset.
Thinking of all the ways I'll humanely kill my fellow tributes has reminded me that I am immortal but not invincible. If I am shot in the head I'll die instantly, there will be no chance for my body to heal itself, regardless of how rapidly I heal. If I die I'll be leaving Nessie all alone. I promised her I'd be back. That it my role, you're always supposed to be their for your imprint. If I die in the Games she will be alone for eternity. It's fine for the other tributes they aren't leaving behind their loved ones forever. I must remember Nessie and stay alive. She is my secret weapon. I hope the Gamemakers don't use her all the rest of the Cullens (even Rosalie) against me.
I force myself out of bed, getting up means I have to face today. It's not like I can stop time. I learnt that long ago, I wanted to keep Nessie in her little girl stage so I didn't have to worry about Edward knowing every indecent thought I had about his daughter. Though I love her as she is now. The first few years were difficult but we got used to it. I guess that it how it must be with these Hunger Games. I will enter the arena and it would be like all those years ago, I wouldn't know how to act; but I'll learn.
I walk into the dining room; Zara is already there. I have noticed these past few days that she is an early riser, which will aid her in the arena. Going from sleeping a full ten hours to barely getting any is a shock to the system. This means that she'll always be ready to fight. Argh Jacob! You're doing it again! I tell myself. I must not care for my fellow tributes, it will be a matter of days before they are all dead, and that is the point of the Hunger Games. It's just the two of us for now. Prema and Fenix don't need to worry about preparing for the arena. We only have the next two hours to eat and drink as much as we can to prepare our bodies for the arena. After we eat we'll be dressed and then flown to the arena. In total three hours before we enter Hell.