The Odds Aren't In My Favor

by Mitzia

Kagome's brother Sota gets picked for the 13th annual Hunger Games. She volunteers for him and then, just her luck, her former crush, InuYasha gets picked. Now she has to fight the other twenty-one tributes in a fight to the death to survive and return to her family. Can she do it alone or will she have to rely on InuYasha more than she'd like? T for language and violence

5. The Mentor: Part One

The peacekeepers led InuYasha and I to the train that would take us to the Capitol and eventually our deaths if we weren't lucky. The townspeople had made their way here and looked as depressed as usual. We were pushed and shoved down a narrow pathway to the door. I took one final look at District Twelve before entering the train.

The inside was twenty times bigger than my whole house. There were long windows along the wall and black sofas lining up against it. On the other wall, there was a long table with different kinds of foods we aren't so lucky to get. InuYasha and I sat down a fair distance apart.

"How are you feeling?" InuYasha asked after the train started moving.

"Why do you care?" I shot coldly. I couldn't stand being in the same room as him, but I couldn't move. The nervousness was overwhelming.

"Kagome, what's been up with you lately? Did I do something wrong?" he asked. Oh, like he doesn't know. The scum…

Kanna came into the room which was a surprise. She looked at us and said, "Your mentor is here."

A mentor is a person who has won previous Hunger Games in our district. He has to teach other tributes how to survive. "Who is our mentor?" I asked.

The door opened and a tall man with black hair tied in a ponytail stumbled into the room. He looked at the long table of food and asked Kanna where the sake was. She pointed to the end of the table and he stumbled across the room.

"This is your mentor, Miroku," she said. Miroku took a bottle of sake and drank directly from it. He looked at me and squinted his eyes.

"We have a girl this year? A pretty girl? Hehe, that's new. If she's strong, she just might win," he slurred. I leaned back against my seat and InuYasha growled.

"How do we win the Games?" InuYasha asked. Miroku turned towards the other tribute.

"Ooh, feisty are we? You'll find out in the arena," Miroku said.

"What the hell kind of mentor are you?! You're supposed to help us!" I yelled, standing up. Miroku chuckled as he walked over towards me.

"One that'll save your sorry ass," Miroku said. He put a hand on my shoulder that soon traveled to my ass before I slapped him across the face, leaving an easily noticeable hand print. "You're strong, girl. I like it," he said before leaving the room.

This is going to be one long ride.