Don't own the Hunger Games!
I awoke to the sound of my father's voice. " Get up Enobaria, today's the big day!" I jolt up at the his words. Today will be the day that I volunteer to make my father very rich and for me to put the skills I have learned all my life to the test. The Games don't start for another week or so but I can't wait to feel the rush of joy that comes with taking a life, the rush of joy that I saw take over Brutus when he slaughtered his competition. I put on in a dress that while beautiful, will help aid running to volunteer. At noon the reaping starts and the whole population of District Two must stand in the main square for the reaping. Every single living victor from District Two sits in chairs as our District escort reads the list of victors from District Two there's been nineteen victors from District Two and seventeen are still alive. I stand at the front of the females and prepare to run when I see our District escort,Timphany head over to the females bowl. "Ladies first!" He pipes in his ridiculous, over the top capitol accent. He walks over to the bowl and pulls out a slip of paper. " Mar-" He never finishes. " I volunteer! I volunteer! My name is Enobaria Corrat " I say very loudly. "That's the spirit of the Games! Give our newest tribute from District Two a round of applause!" Timphany says. The applause is deafening, I guess they think that I have a good chance of winning. "Now for our boy tribute." He pauses for dramatic effect. "Johns-" Again Timphany doesn't finish. A massive boy who I think I've seen at the Training Center before volunteers. "My name is Anthony Korat, I volunteer!" Again deafening the applause is deafening. After the reaping both of us are escorted to the Justice Building and taken to extremely fancy rooms. We will get an hour for our friends and family to have a few last words before we go to the Capitol.
My only visitor is my father. " Enobaria, when your in the Arena, there are things you must remember, remember all your training and for you to remember that I will always love you." My father normally doesn't talk like this he. Normally he would tell me to train harder, eat more, or run more and I don't think he's ever given me a hug before. "Five minutes!" I hear a Peacekeeper say. "Good luck, Enobaria." And just like that he's gone. I don't get any more visitors which doesn't surprise me. My life was all training, I sacrificed a social life for the Games. They escort us to a extremely over the top, fancy train. This is what will take us to the Capitol where we will have a week or so to prepare for the Games. I go to my room and take a warm shower before Timphany calls me to dinner. I go to dinner and eat as much as I can of some of the most amazing food I've ever seen. Just as I finish my steak our mentors walk in, Brutus walks in first and after him Elizabeth. Elizabeth won about thirty years ago but she's still pretty strong and Brutus won the forty-sixth hunger games a couple years before I was born. "Alright, I'm supposed to mentor the boy tribute, but I'd rather pick which tribute to mentor. Is that okay with you Elizabeth?" Brutus asks. "I want to mentor to the boy, who about you?" Elizabeth says. "That's fine, because I wanted to mentor the girl." He says with a grin. "Alright, Enobaria what are your skills? Can you throw a knife well? Are you good with spears? How about a sword? What about hand-to-hand combat?" After he bombards me with questions I give an answer. I pick up a knife and throw at the wall in-between two panels of the wall. Without heisting I pick up another knife and throw it right next to the first. "I'm also pretty good with a sword and my specialty is hand-to-hand combat." He grins. "I think you have an excellent chance of winning." He says. I look over to Anthony and Elizabeth. Elizabeth doesn't look to surprised, she's probably seen tributes do this before but Anthony looks very pissed off. "I could do that too!" He exclaims. He then goes to his room and slams the door. He looks tall and strong but I guess he just has to be the best or he gets mad. "He needs to learn how to hide his emotions better if he wants to survive in the Arena." Elizabeth says with a sigh. I look over to Brutus who has a massive grin on his face. "You've made an enemy after the Careers split, but I think you have the best chance of winning of any tribute!"
TImphony calls us to watch the recaps of the Reaping. Only a few look like actual competition, the boy from District One is a little over seven feet tall and he looks abnormally muscled, the girl from District One is very beautiful but not to dangerous looking, but I know sometimes how deceiving looks can be. When I volunteer I feel a rush of pride knowing that this is one of the greatest honors and if I win I'll be respected and rich. District Four's boy tribute is surprisingly short at about five ten, my height. Then again looks can be deceiving. Most of the tributes are small and underfed, but District Seven's boy tribute is tall and very muscled and District Twelve's boy looks strong. Anthony apparently still is upset because after the Reaping he walks out and slams his door very loudly. "I took the wrong pick this time, Brutus." Elizabeth says, annoyance strong in her voice. Brutus just chuckles a little before biding me good night.
I never have had nightmares about the Games before but I do tonight. I see the boy from District Four, the short one, with blood pouring from his throat. In his neck there are several bite marks."I got bit" He coughs loudly. "I got bit by a rabid animal." He says. I awake with a start. I don't know why because the boy will eventually be my enemy but I feel sorry for the boy who got bit by the animal. He looked like he was in a lot of pain.
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