It Begins
Here's a brief chapter leading up start of the games, just to get your excited for the Bloodbath. Yes I'm a bitch but I don't care. Enjoy the Chapter and May the Odds Be Ever in Your Favour!
Angel West POV
Ok I'm ready; I have a good alliance, I think the Capitol likes me and most importantly, nobody has worked out I'm actually from district 13. My stylist Rosalinda gives me my neatly folded tribute outfit with a tear in her eye; I've grown to like Rosalinda. She's quite nice under all that rose pink make up, if a little ditzy.
"We had to choose colours for our districts this year; I picked scarlet just for you, to bring out the colour in your pretty brown eyes. Good luck sweetie" she smiles proudly at me.
As I finish getting changed two peacekeepers run in.
"Angel West; we know who you are! We're here to take you back to district 13" one of them growls.
"Not on my watch honey" Rosalinda pushes me into the tribute tube and closes the door.
As it rises, I hear the sound of gunshots and screaming; oh Rosalinda. I'm sorry.
Ruby Rodriguez POV
One shot Ruby, one shot is all you get.
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Scout Parker POV
I've got to protect Whittier.
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Jenneth Myra Speare POV
I need to stay alert; but all I can think about is all of the Capitol people looking at me in disgust.
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Riddell Thicket POV
I look around at everyone; the boy from 2 is next to me. Are you kidding?
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Cersai Grace Helms POV
The first person to catch my eye is Terrian; he's on the left. I do matter, I do matter, I do matter.
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Dusty Abernez POV
I'm doing this for me and me alone.
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Santana Wolf POV
I see a lot of angry face directed at me. Well game on baby.
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Ares Tower POV
I don't care about being Mr Popular; I just wanna go home.
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Aurora Felici POV
For the first time, I need to face my problems alone.
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Clio Slate POV
I can be strong; I can.
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Let the 77th Hunger Games Begin!
To Be Continued…
Tomorrow that is; I love writing this chapter. It's short but it gives and insight on what the tributes are thinking. Tomorrow- the Bloodbath begins. DUN, DUN, DUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUN!