Chapter 2

Isis's POV:

Ever since I have arrived here in the Capitol, I've been feeling angrier and angrier. I can see that the Capitol is a very magnificent and impressive place. And that made me angry because I saw what the other districts look like. All districts except for 1, 2, and 4 looked as if a bomb just dropped off in their place and they were a lot of people hungry, and dying according to the statistics which I stole from the Capitol records.

"We should discuss tactics on how to survive in the games," Roy Warner, my district partner suggested.

Then I faced our mentor, Beetee. "What do you think we should do?" I know the drill for survival because I was trained by the best ever since I could remember but I don't want anyone to know about that.

"Do both of you know a lot about technology?" I shook my head. I know a few things but I am no expert, I am more into field op than staying in the lab and create new inventions or something like that.

"You are going to be dead," he pointed his finger at me. "And he is going to live for a while," he said to my partner who knows a great deal about tech stuff. My mentor really knows how to encourage people…. NOT!

"So let us pretend that I am a very techy person. How do you suggest we survive if the arena is a dessert?" I asked snappily.

"Surely there would bombs placed in the arena. The game makers never get rid of those." He answered coolly.

"What if they want to do something for a change? What if they chose the more primitive approach this time?" Survival Training 101, never depend on technology because some places never have those.

"Then you could always use the cameras that could be found everywhere in the arena." Okay, I give up. I was no match with this man when we fight with wits. So I just sulked it up.

Beetee and Roy just kept talking and talking about advantages of technology in the games. And I couldn't catch on with them because I only understood an eighth in the conversation.

While they were on their nerdy talk, I was thinking over my plan on how to steal the arena's blueprint. According to the files that I have already obtained last night when we arrived in the Capitol, the blueprints should be in President Snowman…. I mean President Snow's office which is on the very top floor on this building. I know that his office has a top notch security but I can handle it. All I have to do is –

"You got that?" Beetee asked and he was staring at me.

"Were you talking to me?" I cluelessly said.

"Who else am I talking to?" He asked in a deadpanned.

"Dunno," I shrugged my shoulders. "Maybe him," I pointed my fingers at Roy.

"Obviously you weren't listening. So let me tell you the plan once again." Then Beetee took a deep breath. "Training starts later today. I want you to train in every station available and make sure you master them in the limited time given to you if you want to leave."

"Sir, yes, sir," I saluted him as if he were my General and I was simply Marine soldier. And for odd reason he found my reaction weird.

Then I just went straight to my room and studied the information that I have collected. So far, I knew that each district gives a specific supply to the Capitol. And according to this article District 1: Luxury Items, District 2: Weaponry, District 3: Technology, District 4: Fishing, District 5: Power and Electricity, District 6: Transportation, District 7: Lumber, District 8: Textiles and Clothing, District 9: Grain, District 10: Livestock, District 11: Agriculture, and lastly District 12: Coal. And I also knew that there used to be a District 13 but it was bombed because of their rebellion. But I seriously doubt that because District 13 was the one responsible for Nuclear Science and Technology. So they probably found a way to survive from that bomb.

I also found out some information about the previous Hunger Games. But I didn't go on further on studying that subject because it was incredibly gruesome. For the mean time, I was studying the blueprints of this building. With my photographic memory I memorize every room, every security camera, and every detail in this building. I also studied some staffs that are in charge of security and those people who had something to do with President Snow.

"You missed basic training," Beetee glared at me.

Luckily these information that I stole is in a soft copy, not in a hard copy otherwise that would be difficult to explain. "I thought you said that training would be later today." I took out my USB secretly out of my laptop and he didn't even notice it.

"I did but you were in here for almost 5 hours!" He angrily said. Before he could even give me a scolding session I ran out of the room.

There were two guards guarding door of the training facility, perfect. "Hey!" I offered the guards a high five and as I expected they didn't budge. "I need to go in. I am Tribute from District 3." With that they grant me access to the room. With their backs on me, I sneakily took both of their guns. And I place both of their… I mean my guns in my boots.

I walk with a smirk towards to the archery station. Ha! People here are so oblivious to their surroundings; it was so easy to sneak out here. Thump! OUCH! That hit my head hard! I picked up the hard wooden ball.

"I believe this is mine!" A tall, muscular, blond and….. handsome boy attempted to take the ball from me but he failed because of my fast reflexes.

"You want the ball," I then threw the ball to his family jewels with a lot of force. And he yelped in pain. "There you have it."

"You will pay for this 3!" He shouted in pain.

"My name is not three. The name is Smith; Isis Smith."

I am so sorry for uploading so late! I couldn't update earlier because I lost my USB.

I also know that the parade was supposed to be first one before the training but I completely forgot about that. And I only remembered that fact when I finished writing this chapter. I am so sorry!

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