Nano is officially over! I am back!
(Tasi Merkava's P.O.V [District Eleven])
Cursing under my breath I attempt to walk over to the fire station. I could be throwing axes and not looking weak but oh no, my stupid mentor says I have to "Save my strengths for the private session."
Hope tags along at my side and I stroke her head. Ignoring the snickers from other tributes I limp over to the fire station. Grabbing the materials I sit down and start rubbing the flint and stone together.
Within minutes I have a small spark. But the spark only last about five minutes and won't relight no matter what I do. I give a grunt of frustration and keep trying to no avail.
Finally, I decide to work on one of my strengths. But first, I have to get up. Balancing one of my hands on Hope I hail myself to my feet unceremoniously. Unfortunately this causes the floor to groan and shift under my weight, which of course results in everyone staring.
I start to limp along but am interrupted by a girl walking up to me. I try to think back to the reapings recap and remember her. I think her name is Stacey. I am almost certain that she came from district nine.
"Hi there" her voice is quiet as she peers at me with wide silver eyes.
"Hello." I reply gruffly still limping along. I see her recoil slightly; apparently my size and gruffness make her uncomfortable. At this point I don't really care however and keep limping forward.
"I-"she starts then stops again when I look at her.
"Yeah?" I prod her, not yet ready to lose my company.
She shakes her head. "Never mind." Then almost before I can blink she runs off.
Shrugging I limp the rest of the way to the axe throwing station.
(Ira Night's P.O.V [District two])
With a sick grin on my face I hack and slash at the training dummies. My fellow Careers give approving nods as I maim training dummies. This is highly amusing to me because I know that they will respect and fear me all the more for it. I am interrupted by the sound of someone clearing their throat as they walk up.
Standing in front of us is the district seven boy. Logan, our leader raises an eyebrow waiting for him to say something but he surprises us. With a smirk on his lips, and mischief lingering in his blue eyes he grabs the spear from Zeke's hands. A look of surprise flickers over Zeke's face for a spilt second but he quickly settles back into a smirk. He crosses his arms and we wait to see what the boy will do.
He reaches back with the spear and throws it. With a loud whistling sound it hurtles through the air and lodges itself in the bull's-eye of the target. Everyone else seems to either be staring, or looking at him with an amused expression so I step forward. Something about this boy interests me; he's brave, I can definitely give him that.
I cross my arms and glare. "So that's it? Trying to make us afraid of you or something?" I ask rolling my eyes.
"Well no." he leans in, his breath brushing against my lips. "I was wondering if I could join the Career pack."
Almost everyone around me bursts into laughter. When I whirl around and glare it quickly fades to a few brave snickers. Placing my hands on his chest I shove him backwards. "Well. I'm not in charge of that Pretty Boy." I turn to Logan. "What do you think?"
He eyes him up assessing his worth, and then he shrugs. "Sure why not? What's your name seven?"
The boy's smirk turns into a satisfied smile. "Kale. Kale Carter." The rest of the Careers nod and welcome him to the team. For some reason the fact that we are allies pleases me in an unknown way. Shaking it off I go back to training.
(Francis Mccoy's P.O.V [District three])
My hands shake as I try to identify edible plants. Tears keep blurring my vision as I try to memorize at least one useful skill. I don't want to die. Snickers can be heard from the Careers but I refrain from looking up. If I look up and see how strong and dangerous they are I may start crying harder. My shoulders shake and I just want to give up.
(Ash Andrew's P.O.V [District eleven])
Luna wags her tail as I crouch down and pull back the bow string. These bows are much stiffer than most I have dealt with but I have to learn how to use it since these will likely be the type of bow they have in the arena.
The string bites into my fingers and when I finally let go the arrow sails through the air. Instead of hitting the bull's-eye like I had planned, it sinks into the wood that is just left of the target.
A few people turn and start to walk towards me; most likely to mock me, but Luna's snarl stops them in their tracks. Coughing, and muttering apologies they turn away and I sniff turning back to the bow and arrow.
After a few practice shots I start to get the hang of using it and even make a few bulls-eyes. I have to spend more time here if I want to survive and I do want to survive. I have no one waiting for me at home but Luna relies on me too much for me to die and leave her behind.
(James Thornehawe's P.O.V [District four])
My hands stumble over the unfamiliar spears. I try to keep my eyes on the spears even when I sense someone walking up beside me. I still don't look up but then a dog snarls at my side. Lurching, I jump backwards my hands up in a defensive gesture.
"Down Midnight." The blonde haired girl says in a bored voice tugging on the end of the leash.
Straightening up I cross my arms. "And what do you want?" I say struggling to keep the tone of my voice the same level as hers.
She rolls her eyes. "Rude. I'm Gemma from district one." Her voice is mocking and she extends her own hand to shake mine.
I recoil my hand the level of defiance. She is a disgusting Career and I will not touch her. "I'm James from District four."
A small smirk twists her lips. "Oh trust me darling, I know who you are. I was sent to ask if you were joining the Careers."
I frown. Of course that's why she's here. Swallowing I gather all of the courage that I have been proven to possess. "Now why would I do that? Join with a bunch of disgusting monsters that will probably kill me the second I get the chance? No I don't think I will."
For a spilt second rage twists her face then she settles back into the cold, uncaring air. "Are you sure dear? An offer like this only happens once. I think given the circumstances we are being very generous." Her voice is mockingly kind and caring but carries an underlying threat.
Before I lose my nerve I do the unthinkable; I spit on her feet. "No. My answer is final."
Rage twists her face into a dangerous, icy cold mask of hatred. "That was a mistake little James. I will see you in the arena and I will deal with you then." She puts empathies on the word deal and makes sure to let me know that her definition of to "deal" with me was to kill me. Then with one last icy cold, green eyed glare, she stalks off dragging her vicious dog behind her. Somehow I feel that I just made a huge mistake.
Well I think that chapter had plenty of drama do you guys agree? Anyhow, question time! What was the cause of Madge's death?
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