Chapter three is finally posted. Sorry for taking a long time to write these.
Disclaimer: I do not own Minecraft or the Hunger Games series.
A knock on the door woke me up.
"Breakfast is ready. Come on out!" someone called.
"Coming," I yelled back a bit irritated. Geez. Don't they ever let people sleep in peace here? I grumbled to myself. I dragged myself out of bed and started to get dressed. I opened up one of the curtains. We were still on the train, going faster than ever. The training area here is already big enough. Will that mean the training area at the actual building will be bigger? I wondered as I opened the closet in my room. In there were a bunch of clothes, way prettier than the ones I had. Trying on those clothes instead, I went to the bathroom and brushed my teeth, do my hair, and all the usual stuff I do every morning. After I was done, I went to my door and opened it.
"Holy!" I yelled in shock and surprise. In my doorway, was a spider web, so thin that you barely can see it. I backed away slowly, wondering what to do.
"Oh. Your not dumb at all," someone said near the entrance to my room. I heard footsteps as a tribute walked up to my door with a sly smile.
"Who the heck are you?" I asked sharply.
"Sulfur Chou. Tribute from Delaware," he replied. He was twice as big as me, probably around seventeen years old. His amber hair was all spiky, kind of reminded me of a porcupine.
"And why are you here?"
"Because I can. I was just testing how dumb are you. And turns out, you are smarter than I thought. But I'm telling you, once in the arena, you are going down!"
I could barely control my anger, but I held it down. "Get out of my way!" I said through my gritted teeth, ignoring his last comment.
Suddenly, he took out his knife and threw it at an angle so that it caught on my sleeves, ripped a hole, and flew into the walls across my room, just barely missing my skin.
"Can you make that accurate of a shot? Can you?" he teased, "Next time, it is going straight at your throat or your heart, which ever way is quicker for you to die"
I had it with him. I hate it when people tease me, not to mention attacking me when I didn't do anything bad. This was the last straw. Taking out my own knife, I charged at him, ready to unleash my flurry. I must have caught him off my surprise because I had already pinned him to the ground before he reacted. "Now who's going to loose? Huh?" I asked with satisfaction. My knife was right next to his throat.
"You sure are impatient, aren't you?" he said as he threw me across the hall. I crashed into the side wall and fell to the ground. Moaning from the pain, I tried to stand up. "I do have to admit, you are pretty brave. To attack at me when I'm twice your size, and way stronger than you," he commented nicely for the first time. "But," he continued, his friendliness gone, replaced by evilness, "Bravery won't help you at all in your case. Everyone on my team is bigger and stronger than you. You'll be dead in a few seconds!" I inched away to the center of the hall, so I'm straight ahead of him.
Secretly, I took out another knife and threw it at him. It missed.
"So," he turned around to look at the knife I had thrown, "You are not admitting defeat. Well, let's end this." He took out another knife and threw it at me. By then, I was already at my feet, dodging that knife. Whoosh. Another one came at me, missing me just barely. I looked back at him. No more knifes. I was safe. Must have ran out of knifes, I thought to myself, I mean, who will carry more than three knifes in their pocket?
Another one coming behind me flew past my neck.
"Never let your guards down. You have to keep a constant lookout. Who's ahead of you, behind you, sideways from you, above, and even below you," a deep voice said behind me. I turned my head to see another man, just a bit taller than Sulfur. In his hands were two knifes. I could tell he was already aiming at me with his eyes.
"Tolkio Mawer. State: Boston. And you must be Sophie? The one who's a squirrel and know nothing but climbing trees?" he taunted loudly. "Tsk tsk. I'll bet you won't even last through a day in a terrain without trees."
"What are you? Five? Everyone knows Boston isn't a state! It is a city, idiot. You are from Massachusetts; Boston, Massachusetts."
I took out my last knife and charged at him. I got a hold of him, ready to stab the knife in him, when someone threw me and Tolkio apart from each other. I landed and skidded across the floor.
"It is time to get of the train," a woman said ahead of us. I looked outside the window and realized we weren't moving at all. "And, save the fighting for the arena," she glared at the two boys. Then she looked back at me. "You didn't try to fight them did you?"
I shook my head.
"Alright you two. Come with me. I will determine your punishment."
I couldn't help but smile.
"But she was-" said Tolkio.
"I don't care. Come with me, now!" she stomped out of the hallway, dragging the two bullies. One of them looked back at me. Clearly, he didn't look so happy. I laughed silently. The boy's face turned beet red as he slowly raised his hand and made a slashing motion at his neck. After that I walked straight back into my room to pack up my stuff.
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"Let's welcome this year's tribute!" someone announced over the speaker as we got off the train. A round of applause was given. Ahead of us were rows and rows of people, shouting and cheering at us. I was sure that this sound could be heard miles and miles away. Each state had their own floor.
"Come with me you two," a lady said to me and Tomen. "You guys will be on floor 11."
The doors of the elevator opened and we walked out. The lady guided us to our own rooms where we put our stuff down.
"Lunch will be in the cafeteria at the lobby in four hours. For now, you guys may do whatever you want," she said and with that she walked back into the elevator. I watched as the elevator door closed, wondering if there's any real door away from this place. I felt a tap on my shoulder.
I spun around fully this time to see Tomen with the usual smile.
"Want to go and explore this place? We still have a long time till lunch begins."
Speaking of food, I felt my stomach grumble of hunger. I didn't have a chance to eat breakfast today. "Sure, but let's go and find a snack area first. I'm hungry."
"Okay."
We started to search around our floor. To me, this was way more epic than what we have at home. Our home was only two stories high. The top level contained about only four rooms. But this was the largest floor I've ever seen. There were delicate carvings on the wall as decorations. And the floor was polished very smooth. To me, this looked like a castle.
"Oh, it's a swimming pool. An indoor swimming pool!" I said happily. I love to swim. That was my favorite sport.
"Let's look at that room. Think there's candy there," he said as he dragged me away from the pool.
He opened the door as we approached the room. I gasped. Inside was piled with candy, every single kind. The candies were in a huge stack on the ground. There were no tables, just a room full of candy. And the best part was that this room was just for us, meaning we get all of it.
"This is awesome!" I said as a raced inside the room. "Don't you love this place?"
I heard a muffle and turned around my head. Tomen was already buried in the stash of sweets. You barely could see him, except for his legs. I laughed as I took a piece and ate it. Yum! Then something came to my mind.
"Tomen," I began to say.
No response. I sighed as I walked over to him, who was still buried deeply. Can he even breathe in that? I wondered.
"Tomen!" I repeated louder.
"What?" he replied faintly.
"Are you sure we are allowed to eat these? I mean who will put a room full of candy here?" I asked.
"Of course we are allowed to eat it. After all, who cares?" he said as he opened another piece and ate it. Then he stuck his head back into the pile. "I'm going to look for some chocolates. They are apparently very rare. So far I haven't even seen one!" he said as his voice quieted down to a whisper.
I sighed again. I defiantly do not want to be here. I rather be training.
"Okay. I'll go and train. You can come if you want," I said not even sure if he had heard me.
"Whatever," he murmured.
I walked out of the room, not after helping myself to some candy though. Also, I took a few and put them in my pockets, just in case I felt snacky in the middle of training. As I rode the elevator down to the bottom floor, I thought about what activity I wanted to do. Then I came to the final decision, I shall learn all about how to make stuff in the game! No one was there at that station but I continued walking over there. Who knows, maybe this will help me survive the games. After all, we don't have to kill people do we? I thought. All there was to that station was a book, full of formulas, and a computer where you can log in. I entered my information and began to practice. Then a pop-up screen appeared. "Congratulations on being the first person to use this station..." I skimmed through the passage to the very bottom, "You will find a book full of formulas in your inventory when the game starts." I smiled as I closed the screen and the computer. Might as well practice something else.
"Everyone, please be in your level now. Your stylists will come in a few minutes. Remember, today is your opening show," the announcer boomed over the speaker just as I was going to start another session. Sighing, I walked out of the training center and rushed up to the eleventh floor. I couldn't wait! The doors of the elevator opened with a ring. I ran out tried to find Tomen. He was no where to be found. [Could he still be in the candy room?] I wondered as I pushed opened the door. There was a large hole in the floor with piles of dirt around it. I slowly approached the pit and peered over. Inside was Tomen, digging up the floor.
"Tomen! What do you think you are doing?" I half yelled half asked.
He looked up and smiled, "Digging!" Then he went back to work as if nothing was wrong.
"And why are you digging?" I raised my eyebrow.
"Candy! There's a huge chocolate with gold wrappings inside! And there also might be a blue one inside! It's true! I read it on a piece of paper! I will get that golden candy and rule the world!" he said playfully as continued digging nonstop.
I shook my head. Sometimes, I wonder how old he was. He looked like he was about my age, or even older than me. But seeing him like that reminded me of a five-year old.
"Okay. Let's get this straight. You decided to dig a huge hole in this floor just for a piece of candy that might not even exist."
He nodded.
"And the best part about this is that we are on the eleventh floor!" I continued with my voice rising slowly.
"Oh. Right. We aren't on the bottom floor..." he said quietly and put down his shovel.
"What the heck? You just realized that? You are such an idiot!"
"Help!" Tomen cried as he tried to climb up the deep hole. Don't ask me how, but he managed to dig an eight feet hole. None of us were over six feet. How thick is this floor anyways? I asked myself as I reached over to help him up. Instead I got pulled in.
I landed it face-first in the soft dirt. Getting up, I spat out the dirt in my mouth and turned my head, facing him. "And what was that for?" I asked.
"Hey it is not my fault!"
"Then who's fault is it?"
"Yo-uh...I don't know. But at least we both learned something from this experiment."
"Yes. We sure did. We learned something that nobody in this world knows," I said sarcastically as I rolled my eyes.
"Yeah! We-I mean I learned that you are very weak. And what did you learn?" he asked as he tilted his head.
Sometimes, like now, I felt like I wanted to strangle him.
"Moving on," I said ignoring his question. "We should focus on getting out of this hole."
"Let's climb up!"
"Yeah. Sure. Fun..." I commented sarcastically once more.
He scratched his head. "You think it's fun?"
"Sarcasm, Tomen. It's called sarcasm!" I loudly said as I closed my eyes trying to think.
"Oh I get it now. Then wanna dig down? And see where this floor ends?" he asked handing over a shovel to me.
"Wait. I don't think this is a floor at all," I said slowly.
"Huh?" he asked looking at me confused.
"What we are on and surrounded by is dirt. Soft dirt. And what kind of floor is made out of this. And since when have you seen a floor that is eight feet, and counting, tall?" I asked.
"So where are we?" he asked.
"I don't know. But for now let's get out of here. I thought of a way," I said to him. I walked over to a wall next to me and started punching out dents, or mini holes. I put my hands and feet on those holes and started climbing up, reaching the top. Looking down, to see if Tomen had followed, which he had, I started looking for my stylist. Just then I heard the elevator door open.
"Tomen, hurry let's get out here!" I whispered as I pulled him out the room and slammed the door behind me. "Go!" We both ran away as possible from the room. Out stylists stepped in front of us.
"Hi! I'm Tamiko," I tall white lady who was wearing a flowery dress smiled at us.
"And I'm Silena," another lady said. She was wearing just a simple shirt with jeans.
"Come one, we will get you all dressed up. But first, you guys will have to take a shower. Where have you guys been?" Tamiko asked.
I looked down at myself and for the first time, I realized how filthy I was. From head to toe, I was covered in dust and dirt. My shirt had turned grey and my pants weren't any better.
"We discovered something in-" Tomen started to say happily.
"In our room," I interrupted giving Tomen an evil glare.
"Right," he stopped himself.
"Okay..." Silena said obviously not buying our story. "Let's focus on getting you guys cleaned up, shall we?"
"Yes. Great idea."
We were led to a shower place. I went in one and closed the door behind me as I turned on the water. I sighed in relief. So close for the others to realize we discovered something. Quickly, I rinsed off all the dirt. After I was done dressing up, I walked out of the shower room. Tomen still wasn't here yet.
"Alright, while we wait for him, let us tell you what we are planning. For the past weeks we were trying to find clothes that will best fit you and Tomen. Here is what we have chosen." the stylists said as they took out a long dress. It was so beautiful. The dress was black in the top. The bottom was light blue with sparkles on them.
"Am I going to be wearing that," I asked.
"Yes," Selina answered.
"What's going on?" someone behind us asked.
"Tomen, you are very slow," I said. "Anyways they gave told and showed me what I'm going to where tomorrow. I believe they are going to do the same with you."
"Okay. And how did you know it was me. Do you have eyes on the back of your head or something?" he asked seriously.
"Or something," I answered.
"Huh?" he asked again.
"Never mind." I looked away.
"No I have to know!"
"Geez. Stop making a big deal over nothing!"
"So do you have eyes in the back of your eyes?"
"Sure I do," I replied being sarcastic.
"Oh. I wish I had them," he replied sadly.
"You are still not getting this sarcasm aren't you?" I asked.
"I don't know," he said and faced the stylists. "So what am I going to wear to the ceremony?"
"This," the two stylists said at the same time. They held up a black shirt along with black pants.
"That's it?" Tomen complained. He obviously wasn't happy with the clothes. "How come she gets to wear that and I only get to wear this?" he whined as he pointed with his finger.
"You'll be happier as the ceremony begins. Trust me. If you are not happy afterwards I will give you something. I promise," Tamiko said.
"Okay," the boy replied.
"Well, let's get you guys all ready for this. The ceremony will start in thirty minutes," Tamiko said as she led us to a large room. Inside were a few chairs and a huge mirror, almost as big as the wall. You guys may change in the bathroom over there," Silena said.
A few minutes later we were done.
"You guys look awesome!" Tamiko complemented.
"Thanks," I replied.
"Now, here take this," Silena said as she handed over a remote control. It was a small one, about the size of a wallet. On it was a red button.
"Don't press it until we tell you to at the ceremony," Tamiko warned.
"No! Press it! You should!" Tomen interrupted as he started to reach over.
I quickly backed away.
"And that is exactly why we gave that to you, not him," Tamiko said. She turned towards Silena. "And I'm glad we made the right choice."
"Everyone, please get into your chariot. The ceremony will begin in five minutes!" someone announced.
"That's the call," Silena said. We were led to a long hall, with thirteen chariots with two horses each. Every chariot was numbered. Tomen and I got on the eleventh one.
"Remember about that remote!" Tamiko called out as she exited outside the hall.
One by one, the other members started to get in their chariot. Not sure what to do now, I sat down and started to pat the horses in front of me. One of them was white, pure white. Another one was pure black.
"A black one and a white one. Peace!" I said to Tomen who wasn't listening at all. We were the only ones with a black and a white. The other horses were different shades of brown. The sound of horns blasted our ears as the doors opened. It was dark outside. A red carpet ran through the middle of the two sides. We were going outside. A loud cheer ran out from the audience. One by one, the horses began to pull the carts.
"Let's welcome Virginia," the announcer said as the first chariot entered the audience's view. They waved and the audiences cheer louder.
"Second. Say hello to Massachusetts!" the announcer continued.
Soon after a while, we were next.
"Eleven, cheer for New York!" the person said over the speaker. We slowly proceeded forward. I scanned my eyes around the audiences and found our stylists.
"Push it!" Tomen eagerly said.
"No!" I whispered back. I looked up at the audience, still keeping an eye on the stylists, and waved. They cheered. "Wave to them!" I nudged Tomen, who was just standing there.
"Fine," he whispered back. Using both of his hands he waved. I continued doing the same thing. Then, out of the corner of my eyes, I saw Silena make a pressing motion with her hand.
"Alright. I'm going to press it now," I told Tomen as I pressed the red dot. Suddenly behind us, red missile like things burst out. Boom! I looked up. Fireworks. Immediately the audience quieted down as they watched. Red, blue, green, orange. Colors filled the sky.
"This is amazing!" Tomen cried out. The audience began to cheer again.
"Look!" I said as I pointed to our clothes. Instead of the black colors, out clothes were now glowing, shining bright with neon colors. The colors changed constantly. Every one was amazed at us. Even the announcer, who almost forgot to say the next two states. This was the best day ever! The fun soon ended as we went back into the building. Each tribute started to board on the elevator.
"Show-offs," someone said. I immediately recognized his voice.
"Sulfur!" I exclaimed. He was glaring at me. "You are the one who got in trouble. If I were you, I wouldn't do anything this time."
"You think I'm weak don't you? Wait till you see my team's leader," he huffed as he turned around and stalked away.
"You know him?" Tomen asked behind me.
"Yep," I replied under my breath. This is only the first few days. And so far, I already made an enemy.
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Autumn had just come back from the kitchen. Holding a glass of water in each hand, she walked over to her computer. What's this? she wondered as she picked up a piece of paper in front of a computer.
"Help! I'm being pulled into the game of Minecraft…" Autumn read slowly. Who wrote this? And what is this laptop doing here? And why did I bring two cups of water?
She sighed as she continued her game of Minecraft.
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"Time to sleep!" Rick said as he closed the lights in his room. Why is the light on in the house? Where is it coming from? he wondered as he got out of bed and walked into a bright room. Who's room is this? He looked at the papers on the desk. They looked like homework assignments. Sophie Storm, he thought. Who is she? And why does that name sound so familiar? Shaking away that thought, Rick turned out the lights and walked back to his room. Soon he was fast asleep.
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"Did you delete all the memories from their friends and families?" someone asked in a dark room.
Hitting the enter key, the second person replied, "Yes. It's all set. They won't remember a thing about them."
"Good," the first person replied as he walked opened the door and walked outside. The faint stream of lights shined on him, revealing his mask which covered up his whole face.
A red light began to flash. The second person looked back at the computer. "Error" the screen read. No! It can't be! the person thought as sweat poured down his face. Quickly he unplugged the computer, shutting it down.