Hi everyone! I'm back! Mainly because there were so many review encouraging me to continue writing. Thank you so much! I must really say that some of you are so eager to read that you took the trouble to review in my other story. So of course I cant bear to let you all wait in suspense.
To silvertrident: Thanks! Actually it is not based on the book because I dont have the hunger games book nor the Percy Jackson books. So im basically writing this story from my memory. Hope its okay.
To sociallyunknown: I'm currently thinking how I should play the games out. I've got some ideas I think might be good. Hope you like it. Thanks for the review!
To ArtofBoom: Thanks for reading my crossover. I actually hope that I can be the first few completed ones. I wrote this story because I couldnt find any completed HG/PJO crossover where the big three demigods help Katniss and Peeta. Most writers stop writing in the middle, and im left in the dark :(
Alright! Pls enjoy!
Katniss
Applause filled the room. The audience screamed and cheered for Glimmer as she walked out. The tributes in the room could watch the interview from a television inside the waiting room. Katniss watched as Glimmer walked out with a confident stride and a wide smile on her face. She waved to the audience, and they responded by waving back at her. Cesar shook hands with her, and they sat down.
"You look absolutely stunning tonight, Glimmer." Cesar commented.
"Well, I am getting ready to win these games." Glimmer replied.
"I'm confident in you." Cesar assured. "Any idea what you will be doing in the arena?"
"A very simple plan that will never go wrong." Glimmer smiled.
"Maybe you'd like to whisper your plan to us?" Cesar prompted.
"Sure. It's so simple. Go around killing everyone." Glimmer announced.
"Sounds good!" Cesar grinned. "Anything else you would like to say?"
"Yes. Just this one. Get ready to see me crowned victor of the hunger games."
"Of course, we will be waiting for you."
The buzzer went. Glimmer's interview time was up. Each tribute only had five minutes for the interview. Glimmer stood up and gave another winning smile to the crowd before leaving the stage, and walking off to another room.
So one by one, the tributes left and had their interview. Most of the career tributes played the angle of strong and dangerous.
Then it was Percy's turn. He took a deep breath and left. The audience all fell for his charming looks. They gasped when he walked on stage.
"So, Percy! How do you feel about the games tomorrow?" Cesar asked.
"Fine, I guess." Percy replied.
"Do you want to tell us how you got fourteen during your private session with the gamemakers? I'm sure we are all itching to know." Cesar said. A roar of approval was hear from the crowd.
"Well, I really don't mind telling all of you. After all, the other tributes probably guessed what I did." Percy shrugged.
Katniss was surprised at this. Usually, nobody revealed what they did during the private session unless they wanted to scare the other tributes. Maybe this was what Percy was trying to achieve.
"So what did you show the gamemakers, Percy?" Cesar asked, his voice filled with curiosity. The audience leaned in.
"It's nothing much, really. I just showed them a bit of swordplay. That's all. I really have no idea how I got a fourteen." Percy said, he looked down at his knees, blushing a little.
Wow, Katniss thought. This guy was a really good actor. Trying to win the audience over by looking humble. Good tactic, but Katniss wasn't going to fall for that.
"You must be excellent at it, Percy." Cesar complimented.
"The gamemakers must have been lenient too." Percy smiled.
The buzzer rang again. His interview was over. Percy stood up and shook hands with the host of the interview.
"This is Percy Jackson, from district five!" Cesar shouted, before Percy turned and left.
A few more tributes went, but it didn't really stand out from the rest. Then, it was District seven's turn.
"Next, we have our tribute from District seven, Thalia Grace!" Cesar yelled.
Thalia stormed out and shouted, "Don't you dare say my last name!"
Cesar jumped back. "Sorry. It's just Thalia then." He corrected himself.
Thalia took a seat.
"Your ferociousness is perfect for the games, isn't it?" Cesar joked.
"Put me in any type of arena, and I will still get myself out. That's for sure." Thalia said confidently.
"Your score of fourteen sure speaks for itself." Cesar agreed.
"That's right. You better look out for me." Thalia assured. Her blue eyes blazed with a determined look.
"Wow. That's one great spirit." Cesar said.
Thalia just said, "Don't underestimate me."
"Of course we won't." Cesar nodded.
The next tribute was the boy dressed in pitch black clothes. He walked out, hands in his pockets and without much expression.
"Please welcome our District seven tribute, Nico di Angelo!" Cesar shouted to the crowd. "Anything to say about your score of fourteen?"
"Just this: Watch out for twenty three ghost tributes at the end out the games." Nico said with a slight grin, like it was some kind of joke.
"Ooh! Sounds pretty scary. Is your nickname called Soul Searcher?" Cesar laughed.
"No. I am called the Ghost King." Nico smiled.
"Suits you then. Anything else you wish to say?"
"Look out for the shadows." Nico said simply.
"That's creepy." Cesar agreed.
The buzzer sounded. Nico stood up and hurried off the stage.
Katniss waited for about another half an hour before it was her turn.
The buzzer rang for yet another time, and she walked on stage. She tried her best to sit like how Effie had taught her to.
"So, Katniss. I must say you look absolutely charming tonight." Cesar said.
"Well, Cinna designed it for me." Katniss replied.
"Alright, some credit to your designer then. But I want to talk about you."
Katniss wanted to yell every foul word at the capitol for all this unfairness. Saying they wanted to talk to her, but actually they were waiting to see them all die in the arena. But she bit her tongue and waited.
"You volunteered for your sister. That was very brave of you. What would you tell her if she were her right now?" Cinna asked.
"I would tell her to wait for me, and that I will win the games for her." Katniss said, her throat slightly constricted.
There was silence in the room.
"Well, that was touching." Cesar said.
At the back of the auditorium, Katniss spotted Cinna. He signalled to her to make a twirl.
Katniss took the cue and stood up a little suddenly.
"Maybe let me do a spin for you?" Katniss asked.
"Sure." Cesar agreed excitedly.
Katniss walked slowly to the front, right in front of the audience. Then, she spun.
Flames leapt up from the bottom of her dress. It was the same type of special flames that were not hot. The audience 'ooh'ed and 'ahh'ed. Then, the buzzer went off.
"And that is Katniss Everdeen from District twelve! The girl on fire!" Cesar yelled.
Katniss walked over to the door at the side of the stage which led to an elevator that took her back to her district level.
She managed to catch some of Peeta's interview. Peeta joked for most of the time, about the Capitol showers, until Cesar asked a more serious question.
"So I'm sure you have a girl waiting proudly for you to win back at home." Cesar said.
Peeta blushed and shook his head slowly.
"C'mon, handsome guy like you, what's not to love?" Cesar prompted.
"It's not like that." Peeta protested. "I can't win this games."
"What do you mean?" Cesar asked quietly.
Peeta hesitated, then replied, "I don't think she knows about it yet. But I can't win this games because-because she came here with me."
It took Katniss a while to figure out what Peeta was trying to say. But when it had sunk in, she felt angry. She was angry at Peeta for using her just so that the audience would like him. He didn't actually mean it. How dare he say that?
There were some audience crying silently into a handkerchief. Some were too stunned to react.
The buzzer rang. Cesar stood up and said. "I'm really sorry to hear that, Peeta, but our hearts go with you. Good luck." Then he turned to the crowd. "Presenting, the star-crossed lovers of District twelve!" Peeta turned and went.
Katniss was ready for him outside the elevator on the twelfth level. The moment he stepped out of the lift, she pushed him hard. He toppled, losing his balance, and fell over a glass ornament. It shattered, and the shards pierced Peeta on the hands, which started bleeding.
"What was that for?" Peeta yelled.
"Who gave you the permission to say that in the interview? Now all of those people are going to think I am a weak target!" Katniss shouted back.
Haymitch intervened, pulling her back. "What happened?" he asked.
"She shoved me." Peeta said.
"He made me look weak!" Katniss retorted.
"Enough, you two. Now listen. Peeta gave you a huge advantage. By confessing his love for you made the Capitol angry at the gamemakers for starting the Hunger Games. It didn't make you look weak. It made you look desirable. After your screwed interview, do you think anyone would like you? No! But because of Peeta, the Capitol has fallen for the two of you! He gave you better chances at winning! Is that how you treat him?" Haymitch explained.
Katniss thought about it. That made some sense. Haymitch was right. Peeta's confession had indeed boosted her number of sponsors.
"Sorry." She said, not looking at Peeta. His hands were still breeding badly, and he was hurried off by Effie to clean up the wound.
"I'm going back to my room. I'm not hungry. I'll eat more for breakfast tomorrow, before the games." Katniss said. "Any more last minute advice?"
"Nope. Just stay out of the bloodbath, and find water and cover." Haymitch said.
"Okay. That's all?" she asked. Those advise she had already known. She'd even told Percy that.
"Stay alive." Haymitch smiled.
"Right." She said, before walking back to her room and locking the door. She took a bath, and changed into comfortable clothes before slumping on the bed. Tomorrow was the games. It was the big day. With that, she fell asleep.
Just to tell you guys, the next chapter will be the games already! But thats for the next chapter. You'll have to wait. Dont forget to follow or fav if you like this story. Please review! Thank you so much!