Here is District 5. Hope all of y'all enjoy. Sorry for not updating I'm working on getting back to updating every other day!
(Enter Flux Mazin POV)
When my parents come in to say goodbye to me they are shocked. I know they never expected me to do this. Upon meeting my eyes my mother begins to shake, small tears leaking from the corner of her eyes. I barley resist temptation to roll my eyes (so like hers) in impatience. Did they really have that little idea of what I was like now?
"Wh-why would you volunteer Flux?" she stammers, "Haven't we given you everything?"
"Yes Flux what entered your mind to have you act on a preposterous idea like volunteering for the Games?" asks my Dad.
I succeed again at not rolling my eyes but barley. Didn't they get it? They essentially abandoned Volt and I for years of climbing the corporate ladder in the District. I decide to flatter my parents into thinking my way. They are easy to appease which is why I've survived this long lying to them about anything and everything.
"Mother, Father you know how you always tell me to do my best in everything I do?" I ask them using a quiet, pleading tone that I know they would lap up.
"Yes." said my Father.
"Well I just wanted to make you proud on a bigger level." I say my voice wavering in all the right places. "I thought that winning the Games for you would be the biggest way to show you have much I appreciate you. I already do well in everything I do here, so now I have the chance to show the rest of Panem what a good job you've done on me."
I've done it now. My soft spoken speech has my parents wrapped around my fingers. My Mother is crying harder than ever now and squeezes the life out of me. My Father pats me on the back and whispered, "I'm proud of you son." Then the peacekeepers are escorting them from the room.
"Good riddance." I mutter.
Next my brother and friends pile into the room. They all sit at my feet and look up at me, as they usually do, as if waiting for orders. I'm more than happy to give them final instructions as I prepare to go off and become a legend.
"Remember everything you've learned from Volt and I. Get caught and you alone will pay whatever consequences the Peacekeepers decide to hand out. No ratting each other out. Volt is your leader now so obey him like you'd obey me. I'm going to be highly disappointed if when I come back I get a foul report on any of you. Got it?"
They all nod their assent and wish me luck in the arena. I don't need luck though. Once the Gamemakers see my skills in the private session the world might as well bow at my feet. As the others leave Volt stays behind.
"Go out there and knock them dead. Show them how brilliant you are. Trust no one, alright."
"I won't." Simultaneously we walk toward each other and pull the other into a brief hug. Then he's gone and I am on my way to the fame and fortune I've always wanted. Only 23 people stand in my way.
(Autumn Coville POV)
I sit in the dining car while I wait for Flux to board the train. Sitting with me is our mentor Taylor, a moody, brooding, defiant 18 year old who won the games four years ago. Also in my presence is Panem's dumbest woman, Savigne Maridel. I don't know how anyone could be this idiotic. This is how it's obvious that she's from the capitol. Nobody this stupid could be from the districts; they wouldn't last five minutes.
Savigne is really starting to get on my nerves. I know that despite the angry look I usually have in my eyes the rest of me is very doll like in appearance. I'm guessing that this is what's giving Savigne the idea that she could talk to me like I was 5 instead of 17.
"Now Autumn, when they bring the food out make sure to eat plenty. You look dead on your feet!"
I don't respond. She continues on.
"You got on the train fairly quickly. You and your family must not be that close."
I don't respond to that either.
"I can't wait to see what your stylist does for you. You'll be a star!"
My nerves are ready to snap. Does this woman ever stop talking? Taylor is effectively ignoring her as he's probably been doing since his own games 4 years ago. If she says one more thing…
"And I can't-"
"Do you ever stop talking?" I mutter. She hears me and looks supremely offended. I can't even begin to care. After that there is silence with is a relief from the last half hour I've just experienced. Soon Flux is boarding the train. I think Savigne forgives me over lunch; putting my attitude down as stress from the events of this morning. I shudder when I imagine the rest of this week with her.
Over the next hour it becomes apparent that none of the 3 of us-Me, Flux, or Taylor-has a very high tolerance for Savigne. From time to time I see Taylor shoot me and Flux small smiles that seem to say you'll get used to her eventually.
(Flux Mazin POV)
After our dinner we watch the reaping recaps. All the careers look like they are ready for battle. Also there are strong looking boys from 3, 7, and 12. I'm not worried. Soon as I find an ally worthy of me I'll have someone to watch my back and when the time is right someone to stab in theirs.
(Autumn Coville POV)
It all comes down to the Capitol. All those people I saw today; all of their fates are now sealed and most of them are heading to their doom. How could anyone look at that boy from 10 and only think (with excitement no less) of how he will die. I hope I don't witness his death. It is his face that haunts me as sleep finally finds me.
Just so you guys know I'm working on who will be allies with whom. Don't worry you guys will get the chance to approve of them. Hope y'all have been doing good.