The Careers: Brutus – District 2 Mentor
I can remember everything from when I was a tribute. The first thing my mentors taught me was to strike quickly and never let my guard down. They taught me the kill was no place for emotion. It was simple. You see a tribute, you kill him, and then you move on to the next one. You never want to spend too much time fighting with a single tribute. It only creates opportunity for others to join or flee. This is the strategy that I've always stood by. It's the reason I'm still here today. It may not be the most exciting line of attack to the viewers at home, but it gets the job done.
In my Games there was never a tribute to cross my path who lived long enough to be killed by someone else. Even as a mentor I've tried my best to keep it that way. It's how I've ended up producing more Victors than anyone else. Unfortunately for me, this year's tributes don't seem to care much about strategy. Only blood.
I should have realized it sooner. Whenever I wanted to discuss tactics, all they seemed to care about was hearing Enobaria describe in graphic detail how she used to rip people's throats out with her teeth. I should have known right then that these trained killers were more her tributes than they were mine.
I've never been able to see eye to eye with Enobaria. I focus on winning and bringing pride to our District. She only seems to care about bloodlust and putting on a good show. That being said, I still wish that this year's tributes were as gentle as her.
Neither of us realized how sadistic this pair was until they stepped into the arena. After the Cornucopia, the District 1 careers grouped with ours as usual. Only it didn't last very long. Our tributes decided to spend the night hunting down the pair from District 4. I suppose they were upset with them for not joining the career pack.
Once they found them, the District 4 tributes were tortured for hours before they were finally allowed to die. Their smiles never faded until District 4's screams were finally silenced. After that, District 1 realized how vicious and twisted our tributes really were, so they bolted before Day 2.
The couple from District 1. Now they seem more like the tributes that I usually train. They're efficient. They kill quickly, and then they move on. They don't seek out vengeance or amuse themselves with the cries of their prey. They only do what is necessary.
Meanwhile, the District 2 tributes take their time. They like to toy with their victims before ripping them apart. It's sickening. I've already stopped caring whether they win. In fact, part of me hopes that they don't. There isn't a single tribute left in this arena that can bring our District any pride. I suspect that the other District 2 mentors must've known this would happen. At least now it makes sense why Lyme and Livia refused to help out this year.
Right now there are only eight tributes left. Our tributes are chasing after the girl from 10, like a couple of wild dogs. If they catch her, there's no telling what they'll do. Lucky for her, she's fast. Fast enough to outrun them going uphill. Neither of the District 2 tributes can match her speed. Unfortunately as she swiftly breaks through the edge of the forest, her momentum carries her right into the sword of the boy from District 1. At that moment all I can think is, Good for her. She got a quick death after all.
The next thing the cameras catch is District 2 reaching the spot where the girl's body lies. Enraged by their stolen kill, our tributes charge after 1. Our male tribute has just enough time to throw an axe into the head of the District 1 girl, before her partner guts him with a sword. Our girl knows she can't overtake him head on, so she retreats back down the mountainside. And just like that, eight tributes shrink to five.