She's an exotic beauty living in the deeps of District Four. A strange one many might say. Tan skin not from the unmerciful burning sun, but skin darkened from the genes of her father.
With her being her sisters only protector and provider, what ca...
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Scene 11 | | The Board game begins.
The Gamemakers have their Pawns, Knights, Rooks, and Bishops set in place. With the White Rose King untouchable on the chess board. Seemingly being the one really moving the pieces.
Sixty seconds was how long Jenesis had to stand on this platform. She had to wait one minute before the gong would sound and release them. Step off of the metal circles they stood on before the one minute, and the mines would blow your legs off. Sixty seconds and Jenesis for some reason was clam. She was shaking inside, but she occupied herself by looking around the cornucopia. She was aware and could see everything. The giant golden horn shaped like a cone with a curved tail stood yards away from her. The mouth was overspilling with things that would decide life and death. Food containers, weapons, garments, weapons, fire starting stuff like matches. The deeper into the cornucopia, the more the valuables increased.
Jenesis could see all sorts of goodies that would protect them from bad weather. She was surrounded by forestry. A dark green haunted looking forest that seemed to have draping trees. The forest screamed death and warnings, daring anyone to enter. Jenesis's face was dead serious, she was attentive, and the gears in her head were turning like never before. The arena is gonna be hell. Finnick Odair had told her. It sure looks like it. She thought. The forest was dark and gloomy, but that was the only land. She couldn't run from this bloodbath, she and her alliance needed the goodies. Not matter how much sponsors they had.
Imani and Treyvon! She thought immediately.
Jenesis began snapping her neck in every possible direction. There. Imani was a couple stands down from her, a good and strategic distance from her. When their eyes caught each other's, Imani had given her a small smile despite the clear fear and attentive look on her face. Jenesis nodded her head as she turned to look for the other ally from Seven. Treyvon. She was aware that time was ticking, and was ticking fast. But she couldn't bring herself to look at the timer, till she was done looking at literally everything.
He wasn't on their side. Jenesis let out a sharp breath as she realized he was on the other side of the Cornucopia. She didn't even bother looking at Imani, knowing the girls first thought was to find Jenesis and Trey. She most likely knows by now that Trey isn't on their side. No Careers were near her either. They were a safe distance away, and all had different weapons too. They wouldn't be going for the same area in the Cornucopia, they would group up like usual after the bloodbath was over. Zayden wasn't on her side either.
