Huntress POV:
I wake up and find that Lake is no longer beside me. I clumsily drag myself out of bed and go to brush my Capitol - whitened teeth. It will be a long day today. I hop into the shower and just press a bunch of random buttons not really caring what mode it will be set on. It turns out that no matter what shampoo you choose you will always turn out smelling like fricking roses. My favourite (cue the sarcasm.) I place my hand on this weird shock thingy and I am instantly dried. If we had this at home it would be great, minus the roses of course.
I turn out the door and walk into my room and find an outfit on my bed for training. It is simple, a black t-shirt and leggings and some sturdy boots. This is the first thing here that is my kind of style. We wear this kind of stuff at home all the time, in the summer at least. I linger in my luxurious room and soon Duke is pounding away at my door yelling at my to get my ass into the dining area.
"HUNTRESS GET OUT OF YOUR ROOM RIGHT NOW!!!" He yells at me while pounding away.
"NOBODY'S HOME SO YOU CAN STOP KNOCKING!" I yell right back. Duke just sighs and leaves. I come out of my room to breakfast and find everybody sitting there nicely, waiting for me of course. The table is lined with extravagant foods and I can't wait to dig in. Yum. I pile my china plate with scrambled eggs and bacon, or whatever its called here and start stuffing my face. I need to bulk up before I go into the games in four or so days. Haymitch puts his cup of liquor down and stares at me until I finish eating. It was very uncomfortable.
"Lets get right to business, do either of you have any secret skills you don't want the other one to know about?" Lake and I glance at each other and then shake our heads.
"No, I don't think so." Lake replies calmly.
"Good, that makes things so much easier. What can you do?"
"I can use a bow, and I'm fairly strong." Lake replies.
"I am decent at throwing knives, but I haven't really practiced. I've been known in my family to throw knives when I get angry so there's a fair amount of holes inour walls." I say smiling. Lake bursts out laughing and Haymitch smiles.
"Okay. Good enough, now get your sorry asses down to training. AND STICK TOGETHER!" He yells after us as we board the elevator. Soon I am rewarded with the pleasurable sight of the ground rushing up towards us and that falling feeling in the pit of my stomach. I love elevators. Hopefully after this week I will get to ride one again. As we reach the ground floor I start to get nervous. I feel like I'm not ready for this. Maybe I'm not. That would be hell to face the other tributes and have them all laugh at me. Hopefully that won't happen.
We are awaited by the rest of the tributes and the instructor, her name was Atala. She was nice enough, I guess. She seemed very strict and after she finished explaining what we were to do we were off. Lake and I immediately head over to the knife throwing station. I hit every target, right in the bullseye. A girl from twelve can do a lot. I glance around from time to time and it looks as if I am the youngest tribute. I can't wait to show the rest of them what a Donner can do.
Things just got real.
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Hey tributes! So I was wondering how you're liking my book. So I don't know who to put in as tributes so......... You can volunteer as one if you like, just answer these questions below.
A) Name and age
B) Weapon
C) Description - ex: hair colour, eye colour,
D) Personality
E) Allies
These are the tributes...
District 1 Girl:
District 1 Boy:
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District 3 Girl:
District 3 Boy:
District 4 Girl:
District 4 Boy:
District 5 Girl:
District 5 Boy:
District 6 Girl:
District 6 Boy:
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District 8 Girl:
District 8 Boy:
District 9 Girl:
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District 10 Girl:
District 10 Boy:
District 11 Girl:
District 11 Boy:
District 12 Girl: Huntress Donner
District 12 Boy: Lake Paterson
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Because I'll Win
FanfictionHuntress Donner is the younger sister of Maysilee and Tristen. Both of them had died in the games. Maysilee before she was born, Tristen last year. Huntress is twelve and her name is only in the bowl once. Only having one sibling left and having her...
