It's day one on this stupid train.
The train is fancy as ever, i really dont get the point of all these decorations, this train is just leading to our death. So what i see is the capitol has enough money to make this death train luxurious as hell but doesn't help the districts where people are dying of hunger?Ya. That makes sense.
i find my way around this train, in my living quarters. I take my hair out of this stupid fancy reaping hairstyle that my mother did before my world fell apart. Inside the drawers there a midnight blue dress in there, somewhat my size, but why is it in there, that i dont know.
We meet our mentor (Elliot Willowy) kind of a asshole if u ask me. He calls us over, Oak runs like he's going to get a lollipop, seriously Oak your 15 and going into the hunger games take that stupid smile off your face. Elliot goes over the games, the normal stay alive, dont get killed, find food. During our death talk he always seems to gloat about himself during the speech, saying how the games are so easy and how he gave our district pride.
No. Its the Hunger Games, its never easy.
I honestly dont get the point of these "dont get killed talks", we are forced to watch the games every year, so why tell us about it, just run to cornucopia, grab your death tool, run away, find food/shelter and try not to die. Then we have the whole allies talk, why even bother. No one is going to make allies with Oak he walks around like a chicken with its head cut-off. Something is seriously wrong with this kid, i dont know if its a act or theres a story behind him, because something had to make him this way ( i still believe when he was little he ran into a tree and never recovered)
Sometime during Elliots useless speech i actually listen.
" Every tribute has their spark, you just have to find a way to ignite it"
And thats exactly what im going to do.
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Johanna's Games
FanfictionEver wondered how Johanna did in her games and how she won? She played weak but inside she was deadly