Katniss' POV
After many hours of pampering and showering, we are finally notified that the tributes are ready and the parade will shortly begin. Me, Peeta and Haymitch take our seats on the front row at the very end of the walk way, reserved for the district 12 mentors. The mentors are a little bit... thin on the ground this year. There is volunteers for 1,5,6,9,10 and 11. My EX best friend Gale is mentoring for 2 but I'm staying clear of him at all costs because I still believe he killed my sister. Beetee is with 3, Annie with 4 in which I want to go talk to her before the games start. Johanna is mentoring for 7 but doesn't look very happy to be doing it. Luna Lilygood and James-Coppice for District 8 after her new victory last year, then there's the 3 of us for 12.
The crowds start to get extremely busy behind us as the tribute parade gets closer and closer. Very near to where we are sitting we see President Paylor and other council members walking out to take a seat on the top of the enormous podium. Haymitch turns around to me and says "Keep an eye out on the other districts, we could find some potential allies for our tributes." We nod and turn back to the walkway were the gigantic door at the other end of the walkway are about to open to reveal the tributes. Suddenly the Panem's anthem starts up and the tributes start rolling out on beautiful decorated chariots larger than the normal ones to fit all 8 tributes onto then. First comes district 1, who are wearing a beautiful warrior's outfit decorated with shining pearls and diamonds. They are also wearing a diamond halo. The tributes look so determined, each one displaying a devilish smile upon their faces. Next comes District 2 who are looking just determined as 1. Wearing their standard dresses and suit but each has a special quality to it, they each include real rock minerals creating as great pattern of layers into the outfits. Then there's 3 wearing a jump-suit illuminated with glowing neon lights. Cool but nothing that would top the girl on fire's costume 26 years ago. Next 4 comes with a water animated dress that looks like the waves are coming out of the costume. District 5 has put on there usual show with their tributes dressing up as power-plant workers. You know you would think the stylists could come up with a new outfit for the tributes every year like everyone else, it's a wonder they haven't been killed yet or taken off the job. District 6 follows closely behind, they have a decent outfit of golden robes accompanied by a train track golden hair accessory around their head spiralling down to their waist. Next is district 7, they are dressed as trees but they have fake axes sticking out of the trunk and a paper head band. Then district 8, what can I say about them? They have a olden kings and queens costumes that are made from many different silks and cloths. District 9 is wearing jumpsuits covered in fake grain. District 10 are dressed as cowboys and cowgirls. District 11 are dressed as farmers of fruit and veg. Then the moment comes to show of District 12. I quickly grab hold of Peeta's hand. He quickly gives a sharp turn of his head, to see it's me holding on, kisses me on the cheek and turns his attention back to the chariots.
A sudden up-roar hits the walkway as District 12 takes centre stage. The chariot is rolling rapidly towards us and all I can see is something luminous coming our way. The. The bright light hits us as the district 12 tributes reach us. They are all dressed in stunning outfits, each wearing a dress or suit lighted up like coal on fire. But that's not the best part. To top everything they've already done, the stylists have far each one of them a cape to wear that is lit up with the fake flames I used in my games. I was so proud of the tributes and especially the stylists and it makes me think that surely this will bring in some sort of sponsoring in for the tributes. They reach the end of the walkway and President Paylor gives the introduction speech, exactly the same way Snow would used to give his. She gets and big round of applause as the tributes leave the walkway and she leaves the podium. But before she leave she has time to give me and Peeta a deadly evil glance. I look over to Peeta and then walk backstage to find the tributes and the stylists.
As we get to the District 12 chariot the tributes are just climbing off them and the stylists are helping he little ones. This year's Stylists for 12 are my old friend Tigris who had help us while we were trying to rebel against the Captiol and a new face. Her name is Lunia who has long dark brown flowing hair with silver streaks flowing down through them and shining in the sunlight. She also has beautiful chocolate brown eyes reflecting little silver specks within them. "You guys were amazing we are sure to get a few sponsors with that!" I say running up to the tributes and slipping on a wet patch on the floor.
"Kat, be careful you don't want to go breaking your neck or something sweetheart." Peeta calls trying to catch up behind me.
"Peeta I'm fine it's only a little bump that's all" I say to him as he tries to help me to my feet. "Lets make our way up to the apartment, shall we?" Before leading them all to the lifts and making sure no one is left behind.
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100th Hunger Games
FanfictionPresident Paylor has decided to restart the Hunger Games again 22 years after Katniss and Peeta successful rebellion. But this time there's a painful set of rules which could effect anyone and everyone throughout Panem including the Victors.
