100th Hunger Games

Training Day 1

Finn's POV

The next day, mom and dad come into my bedroom early to wake me up. Training starts today and I can't help but worry, i'll be in a room full of people way older than me who are determined to kill me. Maybe there will be the odd one who wants to form an alliance with me but I doubt it, I mean who would want to help a 7 year old boy who's probably going to die in the 1st day anyway?! I quickly get out of bed, have a shower and put on my training uniform that has been left on the side of the bed by Lunia the previous day. She is an amazing stylist but she is no where near as good as Mom says her stylist Cinna was 2 decades ago. The way mom actual got a special name from the crowd in the Capitol, "The Girl On Fire" they called her. I wish I had a name like that and now I'm determined as ever to get one so people remember me.

Once I'm dressed I go down stairs to meet mom, dad and Effie for Breakfast. When I get down there half the tributes are sitting eating at the table and the others are close behind me. "Morning Finn," mom calls to me from the other side of the table.

"Hey mom, hey dad" I call back and take a seat at the table to eat. The table is spread with a selection of cereals, toast, rolls and fruit stacked in a bowl of ice. There is also tea, coffee and hot chocolate in which I loved dipping rolls into just like dad. After breakfast, mom and dad take us all down to the training centre while Effie stays in the Penthouse. On the way down to the training centre, mom and dad talk to themselves about the day's plans and the tributes either mind their own business or talk to other tributes from 12.

When the door to the lift opens up it reveals quite a dark corridor covered in little lights to illuminate it. Mom walks us down to the training centre while dad stays behind to talk to an old friend. We walk along the full length of the corridor until we get to an enormous cage-like door it opens up to reveal half the tributes all together in a line. "Make sure you save your special skills until the private sessions, work on survival skills and any weaponry you may potentially need during the games." Mom says smiling towards me before ushering us into the centre, signing us in and walk away to find dad. It was now up to me.

Eventually all 96 tributes turned up and a young woman named Atala stepped forward and began to talk us though the next few days. "This is the training centre and in a few months 93 will be dead. The more information you take in over the next few days could depend on your outcome in the games. No fighting with the other tributes you'll have plenty of time for that in the arena. You will be required to do 4 compulsory activities an the rest will be individual training. My advice don't ignore the survival skills, everybody wants to grab a sword but most of you will die from natural causes. 10% for dehydration, 20% from infection, exposure can kill much as a knife." We were then unleashed to train as we wanted for while. I went straight to the survival skills starting with snares. The trainer at the Snares station seemed pretty happy to see me there possibly because that station was quite disliked by many. I immediately started to get the hang of constructing a simple snare, mom ha tried to teach me how to make a snare before but I could never get all of the knots and twists, some how this time I was a wiz at it. After a couple of minutes I turn around to see Kat standing behind me with another girl around her age closely beside her. "Hey Kat, hey..." I start but I had no idea who this other girl was.

"Hi Finn, this is Lucia she is from district 4 she was a close friend of Annie Odair's, you know the one who married Finnick Odair but died during the rebellion, the one who you were named after." Kat pipes up in a cheerful voice ad coming closer towards me "Can we join you?" I look at Lucia unable to figure out whether I could trust her or not. I decide to let her join in but not speak to her and ask mom later on her opinion of Lucia.

"Ok" I say to Kat and as she sits down I continue with my snares. Throughout the rest of the day we are able to complete the 4 compulsory activities for the day an go through the snares, plants, knots and fire starting stations surely I should be able to complete nearly all the survival stations by tomorrow and use the last day of training to focus on my weaponry. When dismissed I head for the elevator leaving Kat and Lucia behind I hit the 12 button and the lift jolts into action. On the way up I try to think how I could possibly tell Mom and Dad what had happened today without anyone else hearing so I decide to just blurt it out as soon as I get to the Penthouse.

When the lift chimes I sprint out and find Mom, Dad and Effie gathered in the sitting room in deep discussion. "What's the matter, sweetheart?" Mom asked after turning around to see me at the door, out of breath.

Katniss' POV

"What's the matter, sweetheart?" Was all I could say when Finn bursts into the room looking scared and out of breath. "Is someone trying to hurt you?" I get up and walk him over to one of the chairs.

"It's...It's Kat, she is trying to make me pair up with kids I have no idea who they are. I don't trust them and I'm afraid they'll kill me when the time comes. Please mommy, please daddy you have to help me!" Finn tried to explain but bursting into tears serveral times imbetween telling us.

"What's the other kids names Finn, we'll look into it for you, see if they really are safe allies or not." Effie says walking over and crouching down beside Finn.

"It's Lucia something I think. She's from District 4." Finn replies quietly.

"Ok, well you go to bed and get some sleep Finn, I'll come up later with some dinner. Don't worry" I say. "Everything's going to be ok, trust me". Once Finn had finished crying I lead him out of the sitting room and into his bedroom where I took him into bed and kiss him on the forehead, just as all the other District 12 tributes start arriving back from the training centre. Tomorrow will be the day where allies will begin to fall into place, who will we trust and who will be mortal enemies...