Im walking around slowly in President Snow's beautiful mansion. But as i sharply turn a corner, i see the man himself. I jump at the sight of him, but he keeps his calm composure.
"Very impressive, Enobaria, the trick with the teeth, how sneaky!" He complements unkindly. I can tell he's unimpressed. Im scared.
"Its not that the Capitol residents dont find you insperational, its just that the districts are not too over-excited. You used a weapon that was not provided or given by sponsers, which could be classed as cheating." he says slyly. "You need to be punished, i have an idea,"
"What? I'll do it!" I desperatley ask.
"Lets see about that," he counters.
An hour later i am staring in the mirror, looking at my bedraggled reflection. My teeth, a fang shape, inlaid with gold. Its scary, really. Im not at vampire, or a beast.....
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Enobaria's story: The 62nd Hunger Games
FanfictionIt's Enobaria's story this time, so how well do you really know the vicious career who ripped out her opponent's throat with her teeth? This book will entirely change your perspective of Enobaria- she is not as vicious and as bloodthirsty as everybo...
