A crossover between The Hunger Games and The Maze Runner.
The 74th Hunger Games have arrived, and guess who the tributes for District 12 are? You're right. And wrong.
They are Katniss and Gale.
When Katniss opened her eyes in the arena, only v...
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As soon as we enter the building a group of weird looking Capitol people usher me into a room where they ask me to strip down.
"What, no." I clutch my shirt tightly while shaking my head violently at Venia, Octavia and Flavius. They are all weird looking - Venia has gold tattoos above her eyebrow and aqua hair, but at least she's better than Octavia who looks like Shrek with her green skin. Flavius, well first off he's a guy, or let me be more specific, a male. Yet he doesn't really look like a decent guy. He has orange hair and he wears a purple lipstick. Trust me bright orange and deep purple doesn't really go well together.
"Come on Katniss," Venia rubs her temple in frustration. "Just take it off we need to clean you up," She sighs.
"Not with Flavius here," I eye Flavius, which is applying a new layer of purple lipstick.
On hearing his name he dramatically rolls his eyes and glares at me. "You're the first tribute to be so hard. Just freaking take of these stupid clothes and let us clean you up damn it!"
I sigh, suddenly remembering the deal with Haymitch. "Fine do whatever you want,"
"Finally," Venia mutters as she moves forward and strips me bare in one swift tug.
They throw me into a tub where they scrub off every inch of dirt on my body and at least some of my skin I swear. After that they have to rid my body hair, which are all over my body. The feeling isn't pleasant, imagine somebody stick a tape on your hair and pull it real hard and fast with all your hair being pulled out, leaving you sore and that burning sensation.
I hope 3 hours of suffering in the Remake Centre really mean something. When I'm shiny clean, and rid of body hair, Venia, Octavia and Flavius smile and nod in approvement. "You look presentable now, let's send you to Cinna."
***
Turns out Cinna is a guy. Again. Why is my life so hard.
At least he looks more like a normal human being than the rest. He's dressed in normal clothes and has a normal hair style, though he has golden eye liner to prove he is a Capitolian.
I don't bother wearing the robe when I meet him. I know he is going to ask me to strip down again. So here I stand, naked, in front of Cinna as he walks around and inspect me.
After several seconds of awkwardness he walks away and gestures for me to follow. "Put on your robe and we'll have a chat."
When we sit down, I ask him a question that's been in my mind for a few minutes. "Are you new? I've never seen you before in the Games."
He nods. "This is my first year,"
I snort. "No wonder they give you District 12," Being the lousiest district in the country we usually gets this kind of new stylists.
"I requested for District 12," He says, not giving further explanations.
Cinna presses a button on the table and it splits, a second table appears holding our lunch. I can never get use to Capitol meals.
