I woke up to Enobaria shaking me. "Come on! You have training in one hour!" She said. I jumped up. I had to be ready. I jumped up from the bed as Enobaria walked out of the room and shut the door. Laying the floor was the same outfit that I had worn to training in last year's games. I put it on and put my hair in the same style that I had worn in last year's games: two braids that fed into a ponytail. After I was finished, I looked in the mirror. I looked the same as I had last year.
I started walked down to the Training Center with Brutus. After last night's encounter, we made a decision to take the stairs. Besides, it was good exercise. We made it down there, and it appeared that we were one of the first pairs to arrive. Brutus went off to the spear throwing station, but I went to the fire making one. I wanted to wait to show off until more tributes arrived. I noticed that Brutus was pretty handy with the spear. I looked over at some of the Gamemakers, who were nodding in approval.
I had just started a fire when Katniss and Haymitch walked in. I stopped and glared. Haymitch whispered something to Katniss, and they split up. Katniss went to the fish hook making station. Haymitch went to the camouflage station. When they settled, I started with my fire again. The tributes from 3 joined me, and begun to start their own fire. They were quietly talking to each other, but I didn't pay much attention. I saw Katniss talking to the old lady from 4. She then walked over to the archery range. It was updated with a new hologram program, and I want to see what Katniss could do.
She stepped inside the glass room and the lights dimmed. It had started. Katniss fastened an arrow into her bow. I stood from my fire, and walked over to where the old lady was standing, outside of the room. I stared. She shot every hologram. All of the tribute started walking over to watch. When Katniss finished, Mags started clapping. Everyone else stared. I turned, and Cashmere and Gloss, the tributes from 1, were behind me. They were the brother and sister, who won one year after the other.
"We want you in our alliance." Cashmere said. I raised my eyebrow, and Gloss nodded.
"You haven't even see me train." I said.
"We saw your games, and you have what it takes." Gloss said.
"Okay." I agreed. "But only of you let Brutus in too."
He had become my friend since the first games, and he and Enobaria were the only ones that didn't think me insane out of all of the victors. They agreed, and I went to Brutus. He was still practicing with his spears.
"Brutus. I struck us an alliance with Cashmere and Gloss." I said.
"Good." he replied. "There's the knife throwing station. No one's there." he pointed out. I walked over, and picked up fifteen knives. No more playing around. I started the stimulator and waited, with two knives clutched in my hand.
Thud!Thud!Thud!Thud!Thud!Thud! Six holograms down. Thud!Thud!Thud!Thud!Thud!Thud! Three left. For the last three, I threw the knives while running. It seemed to draw attention. Now all the tributes were standing at my window. I turned off the machine and put the knives down. I walked over to the spear station. Perfect. Sword station. Perfect. I was flawless at every station. Finally, I walked over to the archery range. Katniss' face fell as I picked up the bow she had used and walked into the range. All eyes were on me. The machine started. I wasn't as good as Katniss, but I could see it in her eyes that I was decent. Katniss glared as I stepped out. I smirked as I put the bow away. Mouths were open as I walked by. Brutus joined me and followed. Then Cashmere and Gloss. I looked back and smiled. I was this year's leader.
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Catching Fire: Clove (Completed)
FanficYou have already read about Clove's hunger games. Now it's time for Catching Fire. All rights reserved to Suzanne Collins.