The Hunger Games: Call of The Mockingjay

Chapter Two: From Trains to Chariots

    On the next morning, the sounds of the train hurriedly wakes me up. I dress myself in a simple t-shirt, some jeans and a black jacket and head off to the food cart. There they are sitting, eating their breakfast. Just silent, without any commentary.

"As our mentor, I think you need to give us some advice. The Hunger Games are in two days, you know." I say, sitting down on the chair near May. But she's still silent, without any words just drinking alcohol like there was no tomorrow, drowning her problems in alcohol.

"Are you just gonna stand there like a rock doing nothing?" I yell while throwing everything off the table, and add. "Well, no wonder almost every tribute you train dies in the Games, to you they were just kids without hope in these Games. Well, I have news for you, Eliza, I'm not going to let myself die ok?" as I wipe the tears off my face as I go towards the door somebody comes in yelling.

"What hell's hapening here?" when I look back, it's the man that announced us back at the reaping, Frederick Citadel. "Well, Eliza, can you explain what have you done now?" he says, looking at her, then he looks at me. "What's wrong with you sweety, are you hurt?"

"No, I'm fine".

The train stops, and when we look outside the window, a huge crowd is cheering. Different colors of the rainbow are painted in the crowds hair or faces.

"Weird" May says while looking at a boy with an animal print tattoo in his face. "Their fashion trend is worse than I thought." she whispers quietly in my ear. We both laugh in silence.

"Dear citizens of the Capitol, I bring to you the the tributes from District 12 for the 25th Annual Hunger Games X, Louis Mellark and May Howell!"

The crowd is wild shouting our names and lifting banners up so we could see them. The peacekeepers escort us to the Le Hottel De La Creem, a famous hotel built specially for the tributes of each game. Every team has it's own floor and bedroom.

We step inside the room. Everything is perfect, just like if this was made taking in consideration our personalities. The room's walls are green with white stripes. From the ceiling hangs a diamond lamp twisted into some kind of weird shape. The dining room is light green, with portraits of flowers.

I rapidly recognize the portrait of a katniss, the plant my mom was named after.

"Welcome to your room, if you need anything else, please, don't be shy to call me. Just press number zero and wait, ok?" says the manager of the hotel.

"What a beautifull view, May... May?"

Meanwhile- May's P.O.V

"Wow, I didn't think the hotel would be so big and glamorous... I could get used to this for a while."

I go up to my room, where Louis is waiting for me in the costume we're supposed to use in the chariot ride. "Hey, May. Like it?"   

"Well, I want you to meet our new stylist and the creator of what I'm wearing now, Barbara Di ' Lane and her makeup artist Vicky Ronaldy!"

"OMG! I can't believe the most famous makeup artist and designer are right here, aaahhhh!!!"

A little while ago... Louis's P.O.V.

As I start looking for May in the lobby, I stumble upon a weird duo of women.

"Hey, where are you May? Uhgf!" I trip with them and help them get up."I'm so sorry, ladies, can I do something to help you?" I say, apologizing.

"It's ok, umm, I have my wardrobe and everything. Let's head off to room 1202." one of them says while turning around.

"Hey, I'm from room 1202, the penthouse?" I ask.

"Yeah, that's the one." the tall girl comes out from behind the wardrobe with a big smile on her face." Oh, by the way my name's Vicky. Vicky Ronaldy head make up artist of your prep team." she says while we get in the elevator.

"And what's your name, if it isn't any bother?" I look at the pale, ashy blonde haired girl standing in the corner of the elevator.

"My name is Barbara Di' Lane, head of your prep team. Your stylist." she says, barely looking at me.

"We're here at the penthouse. After you." I open the door.

"You know what you would like to wear for the interview and the chariot ride?" she says while unpacking their stuff. "I'm thinking more like a black bodysuit with silver highlights and a silver cape that reflects the most beautiful thing of your district." she says while matching colors on the table.

"Well, I think that's a good idea to start off." I say while laying on the bed and closing my eyes.

"What do you think your doing, don't you know tonight's the ride?! Ok, so move your butt!" she says, hitting me with the pillow.

-Then May enters the room and the whole episode happens again-

"Everyone to their places the ride is starting in 5.4.3.2.1 aaaand go,go.go!"

The horses are being controlled due to the accident last year with the boy and girl from district 1 died because one of the horses ran wild towards the elactric barrier and killed the both tributes.

"The chariot ride is starting May!" I tell may getting on the chariot

 -Frederick Cetadel-

"Welcome, everybody, to the tribute presentations. I'm Frederick Cetadel in The Capitol News. I'm here with a stylist from the Capitol, Barbara Di'Lane, tell me, Barbara, what do you see here?"

"Well, Frederick it's a pleasure to be here with you. What were seeing here is the District 1 tributes.They are wearing diamonds around their regular clothes."

The Districts from One to Ten pass before us.

"There we have District 11 with flowers and fruits. Now, last but not least is District 12. They have a black bodysuit, with metallic highlights in their capes, revealing the District's inner beauty. Their carriage has flame thrower in its sides and they have live flames scattered throughout their bodies. I may say this design is seemingly based on Katniss Everdeen and Peeta Mellark's outfit during the 74th Annual Hunger Games. Curiously, the male tribute, Louis Mellark, is their son."

"Thank you Barbara for your time, and now with President June Raingear."

"Dear tributes, as you know, you will be launched into battle against your fellow tributes untill the last two survive, I wish luck to all of you. And may the odds be ever in your favor!"