The Cholo Hunger Games: Honor of Mockingjay

The Capitol

~Jezebell's P.O.V.~

Curtains wide, mockingjays singing my favorite song and a delightful tray of breakfast at my bedside. I rise from my high, canopy covered bed and step down the small set of steps, on the side of the bed, down to the bedroom floor. I step in my pink fuzzy slippers and wrap myself in my shimmering pink robe. I pick up the glass of orange juice and sip just a bit before I set it down once again and head out to my balcony, pass my already opened glass doors and golden curtains. I step out and gracefully place my hands on the railing of the balcony and look over the Capitol. My Capitol. All mines. I smiled and inhaled the fresh air.

But my peace is interrupted by the sound of my bedroom door opening. I frowned and turned to her. A red-headed Avox girl stood before me. I never bothered to learn her name, or any other Avox's name. They're not important and aren't allowed to speak to anyone anyway, unless authorized to. But this girl, I had her tongue cut off. I could've been harsher but, at the time, her pleading got annoying and my mood was generous enough to stop it. It's better than killing her, right? Of course I'm right. But not personally cutting it off, of course. I would never let my gorgeous skin touch any of them. So, i had one of my servants do it.

She offers me a change of clothing, by gesturing. I nod my head in approval and she sets them on my bed and leaves. At that, I turned back to the view of the Capitol. I'm getting pretty bored of the regular events here. The thought of events brought me to the thought of the Hunger Games. But, the date for them are set for another four months! Then I had an idea...I have the power to start my own event whenever I want. Or even better, I can take control of the preparations for the Quarter Quell!

A grin crosses my face and I go back into my room, closing the balcony doors and curtains behind me with the simple click of a button on the wall nearby. I hurry out of my room and to my mother's room.

"Mother! Mother!" I yell, running into her room and jumping beside her on her bed.

She was still sleeping so I began shouting.

"What?" She mumbled, first. "What!" She said, yelling slightly.

I gasped, dramatically. "You dare answer me 'What!'?" I say, jokingly. Then I started laughing.

She laughed along and sat up. "Yes, darling?" She said in a calmer voice.

"I just wanted you to be aware of my thought to begin a new event," I say with my always charming smile.

"Oh! Delightful!" She exclaimed. "Like a race, maybe? Or maybe a fashiom show?" She said with much enthusiasm.

"No," I started. "I want to take control of the Quarter Quell. Make it my own."

"Oh," she said. Her smile weakened along with her voice. "Don't you think we put the districts in enough despair? I mean, we obliterated 13 due to their action and 12 has died out of neglect. Why put them through more hurt? Plus, your brother is in district 6 and is entered into the reapings too. It's unnecessary."

"My entertainment is unnecessary?" I pouted.

"No, no, no, baby," she said hugging me. "I just don't think you can handle all of that."

"I can. I promise I can," I protested.

"Well..I'll let you try, but don't pressure yourself. Team up with the gamemakers and let them do all the work from your ideas."

I laughed. "As if I would do anything more."

She laughed with me. "Now leave. Beauty sleep." Then she turned away and fell asleep.

"Sure," I said getting up and heading to the door.

"Wait," I heard her say. "What are you planning?"

"We do the same reaping then put the tributes in a house together while the arena is being prepared. They can even name themselves as a group. As they groe closer to one another, they'll be placed into the arena and, just like the Games, fight to the death. The number of winners this time will vary towards my mood," I explained. "Anymore details, I'll have you informed.

I saw her nod then shoo me away. I walked out and closed the door behind me, went to my room and changed my clothes. I have a very important meeting with the Gamemakers today. Maybe I can even mention my dear old friend. Jay.