~ The 99th Hunger Games ~ (UNDER EDITING)

Chapter 9 - Private Training

Shias Sparrow's P.O.V - Head Gamemaker

Animal is first to have his private session. He walks to the centre of the room. "Animal Anikin, district 1." He then picks up a spear and throws it at the target. It lands dead centre in the middle. We all clap. He throws another, this time from further away. We clap once again. He then moves onto his combat skills with a spear, fighting a human hologram. I am upset when the timer goes off, signalling that his time is up.

"Unfortunately your time is up." I say. He nods and exits.

Next in is The girl from one. "Ami Portercollus, district one." She picks up the throwing knives and launches several into the manikins. When she is finished she goes to leave.

"You still have time left." I say.

"Yes, but I don't need it." She exits, I am unsatisfied.

The next tribute is Vare. "I am Vare Marin, district 2."

"Go ahead Vare." I say.

Vare starts with the mace, he takes several and throws them into the manikins. He then calls on a hologram to fight with. He easily fights off three with his mace. He then shows us his skills with a dagger, killing three holograms that had weapons of their own. We clap with each hit.

DING!

The timer rings. "Oh I'm afraid that's all the time we have Vare. And what a shame, I was enjoying that."

The next few people have their turns. Sasha was extremely good, Dust, Hazel and Stella were quite boring. Next in is Triton. He was excellent with a trident, long distant and short distant, I am disappointed when his time is up.

Libby Big's P.O.V - District 5

Mickey finishes his session. A name comes over the speaker. "Libby Big."

I walk into the gigantic room and stand on the X in the centre. "Libby Big, district 5." I say. They nod. First I go to the blowdart section. I show them my skills, hitting each target. I then sling the blowdart strap over my shoulder and head to the climbing section. I climb up the rope wall then swing from the ropes across the roof. I then perch myself in a small rope loop. I load the blowdart and aim. I'm not surprised when it hits it's target. The game makers clap and my timer sounds. I am dismissed. I walk back to where the other tributes wait to be called.

"How did you do?" Asks Mickey.

"I think I did well." I smile. "How about you?"

"I don't think they liked me very much." He says sadly.

"What did you show them?" I ask.

"I just showed them my skills with a dagger on one of the manikins."

"Well even if they give you a bad score that doesn't mean anything, it's just their opinion." I state. He smiles.

"Thanks."

I hear screaming and laughing coming from inside the room. Shivers run up my spine as I realise Climate is in there. She really is a psychopath.

Sharkie Mason's P.O.V - District 7

"Sharkie Mason." Says a voice.

"Good luck." Whispers Felicia. I smile at her. Maybe she is finally starting to like me back.

I enter the room, all the gamemakers are looking at me.

"Shark-" I begin.

"On the X please." One of them says.

I walk to the X in the middle of the room, embarrassed. "Sharkie Mason, district 7." I say. I then show them my axe skills. The specific axe that I use is the same as my mums. It's heavy so it does more damage. Also, it goes faster and further when I throw it. Not many people use this axe, because of its weight, but I think it gives the best results. I start with my combat skills, calling on five human holograms with axes.