I look around. This is definitely Panem.
"Ever heard of this place?" The Doctor asks me. "Panem. Every year, the annual Hunger Games is hosted. Two tributes from each district are chosen to fight to the death."
Of course I already know what it is, but I reply "Woah. That's terrible."
"It is." The Doctor says, frowning.
"Why are we here?" I ask. "Are we trying to overthrow the Capitol?"
He laughs. "No! That's taken care of in the future. We're just here to watch."
"Watch? We're here to watch the Hunger Games? That's disgusting. Watch innocent children die, no. I won't do it. Take me back to London." I say, with utter disgust in my voice.
Again, the Doctor laughs. Does he have some sort of mental problem??
"We're sponsors. We help the tributes. We send them gifts, like food and supplies. It'll be fun! Plus, we're sponsoring a specific child."
A specific child. That's why we're here. To try to get someone out alive.
"Who is it?" I ask.
He smiles and says, "Follow me."
I do what he says, and about five minutes later, we're waiting for an elevator in a big fancy hotel. The elevator opens and we hop on, along with an overweight dude with tattoos all over his body.
"Hello." I say to the man.
He grunts and pulls out his phone.
"Rude," I whisper to the Doctor. He let's out a chuckle.
When the door opens, we walk out and into a huge suite. There are two California kind beds, plush carpet, and Bermuda bay walls. In awe, I loom around and find a hot tub on the balcony, over looking the Capitol. The bathroom has white walls and a diamond studded toilet and toilet paper holder. The tile is sea green and dark blue.
The Doctor motions for me to sit down on the giant beige sofa. When I sit down, I feel like I just sat on a cloud.
The Doctor holds out a silver remote and out of nowhere a TV appears from above the fire place. A man with pale green hair, eyebrows, and eyeshadow appears on the screen. Ceaser Flickerman.
"Hello ladies and gentlemen!!" Ceaser says on the TV. "Welcome, to the 69th annual Hunger Games! Here are the reapings from earlier today. Who's your favorite tribute? We'd love to know! Support your favorite! Here we go!"
And with that the reapings start.
From District 1, luxury, there's a tall girl with long black hair and a buff boy with cold, black eyes.
A girl about my age with straight blonde hair and a dark skinned boy are reaped from District 2, masonry.
A boy with glasses is reaped from District 3, technology, along with an older looking girl with white hair.
District 4, fishing's tributes are twins with tan skin and sun bleached hair.
District 5, power, has a girl with curly red hair, but the boy really catches my attention.
Maybe it's the curly brown hair. Or the electric blue eyes. Or maybe the freckles thrown across his face. Or maybe it's the fact that he's only twelve years old.
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Fiksi PenggemarEmma's life changes one day in math class when she meets a handsome traveler in a blue box...and he takes her to places that she thought were fictional but actually exist. (Rated PG)
