Hunger Games Fanfics

Chapter 2 - Parting of Ways

I held my breath as the door opened. My power hadn't had time to return. The most I could summon with this level of power would be something as small as a notebook. A guard nodded at me, clutching his pistol.

"You are to meet with the Flames," he informed me, unlocking my chains from the wall, "Follow right behind me. Try anything funny and I will shoot."

I sighed and obediently followed him through the long, puzzling corridors of the building. At long last, we reached a huge red door that smelled off. I wonder what they sprayed it with? It automatically opened and the guard stepped behind me before pushing me into the room with great force.

Blinking, my eyes quickly adjusted to the dim light of the queer room. Several metres in front of me were six thrones in a row, each one metre apart. All were occupied- except one.

On the throne left most, sat a bored, young girl of about eight years old. To the right of her sat an young, weary lady, around twenty years of age. Next to her was another lady around the same age. Beside her sat someone clothed in white silk. She was considerably older- yet not too old. The last person, was also a woman. I'd guess she was the same age as White Silk, but her clothes were all black as were her eyes. The last throne was empty.

The woman in the middle stood up and her plain outfit transformed into a long, flowing red dress. The young girl's outfit also morphed into yellow mini-dress.

"Welcome, Skye," she smiled, eyes glinting, "My name is Scarlett and I welcome you to the order of the Flames."

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Sami's p.o.v

I sighed and stared into the distance. My final moments of freedom did not feel so great. I wasn't one to wield a weapon. I was the one who was not afraid to make mistakes in my own songs in front of huge crowds.

As I slumped in my chair, I felt someone pinch me.

"So," a voice sighed, "You got unlucky."

Jerking back to reality, I smiled sadly at the figure.

"It seems so, Makay."

Makay was one of my oldest friends and always stuck by my side. She used to be really shy and an introvert, but now she runs a charity for those in poverty.

"I don't want you to die," Makay sobbed, tears running from her eyes, "You saved me once, now I'll save you."

Makay smiled through her shimmering teardrop.

"I'll save you," she repeated, running out.

A tear dropped from my own eye.

Even if she wanted...

She can't.

Lalay's p.o.v

My mind was blank. I felt numb. Yesterday, I was Lalay one of the most succesful artists of the century. I woke up to be a tribute. I was sure I was safe. I had a lot of money to pay myself out of it, but now they don't accept the money. I must play no matter what.

Now, I am sitting here, in this small cursed 'farewell room.' Emotionless from the shock. I have four guests, but for now, I've rejected them.

I think I'll let them in now...

I nodded at the guard and the first two stepped in together. My parents.

They hugged me and cried and wished me luck. Then they left.

The next person came in. It was my sister.

She used the same routine as my parents and cried more heavily. Then she left.