The Ambrosia Games *slow updates*

Reyna-District 12-coal-Hephestus-The Roof

I lay in my bed, eyes closed, thoughts rushing threw my head. It was the morning after the chariot ride and my dam ADHD was acting up. Yes, I have ADHD, it is useful in a battle, but it was not pleasant to try to fall asleep with, knowing bad dreams would follow, so typically, I was up most of the night, only managing to sleep after four in the morning.

I opened my eyes to the new day, today "training" began. I didn't really need any training, but after having no training for two days, it couldn't hurt. The light from my window shinned in my eyes. I blinked and looked at the clock beside my bed. 5:30. I wanted to go back to sleep, but I knew it was a losing battle. I stretched as I climbed out of the cushy bed. I want to crawl back in, close my eyes, and return to camp half-blood-camp Jupiter for that matter. But on with this day-mare also known as today.

I opened the closet to see many cloths. I missed my purple toga and battle armor, but those had been left at camp because we were playing truth or dare and I had been dared to get an Aphrodite makeover. I ran out before they could do the makeup though. I ended up wearing a mid-thigh purple dress with a golden belt, not unlike my chariot outfit.

In the closet there was many clothes. I spotted a purple dress, and a purple skirt. I decide to keep looking. I find a purple shirt crumpled in the back. Score! I grab a pair of black leggings and put them on. The shirt is a little crumpled, but it is okay. I find a pair of golden combat boots-strange but okay. I also found a purple bandana with a golden pattern on it. I wasn't thinking clearly, as it was 6 in the morning. In the end I look slightly strange. Something in the back of my mind told me to steer clear of Piper unless I wanted a full makeover.

I climbed up the stairs to the roof and sat by the edge staring out into the distance at the Capital, it's bright lights covering up the early sun. The tops of roofs of many people, or rather monsters, who have to much money, while, though I didn't live in the districts, it was obvious they had not nearly enough money or food.

I hear a small pitter behind me. I turn to see Victoria watching me. She is wearing pajamas. I smile and pat to the ground, or rather roof, beside me, motioning for her to sit. She looks scared at first when I caught her, but when I invited her to sit she sits next to me in silence. We both gaze at the Capitol laid out before us. It is windy on the roof, and quite noisy.

"It's not fair that these people have too much while we have so little." Victoria says in a hushed ton, so that only I can hear, but not the cameras. The wind helps. "Back at home, people starved from hunger, one day you would see them begging for food nobody had, and the next, you would spot a limp body in a alleyway on your way to school. Hardly anyone ever had three full meals."

"It's truly awful." I say to her, "nobody deserves to go hungry when there is so much food these people could spare." I gesture to the Capitol.

"My father died of hunger before I was born, and my mother is always ill. She is never fully healthy, and she always is half awake, half asleep. It is terrifying." Victoria sad in a pained voice. I touched her shoulder gently. She started to cry. "Sorry, I just have so many emotions and I probably seem really week to you."

"It's okay, even the bravest warriors cry. I cry sometimes too. Crying isn't a sign of weakness. Weakness is letting your problems take over and distract you from your battle. Good warriors start out weak, and grow." I say calmingly.

"That's really good advice." Victoria said.

Then she curled up in a little ball and stared off into the horizon. At the very edge of the horizon, you could see a great blue ocean. It looked similar to the Atlantic Ocean, which was disturbing as the training building looked like the Empire State Building, after it was cut into a few pieces. The roof gave off a slight magical power, like Olympus, except very weak.

"Reyna?" A voice behind me states. Me and Victoria turn towards the voice it's Piper.

"Hi Piper!" I say. Great. I know we are heading back to my room soon."And this is Victo-"

"Reyna. Come with me. Your shirt is all wrinkled." She interjected. "Oh Gods! I sound like a Aphrodite Air-Head! Whatever. Come on. You can come to Victoria, if you would like."

"No thank you piper! Thanks for the offer though! I should head back to my room and get dressed." She says politely. Then she skips down the stairs to her room.

I follow Piper to her room. She pulls out a new purple T-shirt,a pair of blue denim shorts, and white converse. This makes me homesick for Camp Jupiter. When I come out she ties the t-shirt in a knot and brushes my hair. Thankfully, she puts it in a braid again. I thank her and dash of to my room.

I think of the conversation I had on the roof, and how Victoria was always so hungry in her district, and how horrible it was that Victoria and many others were forced to fight to death. Like gladiators from Ancient Rome-except these were kids, the twelve year olds and the thirteen year olds, even the eighteen year olds had to die. I was ashamed of this future. I hope no one dies, but I was pretty sure if someone from the present died in the future, they returned to the present.

I made it to my room and sat down just before Dane Page knocked on my door and told me it was time for breakfast. I followed him to the breakfast table to see the unnecessary amount of food, that could have feed many hungry people, not just a few.

Dear bricks,
1076 words not counting this! This is my favorite chapter. What do you few who read this think of Victoria?

Katniss: Rick Reordian and Suzanne Collins own all the characters and places and all the stuff from there dam books.

Great job Katniss, love the pjo references.
*brick out*
Katniss: with this there is 1135 words, bye!