Finnick and Violet- The 65th Hunger Games

Before the games [3]

It was the final day of training, and Violet woke up from a nightmare. She took a sip of her bedside water and put it back on the dusty beside table, as the realisation hit her.

Soon she would be fighting for her life in an arena full of blood thirsty tributes, and her chances of survival were very low. If she didn't have Finnick to protect her she reckoned she would be one of the first to die, as she didn't have any good survival skills. Being brought up as a female she never got to do any physical activities, she just made the nets, which wouldn't help her much once in the games. The games weren't that far away, and to Violet it was still like a dream, it didn't feel real to her.

Up until now.

She walked into the bathroom and stared ay herself in the mirror. What was she going to do? The only way she could win was to stay with Finnick and then wait until he died, but she didn't want to do that. She didn't want to win. She had nothing to live for, especially if Finnick was gone. Should she stay away from Finnick and go solo, or should she help him?

These thoughts flooded her head, and she banged her hands on the sink in frustration, which shattered the glass mirror, leaving a cut on her arm. Time was ticking and she needed a plan, she needed some kind of rough idea of what she would do. She sat there and thought. She thought for ages, thought about Finnick, her chances of survival, and what the hell she was going to present later that day.

Her and Finnick walked into training side by side. Finnick walked over to the bodybuilding section, as Pixel (5) tapped him on the shoulder, "Nice one yesterday, takes a lot of strength to beat Blaze" he said, smiling, before walking back to the combat zone. Violet raised her eyebrows at Finnick, before he pulled an 'ok' sign with his hand. She was relieved, maybe they had found another ally.

After thinking hard this morning, Violet decided that she should practice more on her stealth and tree climbing, since she wasn't all that good at attack. Walking into the room she accidentally walked into Stephanie (10) and Airess (6) whilst they were walking over to the treadmills. "Hey watch it" Stephanie proclaimed, squaring up to Violet. Stephanie was of quite a tall build, and the other tributes all called her 'Stealth' because of how incredibly fast she was. "Sorry" Violet said, walking away. "Wait" Airess said, looking at Violet "Sorry about that, she gets quite defensive" she laughed. Stealth glared at her "We shouldn't trust her. She's like a damsel in distress, she won't last one minute in the games" glaring her up and down.

Violet was mad. After that scene yesterday she realised just how weak and reliant on Finnick everyone must think she was, and she did infact sound like a damsel in distress. Not knowing what to do, she sprinted over to the biggest tree and speed climbed it, touched the top branch before jumping down and rolling into a safe landing. She did it again. She wiped her forehead amazed that she even had those abilities. "Not so weak now am I" she said, smirking at the girls. The girls stood in amazement. "Hmm...maybe i was wrong. That Finnick love thing was a good act. Make sure to get the most out of his protection and kill him before he kills you" Stealth said, walking away and pulling Airess with her.

Violet gasped. Had Finnick told anyone he was faking it? Or was Stealth just messing with her? Before she could ask , her thoughts were interrupted by a loudspeaker.

"PLEASE MAKE YOUR WAY TO THE GAMEKEEPERS HALL FOR YOUT TESTING. ANY FAILURE TO DO SO WILL HAVE SEVERE CONSEQUENCES. THANK YOU."