Into the Woods- A Tale of the Hunger Games Story

Chapter 6-Gamemakers

Gamemakers....
As we walk through the living room, all four of the adults are enjoying a drink. Blight turns to us as we walk in, "how was it?."

Rachel speaks first as I am walking behind her, "it was good. we learned a lot today."

Tristan speaks up, "good. Good. Go clean up, and we and talk about tomorrow."

We head to our rooms, and I shower quickly and pull on a blue shirt and grey sweatpants, and lay back on the bed, and just close my eyes, thinking about what Torrance told me. I'm lying there playing it out in my head when I hear someone clear their throat and look up to see Johanna standing there.

"Yes?" I ask, barely keeping the contempt for her out of my voice.

"Well, we're waiting on YOU. So maybe you can join us now?" she says equally annoyed and turns back, "also, I can see your full dick print in those pants."

I shrug, "you're just jealous that you can't get ANY OF THIS," and I move my body in the most over the top move I could think of, and she starts to laugh. We head out to dinner, and I take my seat. "sorry, I was thinking about something that happened with Torrance today, and I really don't know what to believe."

I fill them in on everything she said, and when I finish Johanna, and Blight are nervously looking at each other but not talking. "What do you know that you're not telling us," I say and gesture to Rachel.

Blight nods to Johanna, who speaks up, "the careers do have a list every year. In the bloodbath, they target the tributes they think can take them out. I don't know if she is telling you the truth that she won't go for you if she has the chance that day, but we can figure this out. Just calm down and eat."

I drop my fork and try not to shout, but I do anyway, "don't tell me to calm down. It's annoyingly rude. We still have to survive."

She rolls her eyes, "there's nothing, we can do about it RIGHT NOW. We have to figure out your private sessions for tomorrow. Prep for the interviews, and then the interviews. We have a plan."

I sigh, "can I go to the training room and work out? I need to destress.....please?" Blight nods, and I just get up and leave them all with half-eaten plates of food.

The gym in the training center is pretty nice. I do a couple of circuits focusing on my back, arms, and legs. With each pump, I breathe out hard and push the angry Johanna energy away, and before I know it, I'm starting to feel better, so of course, Johanna walks into the room.

"You don't need to look at me like that. I know, I'm a lot to handle," she says with a smile.

I roll my eyes, "that's just code for 'I'm not a nice person.'"

She laughs and comes over to the weights I am using, "I wasn't a nice person before the games. And I'm not one now, but I'm your mentor, and I want to get you out alive. Do you at least believe that?"

I nod and add, "what about Rachel?"

Again with an eye roll on her part, "of course. I want to get one of you out. It's just.....hard. And it's my second year of doing it, but it isn't easy. I think it's worse because I like you. What? I do. is that so hard to believe." She says in response to my face.

I just laugh, "yes, it is hard to believe. But I'm sorry I shouldn't take my frustration out on you. I just don't like thinking that Torrance is playing a trick on me when we're about to go and fight to the death."

She shrugs, "not much we can do about that. Let's end with some bench presses, and I'll spot you." I raise an eyebrow, but I follow her over. Shockingly, unlike Blight, Johanna is fit and healthy. She's still young, barely 20 now, but she seems to fill her time as victor with working out. She helps me push to failure on the bench press, and as we wrap up, the elevator door opens, and Calen and Apollo walk out with to older guys that must be their mentors. I give a polite head nod, and I see Calen checking out my bare chest and abs, and Apollo looks around me to see the weights I was using and looks impressed.