(THE GAMES WE PLAY)
HERA TITAIN, a courageous young girl from district two had no intention on fighting in the hunger games but when her dad demand that at this year's annual reaping she must lie up to the family name and volunteer there's no turni...
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All that filled her thoughts the next day was the private session she would be fourth in after cato so the game makers wouldn't be too tired a reason she didn't envy the 12 tributes.
Enobaria had spent the whole day fixing parts of her making sure she looked presentable. After a while of her fussing hera placed a hand on her mentor " they're only there to see my skills not my looks"
Enobaria laughed and retracted her hands" sorry nervous habit" she smiled her genetically sharpened teeth making her smile more lethal than genuine.
Sasha led them to the morning training where they would get two hours of training before lunch but after lunch was when the trial began when her nerves would prick up and wouldn't settle until she left the room and the stares of this year's game makers.
Cato decided to stick annoyingly close, she hated the fact that she could feel him next to her at first but as time went on she actually felt comfortable with him.
She watched as he demonstrated his sword skills and he took notes in his head as she named and described all of the poisonous the quiz had to offer. The funny thing was she actually had fun something she thought Cato never did.
The other tributes watched as they goofed with each other most watched in awe as they have never seen people get on so well normally the friendships like the career pack are forced and filed by the fact that they'd kill more together than apart.
Glimmer who had made various attempts to flirt with the blonde boy glared, she liked Cato, as a boy but also as a bodyguard. Marvel her partner was smiling he was easily pleased but the two looked so natural together that you couldn't help but smile.
Lunch was served and Hera sat at the ale seer she had been at for the past three days. Cato beside her, both girls sat quietly as the two boys talked like old pals. Hera smiled when a joke was said but glimmer would utter and reply of grumbling.
"What's taken all the shine from your jewel" marvel said his gaze shooting to the blonde he was concerned genuinely concerned which made Hera feel slightly sad the girl was obviously taken with Cato.
Marvel liked glimmer and she could see why the blonde was gorgeous but she was self-centered and marvel defiantly deserved better and I suppose he knew it too.
Hera wiped her plate so clean it could have been placed with the clean dishes. She had made cleaning a plate a ritual at meal times she needed the added weight if she was going to survive.
She smiled at the avox who as soon as she placed her knife and fork down whisked away her plate, glimmer smiled Evily as she as quick as a flash stick her leg out and tripped the red woman.
The pile of dishes she had been carrying flew across the room and shattered on the floor. Glimmer chuckled as the girl quivered on the floor.
Hera raced over to the girl and helped her to her feet just because they were spending life in poverty didn't mean they should take it out on the capital slaves. The reason there were slaves was because they went against the capital.
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Even though she couldn't speak the girl gave her thanks by nodding and giving a slight smile. The dishes were in bits so another avox hurried over with a bin and within a matter of seconds, the ceramic shards were gone.
Hera slumped down at the table" why did you have to do that" she shot at glimmer. The blonde looked innocently around the table and held her hands " it wasn't my fault"
Hera frowned "yeah sure" she rose from the table and went back to the training center to wait for her private session.
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The room was silent each tribute was either too concentrated on the task soon to be upon them or too nervous to open their mouth because they feared their lunch wouldn't hold.
Hera sat elbows on knees and started at the wall her focusing on what the hell she would do when she entered that room, she needed to impress the game makers she needed a high score.
"Anything interesting on the wall, " cato asked he unlike hera wasn't stressing and she knew why all can't have to do was show up and look intimidating and he'd definitely earn a nine.
"Not really " she smiled but it wasn't a full smile it nearly reached her lips let alone her eyes.
"Don't worry yourself you'll do fine" he lightly brushed her shoulder his hand leaving a tingly feeling on her arm.
"Yes but it's the hunger games fine won't cut it" she unconsciously started to play with her hands. Cato reached out and covered her fidgety hand with his own.
"You will do amazingly" she knew by his eyes that he was indeed genuine, she was speechless his hands were so warm and her skin tingled underneath his.
"District two, cato Hadley" a ghost of a smile sprang to his lips. He gave her hand one last squeeze before getting up.
"I'll see you after" and with that said he disappeared through the door and for some unknown reason hera wanted him to come back and hold her hand again. Stop it he's your competition you'll either kill him or vice versa.
She shook her thoughts away and continued her glare at the wall returning to her panicked self.
It was at least fifteen minutes before her name was called, she followed the familiar route to the training room but this time it felt completely different. Her heart was in her throat and her hands so clammy that her pants were soaked when she died them off on the black material.
Seneca crane stood at the front of the terrace overlooking the center. His weirdly styled beard was groomed to perfection and wearing his signature red and black suit.
"You have fifteen minutes to present your chosen skills" that was it, that was all he had to say he quickly sat back down his gaze still on her.
He walked over to the weapon station and picked up her weapon the machete. This one was lighter than the training center obviously because the capital got the beat of what 2 made most of the weapons back at her home were old or weapons that had gone wrong in manufacturing.
Instinct took over she had no clue what she was going to do but for some reason her body did. She picked up the second machete also and swung it over her head. Reading her arms for the next fifteen minutes.
Hera with her skill decapitated two dummies on each side and then tree the long blade like a spear and priced the target through the heart.
She then did something she never thought she would. She tore a piece of cloth from her top and tied it over her eyes completely blinding her.
She took the second machete brought it all the way back to her ear and threw it like a spear. She heard gasps being completely unable to see she had no clue whether the gasps were of being totally impressed or gasps of laughter because she missed.
