Let The First Hunger Games Begin

[ayisha]

this is amazing still

[HungerCatchJay]

I have a lot homework to do, so I don't know when the next chapter will be up.

[ayisha]

ok thats fine.

[HungerCatchJay]

This chapter is rather boring and uneventful, but I hope it's OK anyway.

Chapter 4: The woman I once knew

I wish she were dead. It was better when she were dead, or when I thought she were. But she’s alive, she’s here. For here there’s nothing but the capitol, that’s all she knows. Father, River and me, we don’t exist in her memories anymore. It feels like sitting close to a stranger. She’s shaking a bit and she drags her hand through her hair, like she always did when she was stressed. But this is different, she’s not stressed but nervous, and it hard to put together because she were never nervous. The Capitol changed my mother, from being… A proud woman to… To… I feel the anger flourish inside me, this is what they’ve done to my mother and me.

“Those damn pathetic...”
I stand up and kick my legs in the air to express my anger, I now notice how my mother is shaking uncontrollably. How can I be so stupid and scare her like that?
“Sorry.” I tell her, “It’s just that…”
I can’t tell her, the capitol has deleted her memories in some way and I can’t get it back. If I told her she would only be confused, maybe crazy. Plus, It’s no need to win her back now, I will probably never see her again after this. But I do have to tell her, I can’t live with her don’t knowing. Or at least not been given a hint, so that’s what I do. I tell her about my wonderful mother.

“I once had a mother.” I begin, “Her name was Cassandra and she was so brave and elegant. We lived poor but everybody had respect for her anyway.” I swallow hard and try to fight against the tears hiding behind my eyes.
“I promise, if she could do anything she wanted, with some limits of course. I love her but… But the Capitol, they! They took her away from me.” My voice is shaking and a single teardrop falls down my cheek. I know it would come more. “You reminded me of her.”
The woman I once knew stands up and hugs me. Not because she remembers, because she’s good hearted like River. The Capitol can’t take away that from her. I sigh.
It feels like hugging a stranger.

It’s hard to let go but I do it nevertheless, she smiles a little and opens her mouth to talk. A strange sound it’s the only thing that is to be heard. Then she bows and leaves. I want to hug her again and asking her to stay, but I stand where I am. I fight against the will to not letting go, to run and hug her, even kiss her on the cheek. Silently and carefully she closes the door behind her and I’m left alone. I can’t understand that this is happening. Not even when I look at the clock can I understand that this is really happening.

It’s thirteen minutes past ten and I have plenty of time to take a bath I want to. Thinking of a bath makes me feel a lot grubby, I never thought of it before but I really don’t smell nice. When did I last time take a shower? It feels like lifetime ago. I go in to the bathroom and lock the door behind me then I take of my clothes. I look at myself in the mirror, the girl who looks back at me have black greasy and dirty hair. Her skinn is dry and flaky. I look at her with discuste.

I fill the tube with hot water, when it’s been filled with water halfway I climb down the ladder in to the water. It’s a wonderful feeling to flow around in the clean water and I can feel every dirty corpuscle leaving my body. The water soon changes color from blue to grey, that’s how grubby I am! I press a button and the tube is refreshed with new water, and the old grey water disappears. When I finally feel it’s time to go up I climb the ladder and turn on a hairdryer and within just a few seconds I’m free from water. Before I leave the bathroom I take a second look at myself in the mirror, and now I recognize the girl in the mirror. I look a lot like my mother, or at least that’s what people say. I mean, what they said…
My corkscrew curls reaches down to my shoulders, I used to keep it shorter and it only went down to my neck. My eyes are brown and if you look very closely you can see that the right one is bigger and the left one. I have pale skin now, but mother and I used to have sunkissed skin. But now that we’ve been locked out from the world outside…
A tear falls down my cheek.
Mother.

[Aira548784]

AWWWWWWWWWWWW thats so sad. Really good writing tho.

[HungerCatchJay]

Thank you!

Next chapter will be up soon! ^___^

[HungerCatchJay]

Chapter 5. Explosion

I look around at all the people gathering around me, they are three in number and look all too funny. They look like typical capitol citizens, freaky and abnormal, one of them have so intensely green hair it makes me sick regarding it. They’re here to fix me, to make me look good. Apparently it is important for me to be beautiful before I’m going to be slaughtered in the arena. And it turns out I also have a stylist, and she’s going to do my outfit for the tribute parade. Wilja told me during lunch that every tribute is going to be suited in something that represents their district. The point is to get as many sponsors as possible, the more attractive costume the more sponsors. And if you have sponsors you can be sent gifts in the arena. Wilja also told me about mentors and winners… What she really wanted to say was that she’s going to make sure I get gifts sent to me in the arena. If I have enough sponsors. Funny enough it feels like she really cares for me, which is odd when it comes from a Capitol citizen. I thought they all were brain washed or something.

The girl with the green hair that made me sick looking at it, puts a wax strip on my leg. She looks young but you never know for sure, here they do operations to look younger.
“Ready?”, she asks gently.
I nod stiffly, it feels uncomfortable with all these people keep on with my body. I’ve never had problems with nudity, but this was almost too much.
“One. Two… Three!”
Riiiiitsch. I sigh unpleasant.
“I think I’m done by now!” she says.
“And I just got her hair finished!” someone calls out behind me with a light soprano voice.
I remember it right, she has cat ears and whiskers.
“Let’s go get Charlie!”
The woman with cat ears handles me a robe to put on, I’m stroking my hand over the soft fabric. The three persons leaves the room. I look around and see my hair at the floor, not all of my hair of course. Automatically I raise my hand to my hair, it’s about neck length now. It’s a big relief to not have long hair, that’s not how I like it to be.

The door opens and a woman comes in, I am about to tell her that she’s in the wrong room. But then I remember – Charlie is a name of a boy or a girl. She has braided fire red hair, it looks colored but not in the way that it looks fake. Her eyes are lighting blue and she has a bit rosy cheeks. It’s almost scary how normal she looks, I search for anything odd without success. This person is not affected by the Capitol fashion. She wears a simple dress in different tones of blue and it looks like the sea itself.
“Hi”, she says “My name is Charlie and I’m your stylist.”
I nod.
“Could you take that one of?”
There’s something in her voice turning what should’ve been a question in to a demand. I take reluctantly my robe of and it falls silent to the ground, Ok I do have some limits with nudity. And right now it feels like the limit is reached because Charlie goes around my and study ever inches of my body so intensive, it gets uncomfortable.
“This will be good.” She says shortly. “I’ve already got your costume finished. District 13, right?”
I nod, once again.
“Follow me we’re going to try out your costume.”

She takes me in to another room and bring out my costume and I can’t tell what it looks like. Charlie helps me to put it on and it sits tight around my body, not too tight of course. I get make-up and then I put on a pair of sturdy boots.
“Right. Do you want to see?”
I nod for and answer.
Charlie leads me in front of a mirror and first now I see what it is. Protective clothing, the once you use in a nuclear power plant. It has the familiar warning sign put on it. But this one isn’t white, which they usually are, it’s graphite colored. My face has also been conformed to the look with darker tones, but you still recognize me. I almost look dangerous.
“Ok”, Charlie says, “we have to go.”

About 45 minutes later I find myself standing on a chariot pulled by two black horses. I can hear music an people screaming of excitement. How can they even think this is funny? Charlie told me to stand the way I want, clearly she doesn’t care.
The chariot begins moving and I feel my pulse raise and pounding, what do I do? Should I smile? No. Wave to them? No that’s not a good Idea either. When the chariot finally comes out in view I find my face expressionless and looking forward at thin air. The public become crazy when they see me, but they sure do scream. Even thought I know that the pair from district one has already won this. You should have seen the audiences, some of them actually fainted of excitement. When the chariot reaches the center square I can feel that the costume’s shaking. Hard.
“What is…” slips out of my mouth but that’s all there is.
Then I can hear a large explosion, fire are dancing around me and I can hear the sound of explosion again and again. Except the shaking the explosion doesn’t bother me at all, or well yes it does. Because Charlie is symbolizing my district blowing up! How could she, I thought she was nice. Oh for god sake, I should never had judged her after how she looks. Then suddenly the fire fades and disappears, it takes a while for the fake smoke to raise to the sky. But when it does I can see myself at the screen, standing in a beautiful graphite colored dress.
The audience goes crazy.


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NOTE: I really don't know anything about nuclear. And pleas tell me if you thought the transform from protective clothing into a graphite colored dress was too much alike when Katniss was turned in to a mockingjay, in the second book.

[missingllama]

Love it

[HungerCatchJay]

Wow Thank you. ^^ I think it can take a while for the next chapter to be up. But I don't want it to be rushed and it's going to be long. ^^'

[missingllama]

It's fine! I understand

But I can't wait !!!!