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Started September 17, 2019 by Deleted user

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"He'll be fine, Wren," he said, rubbing his newly cut hair. "It's not like he's alone."

"I know, I'm just worried." She fidgeted with the sleeves of her watermelon dress. "So I guess we go to the Training Center now, huh?"

"I'm sure Cabbage will tell us when it's time," he said with a shrug. "What's the rush?"

"There's no rush. Just trying to remember what happens next after this." She glanced nervously at a group of Careers who were chatting by their chariot.

He followed her gaze and frowned. Most of those guys were bigger than even him. And looked a whole lot meaner.
"Tell me about your family," he said, hoping to get her attention away from them, "If we're gonna be spending time together, I'd like to know a bit more about you."

Wren nodded. "Well, my father works out in the field most of the time. You've probably seen him." she paused. "I live with him, and my mother, and my siblings. My oldest sibling is Kyla, and she's twelve. Then there's Mark, he's six, and Niyah, who's four. And then there's Luka. He's only a month old." She looked down with a sad smile, remembering her siblings. "I miss them."

"Kyla was the girl that was with you during the reaping?" he asked, tilting his head.

Wren nodded again. "She was really scared," was all she could say.

After a moment's deliberation, he gently wrapped his arms over her shoulders and pulled her into a light hug. "You'll see your family soon, don't worry about it."

Wren froze, but after a few moments she hugged him back, her arms around his stomach. She wanted to believe what he was telling her, but it was hard. It was highly unlikely that she would come back alive. But Kaz's hug and encouraging words gave her a tiny glimmer of hope. The moment was interuppted by an annoying high-pitched voice. "You scared, farmer girl?" Wren let go and turned her head to see a girl in a beautiful crystal-looking dress, standing with a hand on her hip.

Kaz glanced over at the girl, raising an eyebrow. He was obviously unimpressed by the girl's appearance and her attitude.
"Got an issue if she is?" he asked.

The girl shrugged. "Just wanted to see if I had any worthy competition. Apparently not." Wren clenched her fists, ready to fight her at any moment. "I guess we'll just have to rid of you first. Now, you, on the other hand," she glanced up at Kaz, "might be worth fighting with. What do you say? You'll be with the tributes from district 1, 2, and 4. We've been training all our lives. We're the best chance you've got out there." She held out a hand to him. "What do you say?" she repeated. Wren knew that this was obviously a trick, something that had been pulled many times before, the Careers letting a tribute from one of the lesser districs side with them, only to stab them in the back once they were done using them.

After a moment's hesitation, he stepped forward and took her hand. But instead of shaking it, he squeezed it as hard as he possibly could, which was quite a bit of force.
"I'm not stupid, you know," he growled. "Nor do I appreciate you insulting my new friend here. I'd suggest you go back to your clique and stay the hell away from me."

When Kaz took the girl's hand, her heart stopped, but only for a moment until he spoke. The girl scowled, trying to free her hand but Kaz's grip was like iron. She didn't cry out with pain but it was obvious she wanted to.

"You better pray that I don't see you out in the Games," he finished, letting her hand go and giving her one last glare.

The girl scrambled away, an angry look on her face. "You just wait, we'll find you and you'll be done!" She ran off crying to her friends.
Wren turned to Kaz. "Damn, you can be pretty intimidating."

"Nah," he said, watching the girl walk away with a small smile on his face. "I just got a strong grip."

"Are you sure it's just that?" She smirked. "You better pray I don't see you out in the Games? That's pretty intimidating, if you ask me."

"Just a buncha talk," he said with a shrug. "She'd probably gut me like a fish. Those people were breed for the games."

She elbowed him in the rib. "Don't say that. Sure, they've got much more experience, but we've still got a chance."

"Ow, motherfucker," he said, rubbing his side. "Anybody ever tell you that you got some pointy elbows?"

Wren tried to hold in a snicker but failed miserably. "No, I'm afraid not. Sorry." She apologized between soft giggles.

Cabbage-hair came striding through, calling out to everyone. "Time to get to the Training Center, people! Chop chop, there's no time to waste."

Wren followed after cabbage-man, as all the tributes were doing, as they made their way to the training center. It had a large tower where each District got their own floor. "We get to ride in an elevator?" She asked in excitement as she boarded the crystal elevator. She couldn't stop giggling to herself the whole way up.

"You're way too excited over this," he teased, rolling his eyes at her giggles.