Alice Stonewall ~ District Two ~ DONE

Chocolate. Don't we all love it? It is sad that in Panem there is no Chocolate district industry, but the Capitol have plenty of them. So, instead of tasting it, we can see it. On Alice. Her hair, flowing waters on her back, waters filled with chocolate. Threads of the sweet liquid, sometimes short, sometimes long. But enough dreaming. Her eyes are green as the trees in the forests over District Seven. Green as emeralds on the dresses of those rich Capitol people. But sometimes, when she have her mood set on "bad mode" her eyes, express the Gray color of coldblooded creature. Gray as the solid ground we step on every day. Gray as the ore our miners get out of the ground. Her face well shaped, and seems well fed too. Her body is the body of a typical 16 years old girl, which does not eat like a.. *cough* pig.. every day.

Before she started to train for a Career, proposal from her Father, she was the innocent. I am not kidding that was her nickname. The innocent Alice. But they judged on the cover, and after she turned eleven years of age, she started her physical education, and became more tougher. The food made her healthy looking, the exercises made her strong physically, and that did stamped on her appearance. The cover of the book became more.. different.

She was many things in life. Innocent, hard worker, slob. But after the age of Twelve, after her first reaping and one fully completed year of daily basis training for Career she became a whole different creature. She became strong, girl filled with will to do whatever she has for goal.

When it comes to family though.. she is the only child. She wanted a sister before, but fast erased the idea of this idea. She is protective over her friends, though they are only two. A girl and a boy. Alice was one of those girls that act like boys sometimes. She can easily get in conflict with another person in her school. In school, weapons are prohibited, as well all over the districts in Panem, but sometimes she wish he had a little knife on her belt, so she can murder those little pests that try to make fun of her.

Also, she can't be impressed easy. You gotta be really special if you even talk with her. Usually her eyes will tell you exactly what she thinks or feels, and by yourself, you know to approach or step back. This trait mostly pushes people off her. So yea, it's hard to make friends in her world, but who needs them? More betrayals and pain for her later on.

I open my eyes somewhere unknown. A place surely not in District Two. There is grass, trees sun and blue clear sky around, delightful indeed. In front of me, like a several steps away is a big lake, so big that I must confirm it's the biggest I have ever seen. I approach the lake, slowly putting my finger on the water. And after a few seconds, like a snap, the water become into little blood pond. An invisible grip catch me and takes me into the ugly lake, and I can see clearly faces swimming around. But not just faces. The faces I wanted to kill. I try to release myself from the grip, unsuccessfully. When I see there is no hope, I start to scream, with the hope someone will hear me, but instead the blood flows into my mouth, filling my stomach with the metal liquid. And in the next minute, I am in my big room, in the rich decorated blue room. My house. My room.

My name is Alice Stonewall. I am sixteen.. and I have a strange need to.. kill. Since I was Eleven years old, my father trained me to be a Career tribute. He wanted me to become a tough girl, so if I am reaped, to show the best of myself into the Games. Into the Arena. I can also volunteer to take the tribute's place, but so far.. nobody wants to step down and to ask for volunteers. Anyways. I put on my leather shoes, my leather jacket, and simple pants, let my hair flow on my back. On my way to the living room, I stop by the cabinet of my father. He is working, so I decided not to disturb him. He should be happy. It's been a while since I do not wish to disturb him in any sort of ways. I open the door of our house and here is District Two, flashy, with people all around buying things and kids running around. As I walk, a girl from my school, known as "The Beauty Queen" although it's not really correct, turn her face to me. I sense that and stop on place, turning against her too. She was the classic "fancy" girl. She is training for the Games too, but not as much as myself. Her eyes, small stare into my soul in awkward silence. This girl's eyes are actually big, but behind all that make up.. who the hell can see them? She still stare at me, when her eyes shrink and her lips form into a big grin. her friends are behind her, being awkwardly "fabulous". Her lips are now near my ear, as she whispers "Your boyfriend waits you." After this she burst into laugh. In my dream, her face was the first to see. I can murder her in so much ways she can't even imagine. I have trained for almost six years the knife and knife throwing + a bit of bow wielding, that my option are numberless. I turn around and I see Alexander, a strong fit boy at around my age, with black really really short hair. He wasn't my boyfriend. Why did that fashion who.. have called him like that. If the Peacekeepers weren't around and I had a knife I would've finished her here and now. Maybe her friends too. I shot a cold look on her and her little minions and walked away to him.

He wasn't in good mood though. Alex and Gracy are the two people that are my friends and have received the look of "I like you, let's talk!". Gracy look almost the same as me, just that she is with blonde hair. Anyways. Alex made me impression. He trains with the other boys for Career, so maybe that's why I feel a bond with him. Though with my personality and wish to tear people I hate apart, one will think I won't have friends.. and maybe I will be rejected by my family. His father works in the mines, and somehow they are as rich as us. Grace's family is more beneath us, but I don't care for this. She is a Career too. We met when I was Twelve, at our first reaping. Anyways. I shook up my head and with more concerned face I asked him a question. "What is it? What have your brother done this time?" I said with a little note of a smile. Which is not really in my style. "Grace.. she is missing" Lightnings. Have you ever wondered what does it feel like when one shots you? Well I didn't. Until now. The veins in my body, the bones of it jumped off, my eyes shrank. It felt like a lightning striking right through my body. She can be anywhere. She is a smart girl, she won't go through the fence, she had good family relationship, where is she? She may be down to the many many shops in District Two? Well I don't know. But all I could say is that my next words, Alex did not liked. "Well we can just hope the Peacekeepers won't catch her." Alex unbelievable looked at me, how can I show so.. cold reactions to one of my best friends. But all I can remember was that back to this Blood Pond nightmare.. I saw her face.. in these waters.. whispering something different than "Slay me." or "Kill me.". She was whispering "Help me.".