Facing a future //Cato {Career Arena Plot}

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[atrb=background,http://i1278.photobucket.com/albums/y510/LaSaundra_Kiser/bwback_zpsee32aa90.jpg] I come back to my usual routine. Wake super early and grab something to settle my stomach, then leave out into the cold. First thing I do when I arrive, I walk into the gym and head straight into the locker room to change my clothes. To get ready for a day of conditioning, and only conditioning, as my shoulder is still on the mend. Only three days ago did Matthew and I have an all out game of moving targets only to find out more about each other then should have. As we promised, everything that happened in that cabin stayed. I've heard nothing of our time out there from anyone. Maybe he can be trusted? Maybe he is different than any other guy out there? Perhaps, all of my fears about guys would be incorrect. There are decent ones out there. You just havn't met one yet. That is the problem. Jins won't let anyone near you without ruining it. Forever forced to be alone unless your locked in battle with someone. Forget your happiness. Study, instead. I sigh heavily and take my hoodie off and place it in the locker and walk to the mirror. I pull my t-shirt down enough to see the bandage still on my shoulder. It's healing nice but it's still so tender. So sore. I made out like a bandit though. Just a deep puncture wound. I release my shirt and turn on the faucet and wash my hands with warm water. My body still seems to lack the heat from the other day. A cold has settled into my head and with it a headache. That's what you get for swimming in icy waters. I think to myself. I turn the water off, dry my hands off with a towel and look back into the mirror for a moment. I don't linger any longer and turn around, grabbing my towel from the locker and walked out of the ladies changing rooms. Just outside of the doorframe, I feel something instantly squeeze my arm as I'm jerked away and pulled to the hallway near the exit. "What..." I manage out. My eyes sear into the back of Jin's head when I start to realize what's going on. Not again... please, jins.. Not today. I feel as he squeezes my arm and then almost as quickly, my back is thrust up against the wall. His face close to mine as I start to put everything together. "What do you want now, Jins?" "Oh nothing. Just curious where you've been the last few days. I've had no one to talk to. No one to touch." He says as his fingers reach for my face for me only to slap them away. I can't let him touch me now. Not after everything. I need to stand up to him, but how? I have no trouble whatsoever to throw a knife at an opponent. It was so easy to play that game of target practice with knives at Matthew. I had no trouble peircing a dummy with with spear. Why can't I just show him the end of the blade like I would anyone else. What is it about him that keeps dragging me under its watery depth. I sigh heavily. "Get away... I've got work to do." I say, my tone harsh to him and I instantly try to move away from him. I don't look him in the eye yet I get another harsh shove back into the wall. I flinch and keep my eyes off him. "No. You don't. No one has came here yet. You're so predictable. You're always first here. You always come early before anyone else. I would rethink your routine. It's so easy for someone to take advantage of that." He whispers to me, as he brings his face close to mine and I feel his breath on my cheek. I take one swift movement and I find my hand at his face in just a mere second. He turns his face forcefully away as I take my leave. I've had it with him, but I don't look back. My hand stings with the force that I put on his face and I come back out into the open of the gym just to feel his hands on my sore shoulder. The bandaged one that only a few days ago had a knife peirce it deeply. I screech and it sends me to the ground in a just a few short moment; pain radiating throughout my body from the grip. I reach for my shoulder and curl over my knees. Please... just leave me alone, Jins. Not today. The thought comes out so deeply, waiting for another harsh set of words from him.

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[th][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=width,500,true][bg=000000] Doing "Saying" thinking Yet another day for me. Today I'm going to train. Maybe the gym or at the training center. With a sigh, I get up. I really don't want to train today. My muscles ache with the constant bruising along with the wear and tear from training incidents. Well I cant afford to be a baby so I leave my house. I jog a ways when I realize that the training center could do without me for a change. My legs start to take me toward the gym. I don't know what to expect, but something new seems to happen everyday. The doors leading to the gym is up ahead. My hands open the way for me when I spot some guy picking on a girl. Without hesitation I run toward the man. "Pick on someone who can match your strength you fucking bitch." One of my hands already shot out at the unknown man and he goes flying back into a table. I extend a hand toward the girl. "You ok ma'am? That guy hopefully wont cause you anymore problems otherwise I'll deal with him myself." I have no idea what came over me, but I just helped a stranger. Table courtesy of Ani

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[atrb=background,http://i1278.photobucket.com/albums/y510/LaSaundra_Kiser/bwback_zpsee32aa90.jpg] My shoulder screams with pain from the way he grabbed on to me. His fingers dug deep and quick to the spot that was covered with a bandage. I don't really take in what just happened, but I suddenly hear something happeing beside of me. I get myself a few quick breaths. My nerves completely shot as my fingers shake slightly. Then, I glance over at the table that held weapons and see as Jins is the one that had fallen into them. But how? How did he do that... unless... Just as I hear him, my gaze goes straight to the person responsible for his sudden departure from me. This guy had come early enough to witness this act. The only problem is that he won't say anyting. Like the others too afraid to get into someone's business. I sigh and take one last breath, feeling the pain start to receed back into the nerves. I lean up, and watch him as he threatens Jins. The look on his face tells me that I am in for it the next time he meets up with me. I close my eyes and turn my head from Jins. I don't care, nor do I want to see him right now. That's when I notice the guy in front of me extend a hand. I have to be weary though. The last time I took a hand, which happened to be Matthews, I got sucker punched in the shoulder. Though, I don't get that vibe from him. Not after pushing Jins away. Showing me once again, that I may have this whole, 'guys are nothing but evil bastards' wrong. That maybe the decent ones are out there. I take the hand and stand with little effort. My shoulder occasionally puts a shock through my arm, but for the moments, I can't help but stare at Jins. He shouts off a few profanity words. His anger getting the best of him as he thrashes about. One of the weapons that lays at his feet he grabs and closes the distance between me and him. The small, pointed knife he holds in his hand is aimed at me, but I take my eyes away from him quickly. That's when I feel him as he stands directly to me. His arms against mine as I let him have his words. Surely, he won't try anything with someone here. "Next time, make sure your alone, sweetheart... your mine." His voice lingers in a whispered tone for far too long as he exits the gym. I turn to the guy. "Thank you..." I throw at him, with a pleasant, painful smile. I have no clue what he's going to say or think about the display he walked into and Jins is right. I need to rethink my schedule, so that this won't happen again. "I'm Kya. Might I ask your name? Sorry, about that... he's just... Jins was just..." I hesitate in my wording because I have non idea what to say. Am I actually trying to take up for Jins? Or am I trying to divert this guy from asking too many questions.

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[th][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=width,500,true][bg=000000] Doing "Saying" thinking "Hearing" "Thank you... I'm Kya. Might I ask your name? Sorry, about that... he's just... Jins was just..." I couldn't believe my ears. Was this girl actually trying to justify what the bully had been doing just a little big ago? "Going to defend him? Maybe I should of let him hurt you since its obvious that what I did isn't welcomed. I should just leave." I pull back my hand. Its obvious to me that this girl didn't want saving. I spit at the ground in front of her and hold a deadly glare before turning away. My eyes follow the spot that the bully exited. I pick up a weapon and make my way toward the exit. Table courtesy of Ani

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[atrb=background,http://i1278.photobucket.com/albums/y510/LaSaundra_Kiser/bwback_zpsee32aa90.jpg] Sorry, about that... he's just... Jins was just... My cheeks flush after trying to comment on the way I was just treated. The way Jins had taken me to the ground in an instant because of the pressure he put on my sore shoulder. What did this guy think from what he had just seen displayed right in front of him? I shudder to think of what would happen again if he hadn't of came in at that exact moment. If he had been five minutes later or never came at all. What new bruise would I have then? Though, as my words try to divert his attention away from the present questions I didn't want, he seems to have taken my defence personal and comes back with a biting tone. The only words that seem to register though was that he should have let him hurt me. That was chilling to hear. I shake my head at him when he mentions just leaving. I watch him thinking he would just turn around and walk out, but instead he grabs at a weapon then heads toward the exit. The only thing going through my mind is that he's going after Jins. If he tries to interfere again... it'll only make it worse on me... please. STay. How do I get him to stay? I get up, a hand rested on my shoulder, as I try to make my way to the guy; to stop him from leaving me alone. "So, what? You come in here, push some guy you don't know, then dismiss me like a peice of garbage because I thanked you? Typical. You guys are just the same." I stop where I am because I'm not sure if he's going to just keep going out the doors or stay to back up his words against me. My voice comes out harsh toward him. "Look, Thank you for what you did... but just stay out of it. It's my issue. Not yours."

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[th][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=width,500,true][bg=000000] Doing "Saying" thinking "Hearing" "So, what? You come in here, push some guy you don't know, then dismiss me like a piece of garbage because I thanked you? Typical. You guys are just the same." Her words confuse me. I know for a fact that I wasn't treating her like crap. Maybe that guy has done more damage than I thought. I wasn't here for very long. "Look, Thank you for what you did... but just stay out of it. It's my issue. Not yours." What does she expect me to do? Sit back and do nothing? Not likely at all. "Do you really expect me to sit back and watch? That just isn't possible for me. I wont sit back while a beautiful girl is being bullied and hurt. That's not right." Well those words that just came out of my mouth surprised me. I hope Kya doesn't hear that last bit of my words. I'll be so embarrassed if she does. So far she hasn't said anything, but she could be embarrassed herself or something. "So Kya.... My name is Mason." A silly thing to say, but my intention has to be to get her mind off of what I just said a few seconds ago. I don't want her to bring that up and most likely make both of us embarrassed. Table courtesy of Ani

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Careers deal with their own problems. Careers learn to deal with pain. Careers have nothing holding them back. That's what I keep trying to think to myself because I need to make sure that my problems stay with myself. Only one other person knows of my issues and that's Matthew. The only one that has ever shown me more than just hatred or a hard touch. He knows the ins and outs of my emotion battle whereas my own family don't. It kills me though. THis is the first time that someoen tried to help, but never followed through. WAs that my fault because I'm a little uncomfortable to think that any more interference will cause me more harm. That look in Jins's eye was enough to tell me that I'm in for a rude awakening next time we happen to meet.

For this new guy, it seems as though he was really trying to help and I kept him from doing just that. That's lovely girl... just try to keep the only help you've gotten and turn him away. You're messed up. Question remains... what's he going to do after this? His retort comes fast after I tell him to stay out of my business and the harsh reality comes back to life. Is what Jin's doing that wrong that only I can see it as being somewhat normal for me to deal with? Have I dealt with it that long that I no longer see a light at the end of the tunnel for hope? I'm curious though... if Matthew knew. I quickly shake that thought out of my mind and my mindset goes back to Mason as he finishes talking then introduces himself back to me.

"Sorry about that. I'm just a little jumpy. So, Mason, what brings you to the gym so early?" I question him to try to get him off his path out the doors. My only thoughts is to keep him from running into Jin's as well.

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[th][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=width,500,true][bg=000000] Doing "Saying" thinking "Hearing" I still cant believe the chaos I walked in on. Seeing an innocent person get bullied had to be the most... cruel thing that I've witnessed. Yet I'm training for the games. If I'm in the games, I will be taking out innocent kids left and right. Well I shouldn't be feeling anything right now. She may have been bullied, yet I know if this had been the games, I most certainly wouldn't have stopped them. I would of killed them both. I do intend to pay that guy who was just here a visit. My legs have me walking toward the exit when Kya speaks up. "Sorry about that. I'm just a little jumpy. So, Mason, what brings you to the gym so early?" Well her words stop me in my tracks. She's probably distracting me from going after her friend. "What brings me to the gym? Well that's easy. I intended to come here and train. Have to be healthy and fit for the hunger games right? Next year, I intend to enter the games myself. Bring the honor to district two." I drop the weapon in my hands and decide that I will stay here. She doesn't need to know that I still intend to find that piece of shit later. I walk over and pick up some weights, my muscles bulging in my arms from the sheer weight. Stroke after stroke, I continue to lift weights. "So Kya. I answered your questions. I may as well throw the same on back. What brings you here? Training for the games? Curious place the gym is right?" I laugh, but truth be told, I want to go to the training center now. The gym didn't interest me at all. Handling weapons is what I am good at. Table courtesy of Ani

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My voice comes out in urgency to get him to stop. I've already been threatened by him. After him calling me sweetheart, the word sounds like a negitive term. A degrading term to make me curious about what he was wanting to do. That phrase that makes me want to forget the way he spoke. The way he said it with the deep hint in his voice. I keep up my voice to the newcomer, though. I'd rather not stick him in the middle of what's going on between me and Jins. That's old news. No one ever cared about my business before, why all of a sudden are they?
"Sorry about that. I'm just a little jumpy. So, Mason, what brings you to the gym so early?"

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My words leave my mouth in effort for him to stay with me. If he was to leave, whose to say that Jin's wouldn't come back? My goal is to keep Mason around, if only for a little while. When I hear his reply, I have to wonder why he would give me such a common answer. The whole point of district two is for it's wealth of careers. Training careers. It's only necessary, but he tells me his intentions. I nodd to him and agree politely, my hand going back to my shoulder to rub the soreness out. It radiates with pain. Last I looked, it was red around the edges but I've kept it clean and bandages. The last thing I need is for an infection to set in. My main goal is to protect my identity. In responce to my question, he throws it back at me to answer.

"I always get up early and train. Then again, my dad's been breathing down my neck for extra training after I get done with my normal routine... " I pause and let my sentence float into thin air. He's the last guy that needs to know about my grounding because of the stunt with Ashton last week. Extra training and less sleep. Sure, it's not the healthy way to go, but it's like a starvation diet. I deprive myself of sleep and get instant satisfaction. Running off of adrenaline. It's the only thing I get to actually feel aside from the pains of being this 'career' facade.

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[th][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=width,500,true][bg=000000] Doing "Saying" thinking "Hearing" I don't know what to do here anymore. I feel like I should be training in the academy near the weapons, not here at the gym. Something led me here to the gym. Normally when I want to train, I go to the academy. When I got here at the gym, someone was bullying Kya here. I stepped in and defended her, but she seemed... apprehensive? Its like Kya didn't appreciate when I did for her. She appeared to defend the guy. I know I wanted to go after him and teach him an even bigger lesson, but the girl prevented me from doing so. Maybe that have something going on. I shake my head. Its probably none of my business if those two have something going on or not. "I always get up early and train. Then again, my dad's been breathing down my neck for extra training after I get done with my normal routine..." Her words snap me back into reality. I must of dozed off or something. I half think her normal routine might be getting her butt kicked by that bully. It appeared that what he does to her is normal. I'd rather not say that out loud though. "Extra training huh? If I'm not sleeping, I am training all day and night. I've been locked in the academy a few times. I don't think anyone is more dedicated to training then I am." I say those words with as much strength in them as possible. I needed to get that point across that training is all I really want to do. Friendships, a social life, even working will take a backseat to training. Table courtesy of Ani