When the Mockingjay Sings - Coriolanus Snow/Treech

Chapter Twenty-One

"Wakey - wakey!" Caspian cheered throwing open the door of her room.

Athena squinted her eyes in annoyance seeing the blurry figure of her escort.

"Do I have to?" She groaned sitting up.

"Of course!" He grinned turning on the lights of her room and he leaving.

"Dining room in 5," he sang down the hall. Athena rolled her eyes and pulled herself off the bed and towards the kitchen. There, was Merlin leaning against the table with his hands in his pockets. She could tell he was trying to be casual but she knew he was scared shitless. Caspian was pacing the room with his arms crossed over his chest with his fingers constantly tapping his arm.

"Ah lovely! Let's go!" Caspian cheered when his eyes landed on her. The three of them rushed into the elevators and down to the lobby.

They were guided down a hall and the tributes were separated into two separate rooms.

The room was cold, all grey with a large mirror surrounded by bright white lights. There were three people in the room not including Athena.

One male and two females. One female was wearing the Capital Academy uniform causing Athena's stomach to turn with anger and jealousy. She never expected to feel so much anger to see someone else in that uniform, it reminded her of her old life. She had seen that girl in the hallways of school, she was a shy girl but now she stood before her with a slight smirk playing on her lips.

Next to her was a man who was bald with tattoos replacing his hair. His eyebrows had jewels on it and he was wearing a black suit. He seemed extremely short compared to the red haired girl next to him who stood another foot taller them him.

"I don't need a mentor," was the first thing out of Athena's mouth. Ivy, the school girl scoffed smirking. "You don't have a choice."

Athena slowly walked up to the dark haired girl till they were nearly an inch apart.

"Do you know how to kill someone?" Athena slowly spoke.

"I do," the dark haired girl confidently spoke.

"Can you kill someone?" Athena corrected herself. Ivy seemed startled by the question.

"I-I d-" Athena's eyes narrowed.

"I can, and I will. I don't need you telling me how to fight when I've been training people for two years at my district to kill. I don't need someone who hasn't even been in an arena to tell me how to fight when I know how." Athena snarled softly.

Ivy shook her head, "you've never been in the arena either," was her only defence.

"I have," Athena smiled taking a step back feeling satisfied at the shocked and confused look on her face.

Athena slowly walked up to the door and opened it for Ivy.

"Go on," Athena sarcastically smiled. Ivy looked at the stylist for help but they just shrugged. Ivy's lip began to tremble and she rushed out of the room in tears. Probably upset to have failed her assignment already.

Athena swung the door shut and faced the stylists.

"Athena," she introduced to them as she walked up to her seat. She couldn't help but to be startled at her appearance. Her braided hair was a mess, his eyes were red and swollen, and her under eyes were purple. She looked exhausted.

"I'm Ronan and this is Jade," The bald man introduced.

"Now, make me gorgeous."

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Once the stylists were done they had her hair curled with several braids intertwined with sea shells decorating it. Her eyes were lined with black liner and chrome eyeshadow with her cheeks decorated with iridescent highlighter. Her lips were pained a purple/pink colour and her ears had sea shells on it.

"Wow," was all she could say, staring at herself in the mirror.

"You were already beautiful, we just emphasized it," Jade smiled.

"She looks amazing guys!" Athena turned around to see another man, he had long curly hair reaching below his shoulder, olive skin tone and the greenest eyes she had ever seen.

"What dress are you putting me in?" Athena instantly asked curious as to what she was wearing.

"Straight to the point are we?" He mused raising an eyebrow. Athena nodded.

"This is -"

"Summer" Athena finished.

"You know me?" Summer seemed surprised.

"I use to love watching your fashion shows when I lived here." Athena smiled. She use to drag her father to watch them with her to the point he started to rate the outfits with her. He wouldn't admit it but she knew he enjoyed the fashion.

"You lived here?" Summer asked walking over the the closet and pulling out a dress bag.

"She's Highbottoms daughter," Ronan said as he sprayed her hair with hairspray.

"Oh," was all he said masking his surprise.

He unzipped the bag and revealed the purple dress. It was beautiful. It was a sheer iridescent dress that mimicked the flow of water. He pulled out a pearled bra for her to put on underneath.

Once she put it on she couldn't help but to be shocked with how expensive she looked. The dress looped around her neck and came over her breasts. Two streaks of fabric came out from behind her shoulder flowing down her back and pooling against the floor. Her skirt started just below her belly button, having it less see through around her waist and sheering out once it hit her knees.

The last touch to the dress was long pearled heels that Athena wasn't sure she would be able to walk in.

"Now, you are a true goddess," Summer beamed looking at her through the mirror.

"She ready?" A Peackeeper asked poking his head through the door.

"Yes," Summer guided her to the peacekeeper who outstretched their hand to help her. They walked out of the room, down the hallway and into another large room. Inside were all their tributes and mentors.

Athena let go of the Peacekeepers and walked over to Merlin.

"Wow," was all he could say. Athena could feel herself blush.

"You clean up nicely yourself," he was wearing almost a sailors outfit to show that she was a siren.

"I'm offended," he faked hurt by putting his hand over his heart and giving her wounded look.

"I always look nice," he corrected her laughing.

"Did you have to scare away your mentor?" Athena felt every nerve in her boys react. She turned around and there he stood. He had on a white suit with a red rose in his chest pocket. His best white hair was slit back and a bewildered look was on his face.

"Coriolanus."