Dawn of Light

Prologue

Winning had been easy for him. Two years ago, he had claimed the victor's crown, using his wits and cunning to get his well-deserved victory. Mentoring only once, he had already brought his tribute home.

Every outer district wanted to have Charles Chevrolet as its mentor.

It was not really possible, and the young man of eighteen could only work for Six. Or that's what he had thought, until he was called in gamemaker Matthew Hayes' office.

"Yes?" he asked in his overly excited and childish voice.

"Mr. Chevrolet," Hayes said, "This is regarding the district you mentor."

No greetings. No wasting time. Getting right to the point.

"What about it?!" Charles asked, pouting. To the capitol, he had always been a little unstable, a psychopath even, without any fear or regret but Charles knew better.

"Can you drop the act?" Hayes muttered in a somewhat irritated voice. During his private sessions, Charles had burnt the entire survival station, killing two Avoxes. Hayes had taken it quite personally. Everyone knew it. The Gamemaker was also aware that Charles was completely fine. Not only fine, he was exceptionally intelligent and exceptionally villainous. Neither ever mentioned it.

"Nah!" Charles said with a huge grin, "I can't Matthew!"

Hayes sighed.

"Anyway, so I have decided that instead of District Six, you will mentor District Eight this year."

Charles' expression changed to the exact opposite of what it had been. His face solemn, a little angry even. Although his eyes were empty, just as they always were.

"Why?" he demanded.

"The mentor from Eight died recently," Hayes replied, without any sadness or feeling, "So I decided to give them a good mentor. A reliable victor."

Charles laughed. He? Reliable? The boy who killed his own mother when he was eight? His laugh was even more high pitched than before, and Hayes didn't even try to hide his irritation by pressing his hands on his ears.

"You have to be joking!" Charles said.

"I don't joke."

"I can tell that by looking at your face. But why did you choose me?"

Hayes let a smirk play across his lips. Maybe for the first time Charles had asked a question like a human. Devoid of curiosity, yes, but at least it wasn't that high pitched laughing again. He should have had filmed it.

"You brought a victor in your very first year."

"That's because Anya is pretty much like me," Charles replied genuinely. There were rumours that he, in fact, did hold affections for Anya Ford. Charles was himself not sure whether they were rumours or not. He knew one thing though; he didn't like her in that way. That would be so embarrassing. Charles Chevrolet in love, sheesh! It would be a blow to his flawless image of an intimidating and childish psychopath. And Charles cared about his image too much.

"Doesn't matter. You can still take one of them to the final ten, I'm certain of it."

Suddenly, Charles felt very tired of this discussion. Why was he here anyway? Hayes could have just called and let him know. The eighteen-year-old boy simply shrugged, and before Hayes could say anything more, walked out of his office with a simple wave. There, that took care of everything.

The boy didn't want to leave Six. His younger brother, Arden, was an actual psychopath. Only Charles could keep him in control. If he was gone… Charles didn't even want to think about all the mischief Arden could cause. In fact, even he was frightened that Arden could kill him someday, and yet he continued to love his brother. He was worried, more worried than he usually was.

But what had happened, had happened. There was nothing Charles could do about it…

Hello, hello! To new readers, welcome. To my old friends, welcome back! Here is the fourth SYOT of mine, and although the previous one is still in progress, I decided to open the submissions for the new one. Dawn of Light is the sequel to Glass Glade, so it will obviously have a subplot. I hope that doesn't bother you much. Anyway, what do you think of Charles? It was a pleasure to write for him in Glass Glade and I am so excited to write for him again.

I don't have any rules as such, just fill out the form completely and don't submit recycled tributes. Please. I know it's tempting but still. You can submit any number of tributes, but I will most probably accept only one per person. Most probably.

Also, as my old readers are very well aware of, I don't write about any mature themes. ANY matured themes. Just think that the rating of this story is k+ and then fill out the form.

I come across as very strict when I read back the A/N but honestly, I'm not this bad! XD

Lastly, enjoy!

Tribute form:

Name:

Age:

Gender:

District (at least three):

Personality (be descriptive. Around six-seven sentences will be good enough):

Backstory (I can work with simple things too):

Appearance (I don't mind a dark skinned D1 tribute or a slightly lighter skin D11 one. Although it will be good if you do stick to the original. I'm not going to turn away your submission just because they don't look right though.):

Face claim (you can send links if you don't know the actor's name):

Family/Friends (if they are very important to the tribute then you can elaborate, but as such this is not that important):

Reaped/Volunteered:

Reaction/Reason:

Weapon of choice/ special skills (you can talk about anything your tribute is good at. Whether it be running, fist-fighting, survival skills, archery, etc.):

Recommended training score (likely to change):

Interview angle (funny, adorable, etc. Please remember that people can have stage fright too):

Strengths (personality, at least three-six):

Weaknesses (personality, should be at least equal to the number of strengths):

Allies :

Thoughts on the Capitol and the Games :

Anything else:

I hope the form isn't too long. The deadline is till August 13. I think I would have finished writing Garden of Roses by then anyway. Hopefully.

So, thank you for reading, and I am looking forward to your submissions. I know they will be great!

Have a great day!