The Great Hunt (702nd Hunger Games)

Read the 701st Games first if you want!

Unlike the previous games, these will be a regular games, so no main character.

The title of these games is a hint at the arena. Let that help you.

District 1
"Quit it Felix." I moan as I try to go back to sleep. "Come on Justine, it's reaping day! We should volunteer this year, the kid last year did it and he WON!" Felix was saying excitedly. "Alright alright! I'll volunteer. But you better not volunteer. We don't need to both go at once, we can be back to back victors like Cashmere and Gloss."

I got dressed and ready for reaping day. Kids often fought for who got to be the tribute for District 1, and the reapings were normally very violent. But I promised Felix something, and I won't let him down.

"Welcome welcome! I hope you all are ready. It's time to pick one of you to go into the games!" the escort said loudly. "But first, let me introduce the 701st Victor, Uzi Kystrel!" The youngest of our victors stands up and gives a sheepish wave to the crowd who cheer him on. He sat back down and the silence resumed.

"So, let me pick the girls." She drew a name of some 12 year old girl. "I volunteer!" I shout, beating the other girls forward and being picked to go up to the stage. "What's your name dear?" the escort asks. "Justine Leonard." I reply. "Our female tribute, Justine Leonard!"

She then drew the boy's name. As usual, tons of boys volunteered, but I was surprised and shocked to see Felix run up to the stage. "Our male tribute, Felix Leonard. Say, are you two related?" The escort asked. "We're twins." For some reason, the crowd went silent.

"I told you not to volunteer! We both can't win felix!" I mutter to him angrily as we board the train. "I'm-I'm sorry! I just got nervous... scared for you!" he said. "Well couldn't you see I was trying to PROTECT you?" I mutter back. He's at a loss for words as we leave for the capitol.

Day 1, Piper Haywood
"Ha! PIPER! What a GIRLY name. I don't expect you to survive the bloodbath!" the boy from 4 says to me as I'm forced to endure his presence in the elevator. "Maybe if your parents had called you John or something, you'd get to Day 2!" he then laughed and slapped his knee, when suddenly my district partner snapped.

"Shut your mouth! I ain't afraid to put you on your ass if you insult him about his name again!" Posia shouted. The boy's smirk faded as anger replaced it, as he grasped Posia around the throat. "YOU DON'T SAY HUH?" Posia kicked him in the crotch as the elevator door opened up, and the surprised tributes from 7 stared at us.

"Sorry, I just got sick of him picking on you." Posia said when we reached the training floor. "It's no problem at all. You wouldn't want to be allies in the games, would you?" I ask shyly, expecting her to say no. "If we go after that kid from 4? Sure. I'd love to join you."

Some crazy dude in a tall hat jumped up on the podium, apparently our head trainer. "You there! Remind me how you're last years counterpart died!" he said, pointing at the boy from 2. "Um, excuse me?" the boy replied. "Well, go ahead, share with everyone how they bit the dust!"

I wasn't liking this guy much, but the boy from 2 responded anyway. "He was killed by wasps?" the trainer dude did a spin, saying "That's correct! Let that be a lesson to all of you tributes. Never go underwater to escape our wasps. The drill wasps are only reflected by one thing." he paused for a second, before someone finally said "What would that be?"

He then threw a block of cheddar at us all, as it bonked the girl from 6 in the head. "That's right, CHEESE! Now you know the drill, get training or you might DIE... unless you're that bloke from 10 who got a 3 and still won it 8 years ago... but YOU GUYS ARE NOT!"

"What a nutcase." Posia muttered as we went to the fire starting station. "If he were a tribute I'd beat him to death with only my hands... if I could fight bare handed..."

We attempted to start a fire multiple times, and eventually, we got a stable one going. Impressed with our work, we headed to polish what combat knowledge we knew. Posia flourished, and I felt a little embarassed compared to her, as my fighting skills were next to none.

"Alright go to lunch." Some gruff peacekeeper said. The nutty guy led us to the cafeteria, and to some of us, it was an awesome sight. "Eat to your heart's content." the nut said, as he let us go.

"A sight for sore eyes..." I say as a bite a hamburger, finally feeling proper nourishment from the past few days. "I'll say." Posia replied, ripping into a steak.

After the meal, an incident occured in the training room. The tributes from 9 were trying to kill each other, and you wouldn't guess who tried to go in and kill both of them. That's right, the sadist from 4. "YOU TRIED TO KILL ME!" the girl from 9 shouted to her partner, who had a knife clenched in his hands. It took 3 peacekeepers and a tazer to restrain the boy from 4, who had attempted to kill both tributes from 9.

"That there is not a good way to play our games!" the nutty trainer said. "All evil shall be punished in equal amounts!" Suddenly, he yanked a sword from his cane, impaling it's blade through the boy from 4's stomach. "That oughtta teach you, boy, to not cheat ever again. Take him away, punish him DEARLY."

Apparently the nut was not as harmless as I initially thought, and soon, we were dismissed. "What a day." I said, and Posia simply nodded. "At least the boy from 4 won't be bothering us in training anymore." she replies. I was still stunned by how violent the tributes were to each other... for once I was afraid of being attacked next.

Training Day 2, Rita Rios
After what happened to Manta, any sufficiently bloodthirsty tributes knew to be on guard. When I asked about my district partner (whom I honestly cared less about), they said he was on the mend and would return for the games. Not good news, but it was something.

The careers this year were not anything out of the norm. Aurum brought us together, us being the District 1 twins, Ursula, Manta, and myself. A new arrival was the boy from 3, Caspian Mahoney or something like that, and when I met him, he gave me the chills.

"Well careers, let's sharpen up some more on combat. Don't wanna be bested by the antis like the poor lads last year do we now?" Aurum said, even though the winner last year was the career's leader. I knew he felt confident in his abilities to won, but he should know that I'm simply better than him. These games were mine to win.

We were sharpening our ranged skills since yesterday we focused on melee combat though whole time ("Don't want to be outshot like last year. Remember the girl from 5 guys?" Aurum's orders still buzzing around in my thoughts), when I got a disturbing visit from our newest career.

"I like the color brown. It's the color of chocolate." Caspian whispered to me. "Uh, thanks?" I reply, backing up a bit from him. "There's no need to run, consider me a friend." I was getting really uneasy, when thankfully, Aurum got sick of throwing axes at the same target and decided to go somewhere else.

"Traps eh? I got plenty of them here!" Felix said before pulling off his top, pointing at his actual trap muscles. "Please, excuse my brother, he doesn't know what he's doing" Justine said before grabbing him by the ear like a child and pulling him from our sights. This got a good laugh out of Aurum, but he was quick to stop when he saw us all waiting to begin.

"Okay, trap making... Personally, I like using traps, but a certain trap reminds me of a certain scumbag who used them. So, I'm going to demonstrate said trap, as it's very effective." He then picked up some ropes, and after quickly tying them together, said "Ta-Da, a net trap."

I was familiar with the net trap, using them when I fished. I excelled in the trap making, smiling when Felix and Justine returned to see Felix's expression looking like Justine told him santa claus didn't exist.

"Ugh, why aren't the ends tying together?" Ursula said frustrated as her ropes fell apart again. "Here, let me show you..." I say, going over to show her how to properly tie ropes together. "Wow, thanks. I owe you one." she said to me, but I just shook my head. "Nah, consider it a favor."

We moved stations, and I began to get closer with Ursula. I found out she was the youngest of 4, and the only girl. "My brothers, boy, you should see them bicker. Sometimes it's funny, but it can turn violent. I typically try and stay away from the violent ones." she fnishes telling me as the end of training bell rings.

"Well, I guess I'll see you tomorrow then." I say to Ursula, who smiles back and says "See ya." She leaves the elevator to the District 2 floor, as I'm left alone.

I exit from the elevator on the district 4 floor when two large men in dark clothing stop me. "Excuse me miss, but you're from District 4 correct?" the larger one asks. "The best there is." I say smugly. "You wouldn't happen to know about any Waterbornes would you?"

I remembered the family name. Threw a huge fuss after the 700th games, started a war with the capitol and were quickly defeated in 2 weeks. "Didn't the last of them die in the games last year?" I ask. "We thought the same. They've been reports of activity from a few survivors in and around District 4, and we hoped you knew about them."

"I'm afraid I know nothing. Maybe you should ask Manta." I told them. "We did." the smaller man turns his head, revealing a fresh knife wound. "We'll deal with him if he even survives the games. If you find any Waterbornes though, contact us. They need to be eliminated."

They handed me a card, which was kind of humorous considering their shady ways, which was a phone number. However, I grew suspicious about Manta. He attacked the two men after being asked. Did he have connections with rebel remnants from the war that happened 2 years ago? I could only be left in mystery as I went to my room and tried to get some sleep.

Arena
A massive field golden meadow surrounds the cornucopia, which is surrounded on all 4 sides by a large, lush temperate forest. The beauty of the land hides the darkness and evil that is found is one ventures too deep in the woods, when bright and cheery forest turns into dark and dreary swamps. The happy animals will turn into vicious ones. But the tributes don't know that, and advice won't save them from the deep woods.

The Meadow
A bright and cheery golden meadow, where the cornucopia stands tall. The meadow has harvestable wheat for the tributes skilled in farming, and can be used to supply for the whole games.

The Outer Forests
Bright, green, and full of animals, expect to see Deer, Rabbits, Foxes, Birds, and the occasional Turtle, the outer forests are cheery and mirthful, full of non aggressive animals and by far the safest part of the arena.

The Inner Forests
Darker and more dangerous, the outer forests give way to the inner forest as a tribute ventures further from the cornucopia. The peaceful animals have been replaced by more beastly ones, including Wolf, Snake, Bear, and Bobcat, the inner forests are more risky and wild. However beasts here offer more furs and meat, so it's risky and rewarding at the same time.

The Swamps
Soon the ground gives way to shallow dark waters, and the trees grow more crooked and tall to blot out the sun at all times. Surrounded by an eternal fog, the swamps are the most sinister parts of the arena. Populated by menaces including crocodiles, capitol modified tarantulas, and the vile komodo dragon, any sane tribute would stay far from the swamp. The only advantage offered at all is seclusion, for anyone who can kill or avoid the predators will not be bothered by others.

Alliances
Careers: Felix Leonard, Justine Leonard, Aurum Chirp, Ursula Hart, Caspian Mahoney, Manta Li, Rita Rios, Lanni Binary, Veles Koshikadu, Willow Mervall,  Split

Loyalists: Aurum Chirp, Lanni Binary, Ursula Harrt, Felix Leonard

Seperatists: Caspian Mahoney, Justine Leonard, Manta Li, Rita Rios

Anti-Careers : Marvin Xyles, Cliffe Holden, Jacob Woodward, Harry Tores, Oceana Colburn  Disbanded

Siblings: Amy Light, Wheeler Light  Disbanded

Alliance 1: Piper Haywood, Posia Courtier, Jacob Woodward

Alliance 2: Dawn Pyres, Corin Greer

Loners:  Gossamer Harris, Proserpina Cambric , Cicely Steer , Amy Light, Willow Mervall

Games
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Marvin Xyles
"Well boy from 5, are you ready?" My stylist who never cared about my name asked. "Listen, it's Marvin. And no, not really." The guy just leans back and lights a cigarrate saying "Too bad." before tossing me my arena outfit. "Wait, I'm supposed to change in front of you?"

"Well yea kid, don't want any tributes sneaking illegal items in there outfit do we now?" Embarassed, I changed in front of the stylist, who seemed to not even care as he threw his cigarrate in an ash tray. "Now get in your tube and don't be my responsibility again."

I was sitting in the tube, annoyed  that I was early as the countdown for rising had even began. Any good stylist would tell their tribute what the arena was, but no, not mine. He could care less if I lived or died, and probably wouldn't visit me if I won anyway.

After some waiting, the countdown finally began. Nervous for the games, knowing I could be in a life or death situation, I stood, ready to face whatever was thrown at me. "Tubes rising in 3, 2, 1..." My tube began to rise up immediately, and soon, I found myself in the arena.

Holy smokes, the arena was gorgeous. A golden meadow seemed to reflect the suns rays, casting a paradisal look only found in District 11 at dawn. "60. 59. 58." The countdown from a minute began. I looked around, trying to gain as much knowledge of the area as fast as I could.

Forestry surrounded the edge of the meadow, and I knew that was my only option to go. The anti careers had never taken the cornucopia from my memory, and I don't think this year would be the first.

The chick from 10 stood on my left, and I knew she wasn't a huge problem. But my luck ran out, as on my right, as the career leader, the boy from 2, who was giving me death glares, saying something probably like "You anti career scum, I'm coming for you first."

"19, 18, 17..." The countdown was reaching the end of it's turn. The others began to get in stances to take a charge at the cornucopia, as I just prayed that I'd get out of this thing alive. "10, 9, 8..." It was coming to it's close. I put one foot in front of the other, leaning forward to get a good push. "3, 2, 1..." a horn similar to one used by medieval hunters sounded, and I pushed off my plate and began a full sprint ahead.

Dawn Pyres
I'm off my plate as soon as the strange horn blows, running full steam ahead towards the cornucopia. I was looking for Corin, who I asked to ally, and she said she'd think about it. I hoped she was done thinking as now it was a life or death situation.

The boy from 12 who looked like a blonde Agent Smith swung his sword at me, and I was forced backwards to dodge. He swung again, this time catching my clothes and tearing them. He followed up with a stab, which I sidestepped as I ran past him.

I grabbed the closest thing to me, which happened to be an ax. I threw the heavy weapon at him, but he shuffled out of the way. It bought me enough time to find the fancy dueling sword I had been training with, and I moved forward, taking the offensive on the boy.

After a swordfight, our blades locked, and he was trying to overpower me with his raw power. "Remember, if your blades lock, pull apart..." the sword trainer's words echo in my head. I pulled my blade free, and the now off balance Harry was easy to push down.

"Sorry Harry, but only one tribute here will wear have shades." I say, my weapon at his throat. "Oh please, just kill me and spare me of these crappy boasts." I complied, stabbing my sword through his neck, pulling it back out as I looked for Corin, running off in search of her.

Posia Courtier
Piper and I fought together, weapons drawn. We were holding our own against the career boy from 7, thought it was taking both of us to keep up with his reflexes. He whirled his ax in a spinning blow, causing both me and Piper to duck, as we thrust our weapons at us again.

He dodged my machete and parried Piper's knife, striking at us again with his ax. This fight was never going to end, we wouldn't escape the cornucopia with this career kid in our way. The fight was abruptly ended however, when a looming figure appeared to us.

"Out of my way, boy." The monster from 4 said as he pushed the career from 7 out of the way. In his hands was a huge bolo knife at least 3 feet long, more like a sword than knife. "Piper.... run." We both took off, the two careers in hot pursuit of us.

I felt Piper fall as something struck him. A thrown ax was stuck in his thigh, thrown by the boy from 7. The boy from 4 was practically on top of us, as I quickly hoisted Piper over my shoulders and ran. "It's only a flesh wound!" I tell him as we enter the forest.

Thankfull the careers dont pursue us into the woods, and I run to a small stream, were I sit Piper down to look at the wound. "It's... it's deep." He moans, looking at the thrown ax. "It's gotta come out..." I say. "Alright, you ready... one... two... three..."

I begin to get it out of his leg. It's terrible as blood gushes from the wound, and Piper's throws his hand at my face, knocking me to the forest floor. "I'm sorry Posia... it's just..." I get back up, the ax still in there. "C'mon Piper... just... grab my hand... it'll be painless, I promise."

He grabs my free hand, as I pull on the ax some more. His grip tightens and I can feel my hand lose circulation, but my trick works, and we get the throwing ax out. "Now about the wound..." I say, realizing we didn't grab a bag or anything.

"Catnip..." Piper says. "Cat food won't help that." I reply. "No Posia, the plant... it'll stop bleeding... it will grow in abundance in this climate... just find some, and apply it to the wound. Trust me, I know plants."

I was a little skeptical, but Piper explained to me what it looked like. A leafy plant with a lot of white flowers on top. I found what I could assume it was, and when I brought it back, Piper said that I had found the right stuff.

"How can I ever thank you Posia..." he says as I apply the plant to the wound, and like he says, the bleeding stops. "That oughtta hold us until we can get some bandages." I say, sitting down. "Well, at least we made it." Piper says to me, and I smile. "Yea, at least we made it."

Aurum Chirp
"Now missy, you should know better than that." I say as I rip my spear out of the girl from 8, kicking her corpse into the grass. "You should've learned that Chirps aren't to be messed with from your buddy Bronze Lucrian. But, I guess he can't tell you cause he died as well."

"Aurum. They're more tributes claiming to be careers. What should we do with them?" Justine asks me. "Let them prove theirselves. We could use more numbers." I say calmly, spectating the chaos around me. "Alright, I will." Justine says before running off.

I see Felix about to kill the boy from 6, before I strut over. "Play dead." I whisper to him as I pretend to slash the back of his neck. He follows my order and lays there. "Here, let me help you up friend." I say, extending my arm to the boy from 6.

He grabs my hand and I pull him up... right into the blade of my sword. Felix stands up, unaware of my trick, and just runs off. "You're so naive. You should thank me 12 year old. I just saved you from a days worth of trouble." I then pull my blade out and leave him in the grass to die.

"Where the boy is, the girl follows. Find and kill Amy Light before she causes problems." I order Caspian who had just finished mutilating the girl from 12. Being the bloodthristy maniac he is, he went searching like a hound, and soon dissapeared. Boy did I love being the boss.

Cicely Steer
I was hiding... quivering in fear. Tributes were dropping like flies, and so far the careers were the strongest, taking down a bunch of anti careers and other tributes. I knew I'd have to make a run for it soon, or I'd be the next dead tribute.

I ran with the only item I got, a whip, and headed for the woods. Was that a mistake. The career girl from 7 was there, and she chucked an ax at me. It hit me hard as I fell onto my back, cursing as I knew the end was coming.

"Good job Willow! You're making a great career!" the girl from 2 said happily as she patted the girl from 7 on the back. Willow began to walk over, to finish the job I assume, as I began to think of a plan. I had to get out of this... but how?

I threw my whip up and whirled a lasso around Willow's neck, pulling her down to the ground as I began to strangle her with the whip. The girl from 2 looked shocked, drawing her sword and rushing forward. Just on cue was the bloak from 8 who shoved Ursula to the ground.

The whip was soon cut however by the girl from 3 who arrived. She flashed me a grin as she pushed the ax into my chest further with her foot, as Willow ripped it out of my chest to throw at the boy from 8. I saw him fall, and looked up, ignoring the bloody hole in my chest.

"I guess the scientific weighing of the odds in these games were against you. For nimrods like you, that basically means... you're fucked." the girl from 3 says with a smirk, before she stamps her foot in my open chest wound and brings her knife down on my head, finishing me for good.

Cliffe Holden
The careers were ravenous, like a pack of wolves. There were just, so, many! They were cutting antis down left and right, this alliance was squabbling. I bet the boy from 2 had researched last games top to bottom, and was targetting us do to how antis beat the careers last year.

Oceana and Jack had fallen... and Jacob was about to. "No way in hell." I murmer, rushing forward and using the momentum of my speed to drive my sword into the career from 7, who had his ax raised and ready to kill. No blood sprays, it's a really clean cut.

"Bastard..." the boy says as he falls. "Come on Jacob, we need to g-" I'm cut off from my final word, as I feel hot blood warm up in my mouth. Something's terribly wrong, and when I look down, I know I'm done. The blade of a sword sticks through my abdomen, a fencing one like mine. "Dawn..." I mutter.

"That's right you cutthroat." Dawn replies. Jacob only watched in horror, I know he wouldn't attack, he couldn't hurt a fly. "Surprised you lived this long... being so easy to push." her blade goes deeper inside of me, before she says in an angered tone "Looks like you're the one being pushed."

Knowing her blade is all the way through me and seeing Marvin arriving, I decide to save my allies. I knew Dawn would hunt them down, so with the blade through me, I pushed myself forward, and got the sword out, whirling around and punching Dawn in the side of the head. "Go Marvin, take Jacob with you!" I shout, before her blade pierces my neck.

I fall on my knees, my last glimpes of life going through my eyes. "I used to think highly of you, Cliffe Holden of District 9." Dawn says as she picks up my sword. "But now I know who you really are." She places both her swords like a scissor on both sides of my neck. "Say hi to Alice." she adds on, before crossing the blades like a scissor, decapitating my short life.

Amy Light
I pray to anyone who will help me. I can't do this much longer, Wheeler has been killed by that stupid boy from 2, and I was left alone... afraid... grasping for what little courage I had as I cowered behind a large crate in the back of the cornucopia. The bloodbath must've ended, cause all the careers were coming into the cornucopia.

"Count our losses." the smug boy from 2 said, obviously expecting it to be zero. "One dead, two injured." the girl from 1 responded. "Damn... who has fallen?" he replied, mad at his failure to keep them all alive. "Veles. Struck down by the boy from 9."

"What of him?" Aurum asks again. "His district partner took care of him. Here's his head." the girl from 1 responded, as I see her hold up the kid from 9's severed head. "Alright, and the injured?" The boy from 2 asks. "It's nothing, just a scratch..." the girl from 7 says, showing him some blood surroundind her neck. "Girl from 10 tried whip-strangling me. It didn't work out."

"Who else?" The boy from 1 stepped forward. "Well, this." Felix says, showing him the back of his neck. "Of course Felix. It's not even bleeding. You played a good part in that plan." the boy from 2 replied, before suddenly they were all interrupted.

"Where the heck is the food?" The girl from 3 shouted. Panic shook the cornucopia as they searched far and wide, barely not seeing me hidden in shadow. "That's what they meant by the great hunt. We have to hunt it for ourself!" The girl from 4 shouted angrily.

"Okay guys, calm down. We don't have food, but that means the other tributes don't either. Remember the traps I showed you in training? Guess what, they work on animals to. We'll set plenty of them up in the woods, and reap the rewards. No problem at all."

I took off running right then. No one expected it, and the only person who saw me and was ready was the girl from 2. I pushed her aside and sprinted into the woods, easily outrunning the whole career pack. They couldn't catch me, the only one who could was my late brother...

I jump up and scale a tree as fast as I can. The careers circle below me, but the boy from 2 stops them all. "Remember last games? 2 careers died in a situation like this. She'll come down, she'll have too. But we aren't camping under this tree until she does. Head back to the cornucopia."

Angered that my full plan had been foiled, I calmed down remembering that I was safe, and alive. I knew I had to win for my late brother. I knew I could do it. I just had to believe.

Caspian Mahoney
Soon after our chase with the girl from 6, the cannons began to boom. One, two, three, four... five, six, seven, eight... then they stopped. "Good job guys, that's a third of the competition." Aurum said, before sitting down. "Rest for a minute, we need to start our traps."

We weaved and wove, hammered and slashed, tied knot after knot, making many contraptions for trapping. Lanni beat us all, being the typical smart district 3 kid, able to make a metal contraption similar to a mouse trap that could kill animals the size of deer.

Me? I just settled for a good ol' bear trap. "Ah Caspian. An impressive trap that is." Aurum says to me, and I just look down. I couldn't take his charming hopsitality, he was going to turn me soft. After all, we careers would have to kill each other eventually.

"Everyone set? Pick your spot of the woods, and lay them out." Aurum orders everyone, and soon, we're all walking around, putting our animal/tribute traps down in many spots.

Felix stands beside me, crouched over as he springs up his tripwire trap. I could take a bite out of him... I slap myself. "You like torture, not cannibalism." I tell myself, just to see Felix looking at me. "Uh, you okay?" he asks. "Yea, just fine..." I mutter, returning to my business.

So, most of us hungry, we try to distract ourselves with knowing that there were plenty of animals and that we were going to be fine. Or so, Aurum tells us. He has most of the alliance wrapped around his thumb due to his innate charm, but I'm not impressed. If he thinks he can "tame" me he has another thing coming.

Jacob Woodward
"These games are going awful! No food! Most of the antis are dead! WHY ME?!" Marvin seems to have finally broken down and is throwing a fit. I just try to keep away from him, as I know he might strike me if I disagree in the slightest.

"It's just... not fair! NOT FAIR!" His panic attack was getting too much. He would attract attention, night had fallen, and people's ears would be more attentive during night. "Marvin, please, you're panicking, just calm it down, or else we might be found by the chick from 9."

Marvin sits down, holding his head and muttering "Why, why, why?" I sit beside him, trying to calm him down. "It's okay dude, I'm still alive, and as much as I'm concerned, we're both leaving this arena that way." He looked up on me. "Really?"

"Yea dude. Just calm down." I reply. "Thanks Jacob." He says, finally calmed down. Midnight must have arrived, as the horns of the anthem begin to play proudly over the arena. "Look to the skies..." I mutter as I watch the first face appear in the clouds.

The boy from 6 appears first. Honestly his chances were low, so it wasn't surprising. He was followed by the career boy from 7, who I knew was deadly, and surprised he was taken out. The male from 8 was next, and I honestly didn't know much of him, and his district partner followed as well.

Cliffe showed up in the sky next, guilt for the death of our leader still plauging me. My district partner appeared next, which kind of saddened me, as I had gotten to know her. Both tributes from 12 appeared, and then the forest's ambience continued.

We both fell asleep, but were waken up late in the night by a noise. "A... fire? Did you start a campfire Jacob?" Marvin asks. "No..." I reply. Something rustles in the bushes. Marvin grabs his spear as I hide in the shrubbery, before the boy from 4 lurhces forward.

I'm horrified when Marvin is ran through by the career from 4. He sputters, trying to raise his spear, but he goes still before he can stab back. '''BOOM! '''"Where's the other one?" the boy from 4 asks. "Manta, I think this guy's alone." the girl from 4 says to her district partner.

"No, I heard two voices." Manta replies, a little aggrivated. "Manta, there is nobody else. The fool started a fire, we killed him as ordered. Let's go back and get some sleep." the girl replies. "Fine." Manta says, before both of them dissapear.

I rush over to Marvin's body, crouching beside it. My last ally, last friend, had just died. I sat there and wathced... did nothing. "I'm... so sorry... Please... forgive me..." Too guilty to bear the site any longer, I pick his spear up and run as far from his body as I possibly can.

Corin Greer
"Dawn, we've ran long enough..." I say, trying to catch my breath. "Corin, if we don't keep moving, those damn careers will catch us. Come on!" She replies, agitated. "I'm not going anywhere until I can get some rest. We've been running since 5 AM! Come on Dawn, please!"

After some begging, Dawn finally agrees, as we both sit down. "Hmm, this part of the woods seems a little more spooky..." Dawn notes as the once cheerful birds were replaced more by distant growls and wolf howls. Eerie, but so far, not dangerous.

After rummaging through the supplies, we found out there was no food. "Really? My luck..." I say as I open up an empty canteen. "Guess we'll have to live off the land..." Dawn replies, throwing the bag over her shoulder. "Guess we can start by searching for animals."

The darker and creepier deep woods was really chilling, and I always felt like something was watching. "A creek just up ahead. We can fill our canteens and maybe find something drinking from it." Dawn says, pointing ahead. Sure enough, a small creek runs gently through the land.

I begin to fill the canteens up as Dawn keeps a lookout for any hostile creatures. I respected my ally well enough, but was concerned about her history with her two friends, one which she killed a while ago and the other during these games. I hoped I wouldn't be her 3rd friend to die by her blade.

"Corin, look!" Dawn whispered. A meaty wolf was drinking from the river, it's body turned away from us. "Alright, you distract it and I'll stab it."

I wasn't real happy with my role, but knew I would have to be brave to get through the games. I walked over, picked up a decent sized rock. "Hey!" I shout as I chuck the rock towards the wolf, watching it hit the ground beside it. "Fresh meat here!"

He leaps across the river, and I wince as I'm expected to be pounced on. I'm not however as the wold falls dead, Dawn succesfully killing it. "Good job Corin." She says, as we both carry our kill back to where we had set up camp. I just hoped killing a tribute would be just as easy...

Piper Haywood
"Wake up sleepy head." Posia says to me, shaking me awake. I attempt to stand, but my leg is unable to hold it. "Dang it..." I mutter as I slump back down, but Posia just hands me a handful of berries. I look at them, and decide to eat them.

"My favorite..." I say, savoring the sweet taste of blueberry. "I found a whole bush full of them. I also wrapped up your leg too, how does it look?" Posia asks me, as I take a look at the wound. It's starting to scab over, and the blood has stopped pouring out of it. "Good." I reply.

I manage to stand with the help of a large stick, as Posia shows me the blueberry bush. We pick berries from it and fill both of our bags up with blueberries, and we return to camp to take a break.

"You know the woods are beautiful at this hour." I say, watching the sun pierce the leafy canopy. "Yea, reminds me of home." Posia replies with a smile. I was growing a feeling for her, but I was too nervous to tell her... maybe I would eventually...

Our peace was interrupted when something crashed through our camp and collapsed on the ground. Posia drew her machete, pointing it at the thing lying on the ground.

"It's a tribute!" I say in surprise as the boy attempts to sit up, but falters and falls back down. "State your business...." Posia says, tapping him lightly with the machete's tip. "Or this will have to go completely through you."

"They're dead... all dead... They took Marvin last night, and they're coming for me next!" The boy said, holding himself as he rocked back and forth. The kid was afraid of something... but who was he talking about?

"Who?!" I ask, curious to know. "The careers. You have to help me, or they'll get me too!" The boy says, standing up. "You will right? You two are the only ones I could find who aren't killers. I need help to save us from them."

I look to Posia, throwing her a confused look. She looks equally confused, so I speak up. "Uhm, I guess? We could use help... so who are you anyway?" I ask the boy, who seems to be calming down now.

"Jacob Woodward of District 10, last anti-career alive." It hits me. The antis were dead. They were only 15 tributes left, 9 of them careers, meaning only 6 people could oppose them. If we didn't do something, they were guranteed to win. I couldn't let that happen.

"Well, I'm Piper Haywood of District 11." I say, dropping my weapon. Posia sheathes her machete, a smile replacing her serious look. "I'm Posia Courtier of District 11." she says. Jacob then gets a mischievous smile. "District partners huh? Most of them who ally almost always end up lovers..." I turn my head away... didn't want Posia to see me blushing...

Willow Mervall
I hurl the throwing ax again, watching it bury in the same tree I've been throwing it at for the past hours. I was training my aim, so I didn't miss. My mentor told both Veles and I to sharpen up whenever we could, that we'd never know when it'd help us save our life.

"Willow, you've been out here for so long..." Ursula says, walking over to me, a worried look on her. "Yea, why don't you take a break?" Lanni, who must've followed Ursula, adds on.

"Well, after Veles was killed, I knew I couldn't follow in suit. He was caught off guard by a loser from the pathetic District 9. I can't let that happen to me." I told them, and it was the honest truth.

"Listen hun, we all know what happened to Veles, but rest assured, Aurum says he won't rest if another one of us dies." Ursula says. How naive she was, she couldn't see the Chirp boy's true intention. He was just like any boy from 2, only in it for the glory.

"Do you honestly believe that? He's got you guys wrapped around his thumb with his false promises and tries to make you feel safe. He wants you to think he's your best friend and will always watch out for you, but the truth is, he's just a lying snake who's in it for his pride."

Ursula held her hand over her mouth, taken back by my hateful words. I was just so sick of everyone praising Aurum, that I had to get my opinion out there.

"Willow, listen, of course he's like that, he's from District 2." Ursula gives her a look that just shouts "Hey!" but not a word comes out. "He's going to want to win for pride of his district, they all do. But he's the best leader we have, and so far, he's only let one of us die. I say he's good."

I rip my throwing axe from the tree's trunk, turning back to my allies. "Whatever you guys say... we'll see if you still think that once we're the last 9 tributes alive." I say as I walk back to the cornucopia. I was ready to ditch the careers, but for the sake of survival, I wasn't going to leave just yet.

Felix Leonard
Ursula and Lanni got Willow to come back, just in time for Aurum to sit down and check us all in. "Noon check, starting now." he then proceeded to walk around, doing a headcount of us all to see if we were all still careers. He was a little clingy in my opinion, but it's okay, I'm still alive.

Justine then whispers in my ear "Don't trust him too much Felix. He's dangerous in his own ways, but for now, we pretend to trust him." I nod, knowing my sister means best, as I listen to what Aurum has to say.

"Nine careers, which is more than 75% of the tributes remaining. Congratulations, you guys have earned it. But I know what you're all thinking... what about food? Lunch would be nice right now, it is noon after all. So, why don't we go and see what our traps brought in?"

I walked over to my trap, dissapointed to see it caught nothing. "Aw..." I say, looking over to Caspian's trap, which was full of birds. "Ugh, I hate feathered things." He says as he looks into his trap, before brutally killing each one of the birds. I turn away in disgust, to see Justine's catch.

"Wow sis, didn't know you were a trapper!" I say as I see her kill the fat fox she caught, throwing it over her shoulder. "Yea, apparently that's the one thing we were taught right." She replied, as every other tribute grabbed what they caught and headed back.

Apparently, Manta was a good cook, and he offered to make the best of our catches. Naturally Lanni had the most catches, 3 rabbits and a deer foal. Aurum and Rita tied, each catching a fox and 2 turtles. Justine was next with her fat fox, Ursula managed to catch a pheasant, and of course Caspian caught his birds, leaving Willow and I out, catching nothing at all.

Everyone at together like a real meal, by Aurum's order of course, to make the careers feel more like a family or something. Ursula seemed to be the only one to love the idea, as everyone else just ate and barely spoke a word to each other.

Well fed for lunch, I decided to sharpen up my blade. "Good job there, see you're a natural." Rita commented as she walked by. "Thanks!" I chirp back, continuing my sharpening. So far, the games were going good... but I feared danger, lurking as the day waned on.

Dawn Pyres
Corin and I kept moving further away from the cornucopia, and soon the ground became muddy and the sun's strength was beginning to wane. "Gross." I say as my boots make a squishing sound as I walk, the mud trying to pull them off my feet.

It gets too dark, so I take my shades off and put them away, and I realize we're not in a forest anymore. "This is not a forest... it's a swamp..." Corin notes as water begins to appear and the trees grow crooked and more dense over the watery floor.

"It's repulsive is what it is." I say, happy I had gotten wolf meat for lunch. Too bad it was all gone now, as we'd have to find something in this crap swamp to eat, most likely something scaley.

We find a bunch of rocks sticking out of the muddy ground, and seeing it as something more solid to stand on, we set up our stuff on them.

"I thought the deep woods were chilling..." Corin says. "It feels like it's night time here when it's not even 2 o' clock in the afternoon!" I can feel for her, as I was terrified of the dark waters behind us, I just didn't show it. I didn't know what lurked in there, and soon my imagination ran wild.

Seeing as the canopy of the forest would blot out any smoke and that we were probably the only 2 humans in the swamp, I volunteered to start a fire. Grabbing branches high on the trees that weren't wet, I eventually got a good wood pile, and I lit a fire with some matches.

"That feels better..." I say, sitting by the fire, the light and warmth of it chasing away the creep of darkness that I felt. Any primal beast wouldn't bother us as long as it stayed alight. The swamp's aura still was there though, threatening Corin and I with tales of darkness...

Manta Li
It was getting to me. The games weren't supposed to be like this. There was supposed to be bloodshed, death, mutts, disasters... nothing of the sort had happened today. The rare bloodless day was upon us, and I hated every second of it.

"Aurum when do we get to kill someone?" I ask, trying not to sound as angry as I really am. "Patience Manta, we hunt as soon as the sun falls behind the horizon. Basically when it turns night."

I grumble and sit down and wait impatiently. The sun was getting low in the sky, it was about 6 PM and night would fall in 2 more hours. But what if we didn't kill anyone? Would the gamemakers get mad and throw something at us like they did many years ago?

The only other person who shared my anxiety for killing was Caspian, who I could tell, was also ready to shed some blood. He was constantly moving, pacing, muttering words I couldn't understand as he walked circles around the cornucopia. I didn't trust him, and I'm sure no one else did... it was just a matter of time before he turned on us.

"Something's bothering you." Rita says as she takes a seat beside me. "Yea, something is. Why do you care?" I ask. "Well, we're both District 4 tributes. Be honest, Districts 1 and 2 think we're the weakest career district. We have to stick together you know?"

I shake my head. "Games are bloodless. I don't like that, screw what the other districts think." Rita didn't seem to listen to that, instead replying "You know, two men asked me about something called Waterbornes. They said they asked you as well."

"Look where that got them..." I grumbled, not caring really. "Manta, they're the only hope for any change at all. They attempted last year, who knows, they might be back in another five." Sick of Rita's positive attitude, I raise my voice, saying "Well only one of us are going to get out and see that aren't we?"

Cue the stares from the other careers. "I'm done waiting, I say we hunt right now." I take my bolo knife and leave. I was going to return, I just wanted the other careers to think I wasn't. Maybe this gambit would get the others to follow as well...

Amy Light
I sat high up in the trees, hopping from one to another to make the careers wouldn't find me again. I'd been eating bird eggs that were in nests up in the trees, and they tasted pretty bad, but hey, food is food. Even if it came out of a bird's butt.

The sun had just fallen and night was upon us. I climb to the canopy of the bright forest, the crickets now taking over the bird's song. The sky is clear with a bright full moon, and many stars dot it's reaches. It's a beautiful sight, even in a dangerous situation like these.

"Wouldn't they have shown the anthem by now?" I hear voices far below me. Careers. Thankfully I'm high enough in the trees that they wouldn't spot me, but I decide to listen to them as they pass.

"They don't show anthems on bloodless days because no one died. Come on Manta you're supposed to know how these games work." a female voice replies to the husky voice. "Well it's not my fault I don't look up the past footage from other games like Aurum does."

Soon their voices fade out as they get further along, but then more careers follow too. "Think we can catch up with Manta and Rita?" a strong female voice says. "I'd say so, they're leaving so many tracks to follow, they better be glad that they're still careers." a suave male voice replied.

Ignoring their chatter, I get comfy where I'm at and stare at the stars. I could remember the days when Wheeler and I looked in the night sky and pointed out the constellations. Good times those were, but it's a shame that I couldn't live those times again.

Jacob Woodward
Careers were hot on our tail. Strangely only 2 of them were chasing us, but they were both better than all 3 of us combined in terms of combat. "Lie down and give up! You can't run forever!" They shout behind us. Thankfully Piper could run now, his leg had gotten much better, but I could still tell it was slowing him.

The woods become darker and more grey, as Posia quickly ducks into a hole inside a large oak tree. "Come on, they'll never check in here!" she says, beckoning Piper and I in.

She's right. Both tributes from 4 sprint by, not bothering to check if we were hiding. We're about to leave, when the rest of the career pack shows up.

"Still hot on the trail, huh Manta..." they're dastardly leader from 2 says, crouching down and investigating the tracks. "It would take a fool not to realize their tracks split from the main trail around this point." he then stood up, looking at his allies.

"Tear this area up top to bottom. They're hiding here somewhere, and if you find them? Kill them without question." Great, we were in a sticky situation. "Posia, got any quick ideas to get us out of this one?" I whisper, but she shakes her head. "Hold on, I'm thinking..."

The boy from 1 got dangerously close to our hiding spot, but thankfully left at the call of his district partner. "Statistically speaking, a human mind often goes looking for the high ground. I'd check the tree tops." the girl from 3 tells her buddies, the girls from 2 and 7.

"Alright, I got it. As soon as those 3 leave, we sneak off and head north. Make sure to not leave tracks and to tread carefully, I'll throw a stone to the left of us to make them think we're heading east." Posia says. "Let's go then." I say, anxious to escape.

We crawl out of the oak tree, sneaking past the idle girl from 1 who seems to be bickering with her brother about something. We tread careful, making sure to not knock any plants over or leave tracks. "Alright, let's start running." Posia says, as she chucks the stone behind us and takes off direction opposite of it.

We run back to our camp spot, everyone of us out of breath. "I'm surprised that even worked!" Piper said, adrenaline wearing off as he remembered his sore leg. "I'm sitting." He states simply, plopping down on the ground. I stifle a laugh, before I roll up in a sleeping bag.

"I'll take first watch." Piper offers. "You need the rest Posia, you saved my skin for the second time." Posia smiles, saying "Thank you." before she too rolls up into a sleeping bag. Soon I'm dozing, running peacefully in my dreams.

Rita Rios
I snap awake, our hunt last night ending in failure. Aurum wasn't happy that Manta and I didn't follow the tracks of the tributes we were chasing, blaming our "stupidity" for causing no enemy deaths. I was getting sick of it and so was Manta, and I overheard talks of mutiny.

"Rita, come here." Caspian says in the back of the cornucopia. That boy freaked me out since training, but since I saw Manta and Justine as well, I felt a little safer. "Okay, good, we're all here. Aurum's been treating us like garbage, has he not?" Caspian began.

"Well, yea." I reply. "It's time we take matters into our own hands. We need to kill Aurum and lead the other careers. He's not getting us anywhere." Caspian whispers in a low voice. "Yea, and we should trust you why?" Justine asks, getting a little nervous.

"Because I know how mutinees work." Caspian says with a sly grin. "Well, I'm in." Manta says. "Might as well change in leaders..." I say, throwing my support in. "Alright fine, if it's for the best." Justine says, all of us pledging support for the mutiney.

"Good. Grab your weapons... we're going to pay our old friend Aurum a visit." Caspian says, grabbing his weapon and heading out of the cornucopia. The rest of us follow in suit, in silence, as we approach the unaware Aurum Chirp.

Aurum Chirp
I watched my fellow careers around me, getting a headcount. Felix was fencing with Ursula, Lanni was tinkering with some traps, and Willow was sitting on the ground, drawing in the dirt. "Where are the others?" I murmmer, turning to see the rest file out of the cornucopia. I knew something was up.

"Why hello there Caspian. Say what a nice day it is, what is it that brings you here?" I ask, faking politeness to make them think I was weaker. "Aurum, it is time we have a new leader. Unfortunately for you, that means we have to kill you."

"Straight and forward to the point I see? That's what I liked about you Caspian. Here that? Liked. Guess I don't like anything about you now." I say, throwing my hands up. "It's too late to surrender Aurum. Prepare to die." With that, he lunged at me, sword drawn.

My hand was on my sword instantly as I locked blade's with Caspian. "Oh, such a petty attempt. Honestly I thought you were better than this." I say, using my words to throw him off balance. "You see, some people approve of my ways."

Ursula, Lanni, and Felix come up to back me. Justine looks horrified at her brother on my side, and I just smile. "Really changes the perspective of things? He wants to be free of you." I say, taunting her as well. "Felix..." she says, horrified. "It had to be done." is all he says. Caspian then swings again, as both sides charge at each other for battle.

Lanni Binary
"You've made a grave mistake allying against me." Rita says as she stabs towards me with a trident. I glide out of it's path and counterstrike with my dual daggers. "Or maybe it's the exact opposite, in your case, you better hope your point is right. But don't worry, I know it's dead wrong."

We continue our fight, as she swings with a broad sword. The strike reflects off my left dagger, but succeeds in knocking it from my grasp. I take the offensive and stab at her with my right handed dagger, but she nimbly backs up to dodge it.

I just needed to draw blood so the venom on my knife could poison her bloodstream. She wasn't relenting though as she struck again. It was only a matter of time before one of her strikes hit me, so I had to think quick. There had to be something about her, a mistake she was making...

I saw it when she stabbed at me. Her foot was always turning inward with each attack. If I could dash to her outside, I could shove her and sprain her ankle, putting her on the ground or at a severe disadvantage, and eventually strike her dead.

I wait for her next strike as I thrust forward, feigning a hard stab. She dodges and slashes at me, nicking my arm, but I dash outside, aiming a strong kick to her side. She falls over and sprains her ankle like my plan, as I begin to stab down at her. She raises her blade in defense, and even while on her back, she was still fighting like a career. This fight would need intervention to end...

Felix Leonard
"Ah! My good ol' friend Manta tee. I always HATED fish!" I say to the giant man I face. "I always hated your stupid ass jokes." he says swinging his bolo knife with a huge amount of force. I barely dodge it, hearing the whoosh noise it makes as it passes by.

I dash in and make a few small cuts with the fencing sword, which just manages to piss Manta off more. His next slash is right at my torso, one that would've cut me in half had I not dashed backwards. "Getting mad Mr. Grinch?" I say, taunting his hair color. He suddenly stops.

"That's ENOUGH!" he yells, charging at me with so many strong blows with his huge bolo knife. They're so many, and I try my best to get through them all. I dodge the first with a good duck, hop over the second, and parry the third. But after the third parry, my blade shatters, and Manta stabs me through the stomach with his blade, shoving me to the ground.

"Not so tough with a wound like that, are you now? I'm going to enjoy drawing this out." He says as he pulls a smaller knife out of his pocket. "How about I cut your eyelids off first?" he says, before bearing down on me. I prepare for the worst, but steel collides with his mini knife, to his and my surprise.

"Do not lay a finger on him, you sadistic piece of trash!" Ursula shouts behind me, her smaller, much more nimble kurki knife in her hand. "A heroine huh? Protecting your little friend. You'll die WITH HIM!" Manta says, as I can only watch as the two fight above me, the wound in my stomach getting worse by the second.

Justine
I couldn't believe what Felix had done, joining Aurum just to be free of me. I was just trying to protect him, not make him feel like a prisoner. I could only think of what I had done wrong to make him hate me, but my attention was turned to the fight at hand.

Willow was chucking axes at both sides, apparently not taking either one. However none of her axes hit their intended target, and instead, she just drew a battle ax, waiting for someone to come after her.

I could see Ursula and Manta dueling each other while one of our own lie in the grass between them, but I could not make who it was out due to Manta and Ursula constantly overshadowing the tribute. I just hoped it wasn't Felix, because I was regretting betraying Aurum.

The main spotlight of the whole skirmish was Caspian and Aurum. Both were so skilled with swords that they couldn't draw blood on each other. Each strike they threw as blocked or dodged, each tactic they used was countered. It was a stalemate.

Lanni seemed to be gaining ground on Rita, who was on her back barely fighting off Lanni's attempts to finish Rita off. If I didn't decide soon, one of them would die, and being sided with Caspian, my loyalty lied with Rita.

I grabbed my blade and ran over to assist Rita, and I slammed into Lanni, catching her off guard and sending her to the floor. Before she could slash me I punched her hard, and whammed my fist into her head several more times until she finally lost conscious.

"Willow..." I mutter, who jumped to the defense over her friend Lanni, swung at me with her mighty battle ax. "Rita, go! Try and find my brother, we're gonna have to run if things don't turn around!" I say, trying to co-lead the seperatists. She nodded and got up, as I prepared to face Willow.

Caspian Mahoney
I was hating every moment of this stalemate. I couldn't land a single strike on him! He kept moving in and out of my slashes and stabs, parrying and blocking each one of my powerful swings, it was just a damn neverending draw of swordplay!

"What's wrong Caspian? Losing your over-inflated ego? Wear and tear getting to you?" Aurum says, still keeping up the psychological game on me. I don't respond, but some of his points are beginning to be correct.

"Limbs feeling stretched thing, joints getting a little lethargic? Muscles about to break down and never rebuild? I hope so, because traitors deserve such things." he says, with a stab which I batter down with my own blade with a little difficulty.

"If you didn't treat us like dogs in the mud then maybe this wouldn't have happened! You should've let Justine been leader and things might be different!" I spat back, fed up with his taunts. "Oh but that's where you wrong, just ask her brother Felix what he thinks about that."

More strikes and blow exchanges, things were getting tiresome on my end. My form began to slip up a bit, but my determination to beat Aurum was much more than the pain of my increasingly strained muscles. I had to keep fighting!

The end looks like it's near when Aurum gets the upper hand and swings a hefty downward blow. I bring my sword up to block, but the blade, apparently taking too much punishment, shatters under the blow. I'm forced to my rear by the force, as Aurum prepares to finish me off.

I don't let him as I sling dirt in his eyes. He stumbles back and I kick the sword out of his hand, using the handle part of my broken blade as a shank and stabbing him over and over in the torso. "Die you... freakin'... bastard!" I say, relishing in my victory. All until a throwing knife buries in my shoulder.

"We can not win in the open field!" Manta says, grabbing my and pulling me from the stabbed Aurum. "Ursula will kill us all with those knives of hers!"

I retreat, knowing Manta's words to be true, getting one last glimpse of the carnage. Justine pushes Willow to the ground and takes off after us, and Rita limps to get to us but manages. All of us are in check, as we break into the woods, a possible victory for us.

Posia Courtier
So far, our day had been peaceful and normal. We had lived off of the many foods that grew in the woods, taking a good share for each one of us. The time had flown, and it was dusk yet again.

'''BOOM! '''The sound of a cannon gets us all on alert. Someone had fallen on the third day, but we knew not who the deceased was. "Who do you think that was?" Jacob asks, worry in his voice, thinking that we're going to be next. "I don't know yet..." I reply.

Twilight had arrived, bringing a darkness over the area. However, the stars nor moon was visible in the sky, only the distant sound of thunder. "Looks like we got a night storm coming..." Piper says with worry, before he leans up against a large oak.

"I just hope the leaves keep the rain off our backs..." I reply, as I quickly douse our fire. Something tells me whatever caused that cannon was still out there, and it wasn't something that I didn't meet.

The notes of the royal panem anthem began to roll, as my allies and I looked to the night sky to see who the cannon was. The sole portrait in the night sky was that belonging to the boy from 1, a tribute I never acquainted with nor knew well. "A career? Dying this early?" Jacob says with surprise.

I wasn't as shocked, but never the less glad that we had one less tribute to fight. "Let's try and get some sleep before the storm." I say. "I got first watch."

Ursula Hartt
Defeat had held our hearts low that night. I buried Felix before the hovercrafts took him, ashamed that I couldn't save him in time. Aurum was injured pretty bad, but thankfully, he would be able to still function, just with bandages around the major areas he was stabbed.

Lanni had awoken from her knocked out state, one of her eyes blackened and her forehead swelling up a bit from where Justine had ambushed her. I was the only loyalist who was in fine condition, and the rest of us where on the mend.

"I don't understand why Willow left. I know she didn't become a seperatist, but she would've been welcome here..." I say to Lanni. "It was Aurum she didn't like. I guess she didn't want to deal with him, but she also disliked the idea of betrayel. She just went her own way." Lanni explained to me, and I remembered when Willow snapped.

"Can't believe that rat Caspian resorted to cheap tactics." Aurum says. "Throwing dirt in my eyes like the underhanded scoundrel he is. I'll make him pay for that."

"At least you have us." I say. "Yea, I guess so. It's nice to know at least 3 of you guys would follow me all the way through. It's a shame Felix didn't live long enough to see it." I nod, and let Lanni respond. "It's a damn shame, that's what it is. Don't worry, you said it yourself. We'll make them pay... we'll make all of them pay...."

Manta Li
Damn, Justine was in grief over Felix's death. I was thinking about coming clean and telling her that I killed him, but she'd probably kill me in my sleep. I'd wait to tell her, or probably never, as if she didn't quit this damn weeping, I'd kill her myself.

"Well, now what? All of our traps are back at the forest edge, we'd risk running into the loyalists if we try and check them. God knows how many traps they have set up for us now. They're no doubt getting the place full of them." Rita says, a little annoyed.

"We move further into the woods. We got to get far from them." Caspian replies. "Well, there's 3 of them, and 4 of us. Not to mention, we did more damage to them than they did to us." I add on.

"They still have knowledge over us. They have trapped the perimeter no doubt and Ursula's keeping a good eye on the field, just waiting to end someone with a well place knife. We can't risk it." Caspian says, trying to keep calm. "We will kill them though... just after we find someone to spring the traps for us."

He grinned deviously. I was intrigued now, using other tributes to set off traps? It was a win for all of us. "Well smarty, where are they?" Rita says, with skeptical attitude.

"Well, like our once friend Aurum said, follow the tracks. Our former friend turned loner Willow has left quiet a few behind..." with the last words, I join Caspian in the grinning. It would be nice to use her for once... for something useful...

Corin Greer
The dark swamp was pretty... well dark. "Why doesn't the sun shine here?" I ask, getting a little stir-crazy going 2 days without seeing sunlight. "Well, the trees' leaves are thicker than any kind of leaves I've ever seen, and it seems to blot out sunlight." Dawn replies, even though I knew the answer. I just hoped she could give me a better one.

The food here was tough and rough, and from the simple cage trap I constructed, the only thing we've ever caught was horned lizards. Their skin was tough and Dawn had to skin them herself, as I couldn't stand the sight of all the blood and organs... yuck.

"Fry me another lizard." Dawn says as she leaves the camp to go search for fresh water. We both didn't trust the swamps water, for one, it was dark and probably poisonous, and for two, we could feel an evil presence coming from it. Something older than Panem itself lurked in them waters... I just knew it.

I took one of Dawn's skinned lizard, frying it over our fire. Thank goodness the rain didn't pierce the swamps canopy, or we would've been left in the dark.

Dawn returns, looking like she'd been in a scruffle. "What happened?" I ask, as she throws down a furry corpse. "We'll see if his friends show up. Seems I wasn't the only one drinking from the stream." she says, as I investigate the grey wolf. Finally, something meaty to eat.

Dawn cuts the animal up, tearing the meat off. She makes sure there isn't any blood on it so I can cook it, which I'm thankful for. The fourth day seemed to be going well enough, and I thought I had a chance of pulling through and winning.

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