ONE RULE: KILL OR BE Killed.

WINNING IS GLORY. LOSING IS DEATH.

24 PEOPLE. 1 WINNER. ONE ALLIANCE. WHERE DOES YOUR LOYALTY LIE?

Azalea Turner, Fifteen year old girl who lives in District 1. Her mother was in debt with President Snow of stealing from the woods, and so she volunteers for The Hunger Games to clear the debts from President Snow. She is trained in the academy for the hunger games. weapon of choice is axe throwing. She can be really violent at times, like Esther Moore.

Esther Moore, Fifteen year old girl who lives in District 2. She was reaped to be in the hunger games, and was trained in the academy for the hunger games. Weapon of choice is knife throwing. She is the only child in her family and can be arrogant at times. She can be really violent, along with Azalea (see above)., Her dad is a peacekeeper to pay for debts when Esther was four, she punched a peacekeeper in the face.

Rosabelle Rivera, Fourteen year old girl who lives in District 4. She volunteered, and was trained to be in the hunger games in the academy. her weapon of choice is a spear, because its like a trident. She had a strategy to act weak and kill viciously in the games, until she met Azalea, Esther and Melody, then show her true side, to make her worthy. She has a sister, who is soft and loving, not like Rosa.

Melody Edwards, Fourteen year old girl who lives in District 5. She is reaped, and is naturally smart and personally trained herself for the games. Her weapon of choice is intelligence and daggers. Even though she is not from a career district, she proved herself worthy and is close friends with Azalea, Esther and Rosabelle.

THE HUNGER GAMES THE LAST WINNERS

(This story has nothing to do with Katnisss story of the hunger games by Suzanne Collins. Katniss, Peeta, or anyone in the story except for Secena Crane, President Snow and Haymitch are in this story)

Chapter 1 Reaping
Azaleas P.O.V . (District 1) I stand along side with the other fteen year olds in the group. I wait anxiously as our Capitol escort comes up. She looks like a sea monster. She had green eyes, green cheeks, green lips and green hair. Every time she spoke, I winced at her lips. It made her look like an octopus. I looked over to my friend, who was a year older than me. She was also waiting, and she caught my eye. I pointed over to Ginevra (Escort), and she stied a small giggle. Ginevra tapped on the microphone and cleared her throat. Welcome! Great to see all the happy faces! I looked around. Everyone was looking down at the oor. As you know, every year, there is The fabulous Hunger Games! And the time has come. So, whos gonna be the strong male tribute to take over the arena, or the swift female tribute who will kill as fast as she can? I see some parents gesture there kids to go volunteer. I take a glance at my mom, and she was smiling at me, weakly. My name was in three times, there wont be such a big chance, right? So, Ginevra scoffed. Any volunteers?

My mom was in debt with President Snow himself, and he was chasing us all around. Its sweet how she doesnt need me to reap, but I really want this to stop. My mom was in the hospital because Snow hit her at the back with a whip. I sighed, looking at her weak face. I have to do this. For mom. I volunteer! I shouted, loud enough for everyone to hear. Im having second thoughts already. Fabulous! Ginevra beamed. Two peacekeepers came out of nowhere and escorted me to the stage. Ginevra pushed the microphone to my face. Whats your name, my dear? Azalea Turner. I said, quietly. Well, good luck to you, but tut tut, we still have a male tribute! she said quickly, and her green little hands escorted me to the side of the stage while we wait for a male tribute. Any volunteers? Ginevra said again. The audience stayed silent. She walked to a shbowl and circled her hands around the bowl, and plunged inside. She snatched a piece of paper and quickly opened it. She stepped next to the microphone and announced the name into the mic. Bradyn Edeson. Bradyn was a buff-y boy, who worked trying to nd diamonds. He was strong. I bet he will kill me rst. He walks up, with his blond hair shining in the sky. He comes up, and gives me a little nod. Ive practiced for The Hunger Games academy near home, and Ive found myself useful with an axe. Im

actually pretty good. I accidentally hit our coach, Brunner, but he was fast, so he dodged. He was impressed. But Ive seen Bradyn. He can lift almost anything, can kill a person in on shot with a sword. Shake hands! Ginevra said happily. I took his hand and shook it. He gave me a nod and I gave him another one. I bet Im his rst target. Esthers P.O.V . (District 2) When they took my blood, I didnt wince. This happened to me for three years, I got used to it already. Even the peacekeepers remember me. They are always friendly with us. They guide my nger to the notebook and stick my nger next to the name, MOORE, Esther. After they did that, I ran off to stand next to my friend, Margot. She never got chosen. obviously. Shes fteen, like me (duh) and we wait for our escort to come out. We dont know her name, she doesnt even introduces herself. Our escort comes out. She looks, hideous, as always. Last year, she was all gold. This year, shes silver. Bet next year, shes bronze. Unlike other escorts in other districts, she just gets right to the reaping. She mutters out a Welcome into her microphone, and plunges into the shbowl for the girls. I relax, shes not gonna pick me, but I still look at her with rapid attention. She took a piece of paper out. Im the only one that uses a white tape to seal my paper. oh no.

She opens the piece of paper with her hands and reads the name on the paper. Esther Moore. Oh god. I just got picked. But then I think back to all the training Ive done, just for the Hunger Games. Then, I silently smile at myself. I have condence in this. Im really good with spears. I can throw it 15 feet away (or more). What? Its true, Im not bragging. I slowly walk on stage as our escort leads me to the end of the stage for a male tribute. When she was done, A male voice volunteers for The Hunger Games. I volunteer! exclaims a husky male voice. Its Vincent. Vincent Ward. Sounds posh, doesnt he? Hes actually one of the most violent boys in our District. All the girls love him. He trains with me in the center, and hes really good with axes, he kind of scares me, even though he is kind of my friend. He gives me a wave and smiles, and I smile back. Maybe I could win after all. With Vincent as my alliance. What am I thinking? He could be thinking of a plan to kill me already. Shake hands. our escort whispers, and me and Vincent shake hands. He has one tight grip. Rosabelle POV . (District 4) I scan through the crowd as I walked into the square. I try to nd my friends, but theres just to many people. I just couldn't wait to stand next to them, just for comfort. Our escort, Alexiandra, (weird name, right) comes out, wearing sparkly pink pants. Ewww...

She talks really fast, no one really understands what she says. She says her name in the beginning, but as I said, no one understands her. But then she quickly walks up to the shbowl. Quickly I shouted I volunteer! Everyone looked at me. No one actually thought I would volunteer, in a billion years. I have private lessons with the coach, so no one knows about my skill except my coach. My coach, this year, said I should go for it. Ah well, he is from the Capitol. And I actually took his advice. She quickly escorts me to the end of the stage as a sixteen year old Wilson Parker volunteers. He looked a whole lot like Finnick, some guy who won the Hunger Games from home. He, quickly walks up, and gives me a little comforting smile. Haha. He uses blowdarts. Hes a joke. I smile to myself as I know that with him, Ill win. Im a career, after all. Ill just pretend to be weak. It worked for Johanna Mason anyway. Suck that, tributes of the 77th Hunger Games. I was too busy thinking of glory I couldnt hear our escort telling me to shake hands. Melody POV . (District 5) I looked around, and I saw big trains, marked with the Capitol sign. Inside, it is lled with stuff they need. Nuclear, plasma, anything they need. I just hate the Capitol. Why cant they make their own stuff ?

But, I was to busy thinking how to survive in the Hunger Games. Run away from the Cornucopia, - wait, then I dont have any supplies- Ill trick the careers, now thats a thought. Thats great.NowMelo? My friend, Lexie asked. Are you okay? I was too busy thinking of strategies, that I couldnt even hear her. Ah Thats typical. As our escort starts to talk, I took a glance at her. What a sight she was. She was plump and fat, wearing orange eyelashes, that at least was about ve inches long. It made her look like a freak. So, go to the nearest source of water, drink as much as your body can hold. Run away from any of the tributes. Hide. Dont come face to face with any tributeShe plunges into the shbowl. This is the only time I stop thinking. She takes a piece of paper out using her stubby hands, and slowly unfolds it. Come on I thought. Open it already! She FINALLY opens it, and says the name in her microphone, decorated with some weird Capitol stickers. Melody Edwards. I freeze in shock. What? Oh well. Im already thinking of strategies. I have got to win. I glance at my mother. She stares in shock, but once she saw that I was looking at her, she mouthed, go. She commands two peacekeepers to take me to the stage, and before I know it, they take my hands roughly and grab them for good measure, and march me up on the stage. Lexie looked at me with pity and shock, but then, when I

arrived on stage, I saw her, grouping up with the popular girls of our school. Lexie? I croaked. She ignored me. Of course she did, she cant hear me. But she looked at me, smiled devilishly, and turned away. I swear I saw her eyes were red. Why would she do that to me? We trained for the Hunger Games secretly. I used my brain, I was good with a dagger, and Lexie was amazing with bow and arrows. We were like a team. I felt like I was backstabbed. Wait, scratch that. I am backstabbed. The plump woman whispers her name into my ear. Hello darling, she breathes, My name is Sivica. Im your escort. Her voice gave me the chills. She led me to the Justice Building, for some reason. I thought were supposed to wait for a male tribute. Anyway, its lled with pictures of different types of energy, and right next to the leather couch is a plate of candies. I anxiously took a candy and ate it. It made my tongue turn purple. I sighed. I hate the Capitol.

Azaleas P.O.V (Justice Building Goodbyes) I was in a separate room from Bradyn, and this is the time where my family and friends say goodbye before I get sent to the Capitol. The door opens and I look up. Its a peacekeeper.

You have three minutes. He growls, and he pushes my mother in. My mom runs to me and gives me a hug. Why did you do that? Why did you volunteer? Was it because of the debt? You stupid girl, you dont volunteer for me! she babbles. I did. Now, go home. Dont worry. Ill survive. You and dad, go, have some fun. Dont bother about me. Dont watch the games. I hold back my tears. I give her another hug and she gives me a charm. Wear it. she whispers. To the games. I look at her. Is there any poison in this? My mom gives me a little smile. Actually, yes, your father put some venom in this. I look at her like she was mad. Were not allowed to bring any weapons into the arena! My mom gives me a frown, and stuffs it back in. Ill miss you dear. The door opens and the peacekeeper comes back. Your three minutes are up. he growls, and takes my mom by the neck and pushes her out. Another man comes in. My dad. Daddy! I scream, and I give him a hug. Ill miss you! I screech. Make sure you remember all your training in the academy, all right? He smiles, and gives me another hug. You can do it. I know I can. Your minutes are up, my dear, and thats all the people who came to visit you. the peacekeeper growls (again) and pushes my father out. He takes me to Bradyn, who doesnt seem to be crying too. And we are escorted to the trains with Ginevra.

Esthers P.O.V (Justice Building Goodbyes) I cant believe you got chosen! A peacekeeper comes and runs into me, hugging me. You might think this is weird, but my father is a peacekeeper to pay for the debts. Cause.. I punched a peacekeeper in the face when I was four. So.. Its all my fault. Dad, whats going to happen to me? I say, in worry. Hows the Capitol like? He gives me a smile and a laugh. Scary. Monsters everywhere. I give him a laugh and he takes my mother in. My mom gives me a hug. You can do it. Youve done enough training to go for it. Thanks mom. I give her a hug, and they both go. I walk out of the room and Vincent seems to be crying. Our escort takes us to the train station, and I already miss my family. Rosabelles P.O.V (Justice Building Goodbyes) My sister, mom and dad comes in, and they all give me a hug. I laugh. Its not like Im going to die in the games. I say, but that just made my sister burst into tears. Theres twenty four people! she screams. And only one comes out! What if its not you? It will be! I insist. Ive done training! And when you come home, your coach tells us that youve done poorly?

Oh. I forgot. They dont know about my talent. Its okay. I cooed. Ive done private training. Me and my coach only know about my talent. Ill survive. Promise? My sister says. Promise. She can. Ive got condence in you. My dad growls, in a warm way. Youll do it. I give him a nod, and a peacekeeper comes in. Your three minutes are up. he says, and pushes my family out. Remember! You promised! I hear my sister shout from outside. I will! I think. Melodys P.O.V (Justice Building Goodbyes) My mom already died. She died, from her work.... yeah.. We buried her behind our house.. Lexie made fun of me for a while, and I hate her for that. But she stopped eventually.... I dont know. I was only four then. My dad comes in, in tears. He gives me a hug and I hug back. Do it. Kill as much as you can. For me? My dad says. Dont get yourself killed. I chuckle and I give him a pinky promise. I wont. Cant believe you got chosen. I know. The Capitol is so ruthless. He gives me a hug and leaves.

Chapter 2 Trains, Capitol, and the Chariots

Azalea POV . (District 1, in the train) I stepped into the high tech train, probably made by District 6. I gasped. Sure, my District is famous for the luxury items it makes, but this is nothing like I thought it would be. Filled with chandeliers, little cakes, comfy couches sit in the dim lit train. Ginevra steps in and I see a man, already sitting on a couch, eating a cupcake. He missed the reaping, that stupid man. Hes our mentor, Travis. Hes a really great man, honestly. But hes really.. obese. He sits, eating his cupcakes. He grunts a little hello out, as I sit next to Bradyn. He looks at Travis, expecting him to say something. He nally noticed that Bradyn was staring at him, and gives him a grunt. So thats our plan? Grunt? I looked at Bradyn, open mouthed. No one dares talk to Travis like that. My mom told me that he killed more than half of the tributes in his Hunger Games. And now, Bradyn might be his next target. You cant kill, thats

illegal, but he could make his life a living hell by giving him a lot of work to do. I said, wait! Travis grunted, eating his fth cupcake. Im thinking. Then this awkward silence came. I looked outside the window, but there was nothing to see; we were in the tunnel. I excused myself and went into the same room Ginevra was in. Apparently she didnt want to sit next to Travis, with him pigging out. Ginevra looked up from her salad, smiled at me, and motioned me to sit down. Excited for the Hunger Games? She asked in a polite way. And why would I be excited? I shot back, without even knowing what I just said. But you volunteered for the games! She said, with her big green eyes opened at me. Surely you did that for a reason? Oh yea, sea woman, I did. I said, well, in my head. I told her I was really excited for the games, and she beamed at me. Now, once we arrived to the Capitol, its going to be really busy! We have the Chariot opening rst. Your stylist, Querisus has already made clothes for you. He took your le once you were picked, and quickly sewed it. she said, snifng her nose in the air like a dog. Is that mince pie I smell? She asked. I shrugged, and she walked away, mesmerized by the smell or something. I had a good look around, and I saw a lot owers. They were all white roses, and had a tint of smell of blood. Thats weird. White roses were President Snows signature, but I dont think he drinks blood and spits them on roses

and wait for them to dry. I think Im just too excited for the Hunger Games. Esther POV . (District 2, in the train) As my escort introduces herself (her name is was just Elle, apparently, I was so taken aback from her ordinary name) she led me to the train. I liked how they designed it. Got to give credit to District 1. It felt like home, except it was much more.. Capitol like. Ive got nothing sparkly in my house, but here, theyve got sparkly tables, chairs, but other than that, everything else is made out of polished wood, with simple couches. I sat on one of the couches, while our mentor, who was so skinny, I didnt even notice him in the reaping. He was drinking some kind of green ooze that was the color of grass, and introduced himself. His name was more.. original than Elles. He said his name was Leporis. Elle told me that his last name was Honeyman, and we shared a giggle. Maybe she wasnt so bad.. except for her clothing and makeup. I hung around for a while, until Elle told me it was time for something to eat. Good. Im starving. When I sat on the table, I licked my lips. So, I asked casually, Whats for tea? Elle answered immediately, Scallop Shells with Crab meat, Tomato Mushroom soup, and petite sandwiches. I stared at her like she was crazy. I get the sandwich and soup part, but who eats Scallop shells?

It was actually for decoration (phew), but I didnt eat any crab, as they smell disgusting, so I just drank some soup and ate alot of sandwiches, Leporis looked at me, like I was crazy. I wouldnt eat that much if I were you, he said softly. Preparing for the Hunger Games, not a good idea to pig out. Oh, its okay, I said, drinking the remains of a orange juice I just ordered from an avox (Capitol servants that are usually here because they did something wrong, and have their tongue cut off or something.) I gulped the remains and looked at Vincent, who acted like he was invisible. I do a lot of exercise. I trained in the Hunger Games center in District two; I promised that I could eat as much as I want, but to exercise after that. Leporis considers this, then after a while, I think we might have a good chance. Shes a star! I beamed, and look towards Vincent. He seemed to be shrinking every second Leporis talks to me. So what about you my dear? Elle says, looking directly to Vincent. Vince might have not get use to this attention, cause he looked surprised that everyone was looking at him. Oh, he cleared his throat and continued, I eat like a normal person.. Leporis laughed. No, we mean at the Hunger Games training centre at home. What do you do? I use axes. Im pretty good. I can throw really well. Not to be full of myself or anything. Good to know! Leporis beamed. What about you, my dear? Gesturing to me. Im good a spears. I said quietly.

Hmmm... Leporis took a little glance at me. You dont seem t for a spear. I think throwing knives would be better. Try that in the Training Centre. Give it a try. You should have natural talent at it. I kept his word. Ive actually tried throwing knives, and I was actually better at it. But spears was my rst weapon, so I would keep with that.. for now. I looked at Vincent, but he was too busy staring at the window. I can see a glimpse of the Capitol. Were almost there. Rosabelle POV . (District 4, in the train) As I was in the train, Wilson fools around, trying to be funny to charm our new mentor, Spikelet. It used to be a young man named Mizar, but he died from some mine explosion visiting district 12. So far, Spikelet was okay. I thought she was just some kind of governor or something, as I thought Mizar was still the mentor for District four. Unlike Mizar, Ive heard, Mizar is lazy and arrogant, but some District 4 victors found their way through from the help of Sinus, our escort (she said her name, really fast), but this year, Sinus was really quiet. It was Spikelet who did most of the talking. She started thinking of strategies on a piece of paper that we had to read over. I was more of a, pretend to be weak and kill girl, not think of strategies girl. That was mainly District ve.

I wanted to use a trident type of weapon, but then settled with the Spear. Its kind of like the trident. I gured out that. In the Hunger Games training centre, I use spears for training. Spikelet saw that I wasnt concentrating and snapped her ngers between my eyes. I snapped back to earth. What? I snapped. Were you even listening to me? She huffed. You know, Spike- she winced as I said her nickname - I dont like strategies. I like to pretend Im weak, and kill as much as I can in the games. Darling, she said, with an edge in her voice, Thats a strategy. Oh yeah, I never noticed. Well, can I go with that? I asked hopefully. I dont think its the best idea, Ill keep on going, shall I, my dear? She said, beaming, happy with the idea that Im going with her strategy ideas. She kept talking and I looked outside the window and sighed. It seemed like Wilson was listening to Spike with rapid attention, as he is really weak, actually. But he was really good with blowdarts. But whats a blowdart compared to a metal steel sharp spear? Spike asked what was my strengths and I told her that I was good with a spear. She frowned at me, and Wilson said he was good at hiding the truth. Spike beamed. Oh. She meant those kind of strengths. I bet Wilson is Spikes new favorite tribute. I start thinking strategies myself. My own strategies. As Spike keeps talking, I take her advice like a grain of salt.

But if I hear anything about facing someone, then Ill take her advice like its precious Capitol clothes. When tea was ready, I ate as much as I used to, like a normal person. Spike frowned at this, saying I need my energy and need fuel for thinking. Honestly, I ate before the reaping, so I wasnt very hungry. I dont eat a lot, yet, Im not very skinny. My plan was simple for the games. Pretend to be weak. Only show my strength to the game makers and career tributes. Team up with the Career tributes. Kill. And after most of the tributes are dead, we go our separate ways, not regretting anything if we kill each other. Simple, but effective. I am so winning. Wilson seems to look relaxed too. I wonder whats his plan. Melody POV . (District 5, in the train) I ate politely as Sivica beamed at me. She especially told me and my fellow male tribute, Handen Wexley, that she liked polite people. Usually at home, I would stuff myself till I was sick, but I already feel sick. A lot of emotions are going through my head. Anger, fear, these things circulate through my brain cells. Why the hell the Lexie just ran away with the popular girls? How am I chosen? Why does Sivicas skin gives a bit of a unnatural black tint, like she was grey? What is Handens strengths and weaknesses?

and all other stuff that has got to do with surviving the games. Our mentor just came in. He looks drunk. Your mentor, Sivica said quietly and quickly, was drunk last night, his girlfriend dumped her. Our mentor, Beras Sominton looked worn and tired. He didnt appear during the reaping, as he wanted to stay here and drink. Is he now a drunk addict? I asked. District twelve has a victor, but only one, and he is the only one mentor. Haymitch Abernanthy. He is a drunken mentor that never helps his fellow tributes; thats why District twelve never wins. I dont want a drunken mentor. No, just yesterday. He should recover by tomorrow. Sivica said, her voice slow. Thats weird. Her voice is always fast. Maybe shes just nervous in front of Panem, so she talks really quickly. Now I feel a bit sorry for her. As I walk around, observing the train, I quickly realize that Sivicas long eyelashes are starting to fall off. she quickly reapplies them with some kind of little machine that makes her eyelashes grow immediately again. freaky. Is this what we make for the Capitol? Machine growing lashes and fast trains for people who are going to die in the future? Beras sits next to me, and I smell a mix of alcohol and spirits. yuck. I got tired of Beras moaning about yesterday, so I excused myself and walked into a nice bedroom. It had a pile of clothes that looked like my style, and a comfy bed that looked attracting. I put on some comfy clothes from the pile and fell asleep.

No Ones POV . Esther inched when some Capitol freak stylist ripped her leg hair off. sssorry! she said. good newsss my dear, that wasss the lassst one! She had a layer of eyeliners. Green, Yellow, Blue, all the freaky colors you can think of. But here, thats your typical Capitol woman. She was in the girls section, so she wouldnt see Vincent till later. In the next room, she could hear nothing but small sounds of soap rubbing into hair. Youre done, dear. the stylist said, and she took a look in the mirror. She looked nothing like herself. She looked different. She looked like she was about to get married, since she looked so pretty, compared to usual. Next door was Azalea, who needed to clean her hair, as she never really cared about it. It was a rough and brown, but when the horrifying Capitol people nished washing her hair, she peered in the mirror. She look nothing like herself. She looked like a goddess. Her scary Capitol stylists told her that she was done and she has to wait her for her stylist. She sighed, stied a thank you and waited for her stylist to come. Melody and Rosabelle were chatting, and had strange looks from people, as they were from different districts,

and shouldnt be friends with each other. They both nished their beauty session and had met their stylists. Melodys stylist was a green haired woman named Etricka and Rosabelle had a pink hair disaster, who was a woman, named Yuvonne. This year, President Snow has decided that the female tribute and the male tribute shares their stylist, as he found trouble nding new stylists. Rosabelle found out Melody was a strategy girl, which was typical since she was from District ve. Melody actually liked Rosabelle, even though it kind of reminded her of Lexie. Thinking about Lexie made her heart hut. But it doesnt matter. you thought. Show her whos gonna win the games. If I ever team up with District one and two, Rosabelle thought, Im gonna convince them to let Melody join. After Esther and Azalea nally met their stylists (Esthers was Wiyth, a man who had outrageous orange hair and Azaleas was Querisus, the brother of Wiyth.) It was time, for the opening act of the chariots. District 4s Rosabelle and Wilson dresses up in a blue outts, which are loose, and is supposed to represent the sea. There are silver patterns which are scales, to represent sh. District 1 was dressed in diamonds and pearls; the looked handsome and beautiful. District 2 was silver outts that were strong and looked liked it weighed a thousand tons. It was bronze, silver and gold, shining all these colors in the same time. Melody and Handen were dressed a bit differently, as Melody was dressed like some kind of energy wave, with

lines everywhere on her dress. Handen looked like a general, but he also looked like a high tech car, with the smooth lines.

Welcome, all our tributes for the 77th Hunger Games! Caesar Flickermans legendary voice yelled, and the crowd cheered as District 1s chariot pulls out.

Chapter 3 Training
Esther P.O.V (House) I wake up and stare at the ceiling. Its the rst day of training. Yes. For this rst time, I feel excited for the games. I quickly wake up, change my clothes, comb my hair into a ponytail, brush my teeth and went down to greet Leporis. He grunts and Elle gives me a Capitol good morning. I ate some toast and ham and Elle escorted me to the training center. I wear the default training center clothes, which were black and red, with your district number at the back, which in my case, is two. I slowly walk down as I already see some tributes waiting. After a while, all the tributes come down. Atala, the Training center coach comes to instruct what we should do. And we head off. I immediately go to District ones girl, who looked liked the same age as me. I told her I was from District two, and she smiled. We started to work together, with Vincent and Bradyn, District ones male tribute.

So, I say casually. Team up? We are careers, after all. She grins at me. sure. Im Azalea. Esther. We shook hands while Vincent and Bradyn talk about.. boy stuff. We separate and go to the knife throwing area. Im actually really good with knives. Better with spears. Azalea is pretty good too. My rst shot is really good. I scored, right in the heart. Every time a dummy pops up, I immediately throw a knife. I feel like a winner already. I smile at Azalea, who next to me, is throwing axes at dummies, scoring every single time, like a boss. We are so going to win. Azalea P.O.V (Training Center) I like this Esther. Shes good, she can shoot with knives every single time. I throw my axe as it scores through the heart. She does her own thing, throwing her knives. Some District six boy just passed by the knife center and Esther almost hit him. He quickly ran away after it hit him; luckily it wasnt sharp. We both laughed and Esther picked up the sharp ones that were lethal. What about the District fours girl? I hear shes pretty skilled with a spear. Esther commented, while I pick up a sharp axe and throw it at a moving dummy. Well see. I say harshly. Ive seen that girl. She looks so girly, shell be the rst one to die. Esther P.O.V (Training Center)

I drag Azalea to the spear area, thats where the District four girl is practicing, and she can score okay. Azalea ignores the girl, when she saw us, she gives us a small smile and starts throwing spears again. She has improved. What? I know.. Shes doing the technique to pretend to be weak, but then aim to kill most people in the games. I like that. Im Esther. I say, taking a spear from the oor. Im Rosabelle. she says quietly, while Azalea groans at her name. Rosabelle shots her an evil look, and Azalea backs off, throwing a spear, but not aiming in the middle. Rosabelle smirks, and throws her spear casually, hitting right in the heart. Azalea looked shocked. She gave Rosabelle a grin. So you are useful, after all. she says, smiling. Im Azalea. Rosabelle she says, and she grins. Careers? Careers. we all agreed. Rosabelle P.O.V (Training Center) I feel glad I am a career now. But Im just scared that after we kill everybody, we are the only ones left. Nah, Ill just hunt them down. Esther was nice to me, but I still doubt Azalea, and her snotty attitude. Shes just so rude, but I guess I can live with that. Melody looks at me, where she is trying to make a re. She does it pretty quickly, but her attention is at me. She glares at Esther and Azalea, who is climbing trees and shots a

look at me. I mouth sorry to her, but she ignored me. Damn it. Ill just have to convince the careers that Melody is not a waste of space. Melody P.O.V (Training Center) I cant believe Rosabelle betrayed me like that. She just ran off with the careers. Wait, shes district four, she is a career. Shes been training for this for years. I sigh, thinking I just have to work by myself. The snotty District one girl comes over. Oh no. Why would she want to come to the plant area? What can you do? she demands, and I look at her like shes crazy. What? What can you do? she demands, again, with a glint in her eyes. I can make land mines with my bare hands, I can make complicated traps to hard for any of you to gure out, and I can stab people with a knife, and kill them in one shot. I shoot at her, annoyed with her attitude. Azalea looks impressed. We need your kind, my dear. She says, giving me a smile. Wow. She actually gives me a smile. My names Azalea Turner. she said, almost innocently. Melody Edwards. Even though youre not a career tribute, she continues sympathetically, we can make you into one.

I like that. I can trust them. Azalea walks me over to the tree climbing area and introduces me to Esther and Rosabelle, even though I already know her. Esther seems pretty nice, well, only to the people she likes. She seems rather mean to District eights female tribute Cadence. She seems pretty snotty, and brags about her ability to kill, but she cant stick a sword into a dummy. Fail. Esther teases her, and we all laugh. Its a harsh tease, but Cadence does kind of deserve it. Ahh I love being a career.

Azalea P.O.V (Private Training) After Bradyn nished his training with the game makers, he wished me luck. I smiled, and I heard a cool voice call from the speakers hidden from the walls. Azalea Turner. A female voice cooed. I slowly walk in. There are the game makers, and the head, Secena Crane, nodded at me, meaning I could start. I took an axe and polished it. I walked back from the dummy and stood at the ve meter mark. I threw the axe right at the dummy. Score. Right in the heart, the axe just went through the dummy. The game makers were really impressed. They were all cheering for me. I took the axe and tried to aim at 10 meters.

Score. Well almost, I hit the lungs of the dummy, but the game makers still looked impressed. I went back for fteen meters. This was my last chance to impress. I pray to the heavens, and hope for the best. I threw the axe. OMG. I scored. The game makers actually clapped. Wow. I bowed to them and the escorted me out. One of them complimented my skills. I feel like Im on top of the world. Esther P.O.V (Private Training) Azalea caught up with me while I was walking up to the private session. She told me she did really well, and she thinks she could get a 11. I smiled and she wished me luck. After Vincent came out, who was apparently emotionless, They called my name and I walked out, trying to be Fearless. You may start. I took the sharpest knife I could nd at the rack, and aimed for twelve meters. Scored. They all look impressed. They were talking about the chances of how I was going to team up with that Azalea girl. I smiled. Im gonna get a 11! I thought. WOO! I took a smaller, but sharper knife, and tried aiming it at fteen meters. still awesome, not as good as the twelve meter one, still good enough to kill. They both looked impressed and one of them recommend I should team up with Azalea. I smiled.

I take the last knife and took a shot at a moving dummy. My body stays still, but my eyes follow the dummy. Once it moves left, I quickly throw my knife with my force, and the dummy fell down. Oops, I think Im gonna have to pay for that. Oh well, the game makers look impressed, who cares. They all laugh and cheer while the escort me. Thats was amazing. Secena said in my ear. Yes. Rosabelle P.O.V (Private Training) As I walk in, the judges doubt my ability to ght. They all snicker at me, and nodded, meaning I could start. three spears face me. I took the sharpest one rst and threw it twelve meters away. The looked shocked. They looked at me with great interest, I bet they never knew I could do this. Secena looks at me, and nods, meaning I could continue. I went from twelve to fteen, using a moving dummy, scored. The judges look even more impressed. They smiled and clapped for me. I instantly felt better. I might have a chance winning the games. I look at the last spear and took it. This is my last chance to impress. I threw it at seventeen meters. I felt nervous about doing this. Then I had a little idea. I took the only spear, and snapped it half. The game makers looked at me like I was mental. Then, I threw one at the dummys face, and one quickly, aiming at the dummys heart.

They all clapped at my intelligence. I bowed and the escorted me out. I am. freakin. awesome. Melody P.O.V (Private Training) I walk in. The look unimpressed. They think Im just another tribute thats going to die early. Ill show them. They all looked bored, and nodded at me. They gave me multiple choices, as they didnt pay attention to me as much they did to the careers. There was the plant choosing center. Theyll think Im weak, so I move on to the next choice. Trap making. Maybe Ill do that later, cause I have another shot. I move on to the last choice. One simple dagger. I immediately took that choice. The game makers sniggered at me. Huh. Ill show them. I walked to the farthest distance I could, which was twenty meters, with a moving dummy. Without looking, I shoot the dagger right in the heart. They all have open mouths. Some of them actually clapped, including Secena Crane. I bowed. Then, I took simple equipment to build a trap. I made a complicated complex trap that basically no one can get through.

I took a dummy and threw it at the trap. The trap immediately sprang into action, snipping the dummy in half. They all clapped. I bowed again. This time, I build landmine, but not strong enough to blow up the center. I could make one, of course, so I told Secena and he nodded. I quickly built my land mine and threw another life size dummy. Boom. Theres only little pieces of the dummy left. They all looked really impressed and escorted me out. One of them, even told me I seem like a career. I smiled and said Thank you. No one P.O.V (Training Scores) Every tribute sits down in their own sitting room turning on the TV, and they see Cesar Flickerman, ready to tell everyone the training scores for 77th Hunger Games. Well! Cesar beamed. What great scores we have this year! Shall we start? Capitol people are starting to get lazy, and they just list all the names in one screen and some of them stand out in Esthers mind. District 1 Female Azalea- 11 District 1 Male Bradyn- 10 District 2 Female Esther- 11 Yes! She thought. she got an eleven, same as Azalea.

District 2 Male Vincent- 10 District 4 Female Rosabelle- 11 District 4 Male Wilson- 8 District 5 Female Melody- 10 District 5 Male Handen- 7 There was a dry haired girl who was a bit small for her age which was 13. She looked weak, and she didnt have any specialities in the training. Her name was Pansy. District 7 Female Pansy -5 The stuck up District eight Cadence tried to impress the game makers but failed. District 8 Female Cadence- 6 and as usual, District eleven and twelve get bad scores, and the others are normal 7-8 scores.

Chapter 4 Dress for Interview

Melody P.O.V (Training for Interview) Sivica and Beras surprised me with a mug of hot chocolate. They were so happy I got a ten for my training score, they both got drunk, and Beras kissed Sivica on the cheek. I feel so happy. I suspect Beras has a crush.. on Sivica! I was so happy, I gulped my turkey down, which was my dinner. After the turkey, it made me feel dizzy, which Sivica explained that spirits were hidden in there. Ahh, who cares. Sivica was surprised by my skills, and asked me what I did. I told her that I built a landmine and a trap, snapping two dummies in half, and threw a dagger at a moving dummy twenty meters away. She beamed, and she asked me if I made any fellow tribute friends. Me, Azalea, Esther, and Rosabelle. I said, casually, and Sivica beeped with excitement. Pairing up with the careers! Oh my! I must tell Beras so he could start nding sponsors!

The next day, Sivcia was as busy as ever. She trained me to walk properly and use Capitol manners, but after fteen minutes she said I had great manners and walk like a queen. Then she took me to Beras, who said I didnt need any training, instead, gave me the plans for my dress. He told me that it was going to be a mix of blue, turquoise and magenta. He showed me a picture of a Capitol girl in the dress, modeling. You cant see her face, but she looked so natural looking. I love the dress. Its great. I expect the shoe will be colorful too? Bingo! he said, and showed me another picture of the shoe. It was a gradient shoe. nice. The games, are all mine. I am so going to win.

Esther P.O.V (Dress for Interview) Elle didnt train me, as she said I didnt need it. Instead, she showed me a picture of my dress and shoe. It looked very eye catching. I loved it. I thanked Wyith and he said my hair would be curled and in a side ponytail. Perfect. Just what I wanted.

Rosabelle (Dress for Interview)

My dress is gold, unexpectedly. I really like it though. Yuvonne helped me pick out the dress with my opinion, even though I told her that I wanted my dress to be red. She also told me I was going to wear nude shoes First, I thought she meant I wasnt going to wear any shoes, but it was actually a shoe that looks like like your skin tone. Capitol people these days. She told me that my hair was going to be just like Taylors. I cant wait.

Azalea P.O.V (Dress for Interview) I asked my dress to be pink, but when Qerisus told me my dress was blue, I was mad. But when he showed me the picture, I was mesmerized. It looked so nice. My hair look exactly like the models, its so weird. Love the shoes too.

Chapter 5 Caesar Flickerman & The Hovercraft

Rosabelles P.O.V (Backstage of Interview) Its the day of the games. But rstly, its Caesar Flickerman show. Everyone is trying to impress. First up was Azalea, and I gave her a encouraging good luck. She smiled at me, and with her blue dress, she walked away, clucking in her black and vibrant blue high heels. I took a glance at Esther, as I didnt see what she was wearing. Whoa. She was wearing a short dress up the her knees with a black embellishments that are sparkly, with a violet shade of purple. With bright bold yellow heels. Every time she turned, she looked like some kind of purple glowing star or something. I looked down, and I saw a golden dress with my nude shoes. I felt like some kind of superstar from the Capitol.

Melody has the longest dress, with lots of layers. She seemed like a princess, with her rainbow heels shining everytime she turns around. We all look gorgeous. We are gonna get so many sponsors. Azalea came back, ushed with compliments from Caesar while Bradyn in a handsome cream white tux suit went up. Time passed by and Esther was ready to go. She looked really bold, and when everyone saw her, everyone went oooo cause her dress was so bright a vibrant. It was the usual. Caesar asks questions about surviving. I have to act weak. Esthers P.O.V (Interview) I prop myself onto the comfy chairs, while Caesar smiles at the audience. Look at her dress! Its inspired by the lovely patterns of the daimonds. he beamed. He had yellow hair, yellow lips and yellow eyebrows. He looked a bit freaky. So, Esther. he said, snapping me back to life, Whats your weapon for the games? Honestly, I think my weapon, has to be knives. Its kind of my specialty, but I good with spears and other things too. I said really quickly. Interesting.. Caesar murmured. It wasnt. So this interview droned on, me being funny, trying to charm the audience. Wasnt so bad.

Melodys P.O.V (Backstage) As Rosabelle is called up, she doesnt act like a weakling. Its a bit weird. I thought that was the point. Hm.. I look down, my dress was still perfect and my hair is still in its original position. After a while, It was my turn to go. Rosabelles P.O.V (After Interview) I just couldnt hide it! I really wanted to show the world what I could do, and I guess maybe some of the tributes are scared of me now. Azaleas P.O.V (After Interview) After everyone was done, it was time to remove the makeup, change our clothes into our clothes for the games. This is the time. I slick my hair into one braid at my back. My braids never fall off, to this day. Qerisus bids a goodbye, while peacekeepers escort me and Bradyn to some kind of hovercraft. I see Esther, Rosabelle, Melody, Vincent, Wilson and all the other tributes were already there. The hovercraft started to y up, and two Capitol woman with masks inject us with some kind of chip. Its to keep track of where you are in the arena. one of them explained. I wince when they inject the chip. It hurts alot. Esther P.O.V (Hovercraft)

Oh My Goodness. My heart is beating so fast, I cant breathe. Rosabelle gives me a reassuring smile, and I smile back. I can always trust her. We already had a plan. Kill as much tributes as we can. Get most weapons and food. Run to a clean land surrounded with trees and a water supply near by. Camp out. Now, we just have to see were Melodys, Azaleas and Rosabelles loyalty lies. Will they betray me? And if they dont, will the plan work?

Chapter 5 Happy Hunger Games~

Azalea P.O.V (Underneath the Cornucopia) Inside the room, Travis is waiting for me, and he beams at me. He takes a jacket which is black, to attract heat. I put it on and feel an instant warmth. Travis gives me a hug, and mouths, you can do it. We dont say much because peacekeepers are around us, guarding the place. A cool voice came from the walls. sixty seconds My heart beats faster, and I panic. Just a little bit. thirty seconds. Travis nods at the tube. I slowly step in, and the glass door is shut. All the sound from the room is blocked, and it is slowly levitating up. Please, god. I can see all the other tributes standing. I take a glance at Esther, Melody and Rosabelle. They are wearing black jackets too. I smile to myself. Travis hinted that he was working with their mentors. twenty seconds.

I take a glance at the Cornucopia. It is full with supplies. the most valuable stuff are inside the Cornucopia, and we all aim for that and kill anyone who gets in our way. ten seconds. 9....8.....7....6.....5.....4.... 3.... 2.......... 1.... 0. Tributes run for their lives, all aiming at the cornucopia. I run in the green grass, heading towards the golden horn with goodies inside. Rosabelle and Esther were fast runners; they were getting as much weapons as they can, while the other tributes were getting backpacks from the outside of the cornucopia. No one seemed to be ghting with me. Time for Plan B. Kill anyone near. The district nine boy tribute dropped a sword and I picked it up. He tried to retrieve it but- too late. I stabbed him and blood trickled from his body. That was kind of disgusting. I then found out he was the district 9 boy. His body fell and lay lifeless on the grass, while blood is trickling out from his heart. I run towards the Cornucopia, and I think its time for me to get my weapons. ESTHER! ILL GET THE WEAPONS, YOU KILL! I shouted into the cornucopia. No Ones POV- Claudis Templesmith Commentary

Look at them go! Looks like this year, the careers boys and girls arent cooperating very well, arent they? Claudis said in his microphone. Ooo, Looks like its Districts 2 Esther time to take care of the things in the Cornucopia! District 1s Azalea is now getting as much as she can inside the cornucopia. Caesar added. Seems like some of the tributes are running away! three tributes already dead in ve seconds, thats extraordinary! Claudis said, looking at a plasma TV videoing the games. Seems like District 5s Melody is teaming up with the careers this year. Shes a one of a kind, that girl. Caesar said, with a picture of Melody behind him in the screen. Now, less talking, more watching. Caesar added, and the citizens of Panems TV are switched back to the games. Azalea P.O.V (Cornucopia Bloodbath) Rosabelle already killed two tributes, Cadence and district ten girl. Cannons shoots as more tributes are killed. Esther ran out with a pack of knives in her jacket, and she took a random knife, nding someone to aim at. She saw District 7s Lory male tribute, getting a blue backpack, ready to kill District 11s girl, who was scrambling from District 3 girl. She threw the knife at him while running, and from district 3s girl surprise, Lory fell on top of her, dead. BOOM. Melody caught Handen out of her eye, who was running for his life, as he only got a spear someone dropped while running away. She threw her dagger at him, and Handen dropped down, dead. BOOM. Melody took his spear and

ran back to the cornucopia, getting more weapons, handing Rosabelle the spear. The boy and girl from District eleven got killed by District threes female tribute, and she pranced away, without anyone knowing she was there. Except for me. I marked her down as a strong opponent. BOOM. BOOM. Now everyone is gone into the deep forest, and we are the only ones left in the cornucopia. We got mainly weapons, food, water, alcohol, and other important stuff. Esther wiped her head of with sweat. So, whats next? We nd an area surrounded with trees with a lake nearby. What she said. I panted, and we set off to nd a camp site.

Rosabelle P.O.V (In the Games) We found a nice place to set up. We set up our camp and put our equipment into a pile next to the tent, where Melody is creating traps and landmines, I volunteered to stay while Azalea and Esther go try to kill so tributes. They set off, Azalea with two light weight but deadly axes in her hand, and Esther with a jacket full of sharp deadly knives. Esther P.O.V (Hunting for Tributes)

We walk down the deep jungle. Azalea has really good hearing, she could hear a pin drop in the jungle. She said her father paid the Capitol to have her ears specialized, while I, on the other hand, have good eyesight. We walk down the jungle, staying together. Its starting to get dark, but we made a trail of hidden stones to nd the camp site. Someone made a re in the dark. It was roughly six. Such idiots I thought. It just draws more attention. I pointed at the re and nudged at Azalea to kill. She walked from behind the girl. She was the district twelve tribute who just started a re and is cooking her squirrels. Azalea stepped on a branch, right behind her. the girl turned around and saw Azalea. Before she could react, Azalea shot her axe in her head. I threw a knife at her face, for good measure, incase the girl goes chasing after Azalea. phew. I said. Almost let that one go away. I took the knife from her wounded and dead face and cleaned the blood with my shirt. I slipped it back in my jacket and there goes the cannon. BOOM. BOOM. We head back to the campsite just in time to see who died today. Haden, District 5s boy. district 7 boy, Cadence, district 9 boy, district 10 girl, district 11 girl and boy, district 12 girl and boy (mightve been killed by district 3s girl. Shes tough.) I counted how many people were left. Bradyn Azalea Me (Esther)

Vincent District 3 Boy District 3 Girl Rosabelle Wilson Melody District 6 Girl District 6 Boy Pansy District 8 Boy District 9 Girl District 10 boy Melody didnt seem to heartbroken. Maybe they had a bit of cold blood. Who knows. Melody had set up the traps and landmines. She told us everything there was to know if we needed to get any supplies, but we didnt understand her as it was so complicated. She did a little example, and we then all ahhhed and ooooed. We took district 12 girls squirrel and some of our food supplies and ate our dinner. We shared the tent, then just realizing that Bradyn, Vincent and Wilson has teamed up and left us. Oh well, Rosabelle cooed. We expected that anyway. We heard a little scream from a distance, and another cannon boomed. It was the boy from District 8.He just died from some explosion I guess the Capitol planned. Good night. Azalea called, and we slept.

Chapter 6 District 3 (almost) strikes

Melodys P.O.V (Morning, 2nd day of the games) We woke up to the sunshine, while I took some bread from the trap, carefully stepping on the right place. I took enough bread for all of us to hunt and ve bottles of water for all of us. We decided Esther and Azalea would stay to protect the camp for the rst half of the morning, me and Rosabelle will go hunting for tributes and deers and will return early afternoon. We all gobbled down our bread, ready to go hunt. I took my only dagger, laced it with some poison I found in the supplies and went with Rosabelle, who packed herself with spears. The rst tribute killed this morning wasnt done by us, but we saw the whole scene. District 3s girl shot his alliance, his fellow tribute from three, and blood started to leak out of his neck. Talk about betrayal. She ran away before me or Rosabelle could slice her head off. BOOM.

District 3s boy is ofcially dead, and his eyes are rolled over, making him look like a ghost. We walked away, pretending weve never seen anything. Of course, they will see. Theres hidden cameras everywhere here for Panem to watch. We hunt for deers and squirrels to eat, and caught a fair amount for lunch. District 10 boy sprang out of no where, wounded. Before I or Rosabelle could nish him off, a herd of boys ran after him. Its them. Vincent, Bradyn, and Wilson. They arent packed with stuff like we are, but theyve got a fair amount of weapons and water. The chase down of District 10 boy, and I actually hopes he survive. I couldnt stand it. I hate Bradyn. I remember how he bragged about winning in the interview. He kept saying how he would murder brainless brats; meaning me. Not long after, The boy careers came back, hunting for more tributes to kill. No cannon has gone off yet, so I guess the district 10 boy survived. Maybe someone will nish him off. I actually noticed him in the training center. Hes not bad with clubs. Rosabelle P.O.V (Morning, 2nd day of the games) We arrived back to camp some time in the afternoon. Esther and Azalea were chatting, sitting on the ground, but still armed. Azalea heard someone tip-toeing on the grass. Her head turned to its direction. I saw a twelve year old tribute. Oh.

Its district nines twelve year old girl, whos weapon is a net. She uses a net to capture people, and does hand to hand combat. I dont think shes killed anyone yet. I think she got a six for her training score. Shes not a really big competitor. She notices Esther and Azalea, who is aware someone is interrogating, but she doesnt see us. I guess nine decided to move to the other side to avoid Azalea or Esther to killing her, but it was too late. Once she moved, I caught her and hold my hand to her mouth to shut her up. She bit my hand, and I shook it. With anger, I kicked her in the legs, CRACK. I broke her leg, ready to nish her off, but thought it was better to leave her to suffer. Leave her. Esther said. She just came over, ready to stick a knife, but she realized it was better for her to suffer. Same minds think alike, eh? Nine runs away, limping, as one of her legs are broken. I left her and go back to my base camp. Melody was setting more traps around the area. I think we should move every few days, to be more safe. Its better to, so no one nds us if any tributes nd out where we are and pass on the information. We all agreed and while Melody set up her traps, I saw her, getting her knife out. Esther also noticed. Esthers P.O.V (Afternoon, 2nd day of Games) I see Melody getting her knife out. Azalea, who heard it, not saw it, also got her axe, in case anything happened.

Then, I did it. I heard a rustling sound from the bushes near one of the traps Melody is recently building. I see a glint of an arrow, pointing right at Melodys head. Its the district three girl. Since District three is electricity, I bet that arrow is electrocuted. Uh oh. I didnt even think, but threw a knife at the arrow, and it snapped in half and dropped on the ground. Before that person hiding could do anything, I ran towards, as fast as I can to kill her. But she was already running away. I threw my knife at her bow, and it snapped in half. I heard a little buzzing sound. Must be the electricity. She ran away before she could do anything, preventing her death. I picked my knife up and wiped a sweat. That was a close one Melo! You done with the trap? Yea, Im just checking. she said, examining her complex trap. Its done. Who was that anyway? I know who was that. I turned around and saw Azalea, who was holding some edible crops. District threes girl. I think her name is Virginia. Azalea continued, avoiding the trap. Who would name their children Virginia? I asked, giggling at her name. It sounded like one of those old states in Panem they taught in school.

No Ones P.O.V - Commentary Wow! That was close! District 3s Virginia Hamilton just almost killed District 5 Melody Edwards. District 2s Esther Moore noticed, and snapped her bow and arrow in half ! Claudis exclaimed, getting hyper of the excitement. Shes a good knife thrower, that one. Azalea is amazing at axe throwing. That Melody, shes one of the smartest Ive seen! She has laced her dagger with poison; even I wouldnt think of that! Caesar added, looking at the TV, which is focusing on Melody, making landmines. Esthers P.O.V (Afternoon, 2nd day of Games) Anyway, Azalea said, I think its better to hunt tomorrow. We have to think of strategies, as we dont have on yet. We all agreed, and ate our squirrels for lunch. Melody came up with most of the ideas, but we still had to consider. Most of our plans was how to kill Virginia, and Rosabelle also reminded us that district sevens female tribute, Pansy was a tricky competitor too. How? I dont see her as a threat. Melody commented while she devours on a squirrel sandwich for dinner. It was night, and there wasnt a lot of tribute activity. The dead tributes for today wouldnt board cast until later tonight.

Shes this snotty stuck-up who teases us on our weak skills. Rosabelle said, smirking. She should judge her own skills rst. She can throw a knife in ve meters. Thats true, Azalea piped up. But shes pretty skillful with rocks. Rocks? Rocks cant kill us, unless she smashes it into our throat. True. She will be a medium target. But rstly we have to kill Virginia. Melody said. She paused. And good job with the knife throwing. You snapped her bow in half, which means she has to repair her bow before doing any hunting. Thank you. I say, and took a bow, and we all laughed quietly, incase if anyone heard us. Then, the slideshow of all the tributes who died today came up. The national anthem of Panem comes up, and then pictures of who died comes up. Only District three. We saw Bradyn chasing district ten boy today, he looks wounded. Melody said quietly. So did Bradyn team up with Vincent and Wilson? How did you know? Rosabelle (lets just call her Rosa) asked. Rosa, Im not dumb, of course they would team up. Aza sighed. Its not the rst day I know Bradyn. We all decided to go to bed, washing our faces by the lake and cleaning our teeth with mint leaves. Then, we went to bed, exhausted. They all went to sleep immediately. Im still wondering whats going to happen after we are the only tributes left.

I eventually fell asleep. Well gure out later.

Chapter 7 The beggar

Esthers P.O.V (2nd week, 2 day, afternoon) The next few days was pretty slow. No one died. We had to think of tactics for the remaining tributes, so we didnt go hunt much. We had gifts from sponsors like goat cheese and sandwiches to keep us going.

I guess everyone is just hiding from each other, trying to avoid hand to hand combats. I bet the people in the Capitol are starting to get bored watching us hide. Thats when the game makers start to liven up the party. Secena Crane P.O.V . (In the Control center) Last week in the arena was pretty slow. Im getting complaints from the citizens, saying the games is starting to get boring. The whole control center has screens, indicating where each tribute are. The girl career tributes are just lounging around their base camp, most of them are hiding in trees, and the boy career tributes are hiding in a cave. Mr. Crane? My assistant, Turiva said. More mail from the citizens. I sighed. Most of them were complaints. Some of them were sponsors, wanting to support the games. I decided, that I was going to set a re. I targeted at the boy career tributes. Oh, and Miss Turiva? I called, before she walked away. Yes? Set re on district 1, 2, 4, boys.

Esthers P.O.V (2nd week, 2nd day afternoon) We were eating apples for lunch. In the corner of my eye, I catch a whiff of smoke, not to far from here. Azalea, on the other hand, heard the screaming.

I tapped on Rosas shoulder and she looked up. She mouthed go? and I nodded. Azalea, Melody, stay on the base camp. I instructed. Were hunting on the re. It didnt take us long to nd the re. The smell of the smoke was so strong, you could just follow the scent of the re, and viola, there goes the re. We hid a few meters away from the re, and we saw where the re is targeted at. It was targeted at the boy careers. Oh no. Wilson has a burn on his leg, while hes using his blowdarts to ap the re away. Obviously, thats no use, and few moments later, his cheek got burned too. Bradyn and Vincent had enough common sense to not ap the re, but not enough to convince them not the climb the trees. Vincent and Bradyn, clinging on to the tree as they watched Wilson burn in the re. His hands start to have a little sizzling sound, and when I watch Wilson slowly burn, I can see Vincent looked shocked. BOOM. Wilson is dead, as the game makers shot another ball of re directly at Wilson. I guess they wanted to nish him off. Secena Crane P.O.V . (In the Control center)

I looked at the screen as we watch Wilson slowly burn in the re. District four Wilson is now dead. I announced. He is now lying on the oor, half of his body lled with burns, his body couldnt do it with the overheating. The camera turns to Bradyn of District one and Vincent of District two, who was clutching on a tree on their life. Little ickers of ames danced at the trunk, as if trying to reach them. Hey Turiva- but then, I cut off. Then, the camera turned into the other angle. I looked, with my eyes open. Its District four girl and District two, Rosabelle and Esther. I laughed. They always seem to know whats happening. Ms. Turvia? I got a little stied sound as an answer. More re. This time at Bradyn and Vincent. then I consider for a moment. Set re on Rosabelle and Esther too.

Rosabelles P.O.V (2nd week, 2nd day afternoon) We hide behind a tree, while Wilson is laying lifeless on the ground, while Bradyn and Vincent is clinging for their life. Oh no. Another ball of re shoots, aiming at Bradyn and Vincent. they squeal, jumping off the tree, running away. Bradyn

wasnt so lucky, he got a major re burn, that sizzled. He clinged onto it, as Vincent ran away. Vincent! Bradyn croaked. He sounded weak. Vincent ignored him, and ran away. We stay hiding, and as Esther takes a knife to nish him, another ball of re comes out. aiming at us. We duck, and I could feel a inch of my hair, sizzling of the re. Esther had a minor wound on her hand, but she was ne. Bradyn caught us and hold us on the necks, weakly attempting to kill us with a sword. He holds it up to our necks. Goodbye, world I think. But then, I kicked his left foot, and he screamed because that was the leg that got burnt. He holds on to his wound, and drops the sword in pain. Esther nishes him off, throwing a knife right in his leg and one in his heart for good measure. BOOM. Bradyn is dead. We stay for a while, while we use our water to set the re out. It actually worked. Capitol re doesnt work very well, does it? Vincent came back about half an hour later, looking for Bradyn. Bradyns body was taken by the hovercraft, and together with Wilson. Brad? Vincent croaked. He saw our feet and assumed we were Bradyn. Im sorry, I didnt mean to notHe looked up. His eyes bulged. Esther?

she nodded. You kill Bradyn? she nodded again. Vincent looked shocked, like hed never thought Esther would do something like that. Save it. Esther muttered. I got a eleven for my score. Of course I have the guts. I take my spear out, and Vincent noticed. He waved his hand at me. Oh no, dont kill me. he cried. All my allies are dead. Dont you feel pity for me? I looked at him like he was crazy. This is the Hunger Games, my dear. The rule is kill or be killed. Esther sneered. That seemed to wake Vincent up. He took his axe, the same identical one to Azalea. Oh no. Azaleas axes are fatal, one shot, and you die. Esther didnt seem to afraid of him. Bring it. Vincent charged at Esther, while Esther dodged his attempts to slash her, I seem to be invisible to them. Esther attempts to throw her knife, but Vincent kept slashing his axe, she had to move every few seconds. But I saw her shoot while moving. Whats shes waiting for? After a while I understood. Me. I went behind Vincents back and caught Esthers eye. She smiled and motioned me to move. I take Vincents neck and hold it tightly. Vincent tried to bite me, but Esther stopped him by cutting his mouth, making it spurt with blood, moaning with pain. Please.. he croaked. Alliances? Why? I sneered in his mouth.

Im good with an axe. And you couldnt hit me. Esther sniggered. What? Youre one of the toughest competitors! Thats true. he got a ten, we got eleven. True, true. Esther gave a little smile, and Vincent took it as a little bit of hope. Allies? he whispered. Esther walked into his ear sympathetically. I.. think not. she whispered. Before he could react, Esther stabbed him in the heart, making spurt blood out of his mouth and fall on the ground. BOOM. Vincent is dead. Where his heart leaves a mark of blood. Then I thought about Esther. If she won, what happens if she got home? Vincents family would hate her. Esther didnt seem to notice, and she walked away, going back to the base camp.

No ones P.O.V (Claudis Templesmith Commentary) What a show! Claudis exclaims, clapping with excitement. The girl careers strike again! All the boy careers are dead, and now it leaves with the girl careers, district 6 allies, District 7 Pansy, district 3 Virginia, District 9s little girl Lily; District 10s boy Andrew. Caesar informed.

Melodys P.O.V (Base camp, 1st week 2nd day night) I waved at Esther when I saw her back, and she grufy waved. She was covered in blood, and smelled like blood too. She took a spare shirt from our supplies; avoiding my traps and took a spare shirt to change. She took the bloodstained shirt, took it off and put a new shirt on, and tossed the old shirt into the tent. So, Azalea said, casually, looking up from her work; she was making some kind of wooden weapon. Kill anyone today? The boy careers are all killed. Rosabelle declares, and we all whooped. Wilson was killed in a Capitol made re, Esther killed Bradyn and Vincent. They all gave whoops to Esther while we settle down to eat supper. Soup of edible berries and a two shes Azalea found in the pond while Esther and Rosabelle was hunting. Then, the national anthem played, and board casted who died today. Only the boy careers. I counted how many people were left in the games. eleven people. It wouldnt be very long until we are the only ones left.

Chapter 8 Amelia & Minius

Esthers P.O.V (2nd week, 5th day) Things have been going a bit slow again, but the arent doing anything. Weve moved from the lake base to an area that no one goes into. It seems like everyone is back to hiding. Im actually surprised that District 6s boy and girl; I think their names are Amelia and Minius; made it through. They only got eight and nines for their scores; maybe their mentor got them so many sponsors. We decided to hunt on them. After them, well hunt on Pansy and Virgina. District six is transportation. I bet they built some kind of freak bicycle out of wood just to build it. District tens Andrew was hunting around our camp base. Before we decided to kill him, Melody suggested we should keep him to take care of our stuff while we hunt, so we agreed. We told him if any of our stuff is gone, he will die instantly. We set off into the woods. In the Caesar Interview, Amelia stated that her plan was to hid up in the trees, while Minius would go hunt. I, because Im light, climbs up

trees, trying to nd Amelia, while me, Rosabelle and Melody stays on the ground to search for Minius. It was kind of a dumb idea for Amelia to spill out her plans. Amelia is this thirteen year old girl, while Minius is much older; hes sixteen. Weve walked for hours and we are getting dehydrated; We nished our water bottles, and all the water we got to drink after that was the moisture from the leaves. Lets just hunt another day.. Azalea moaned. She is the one who gets dehydrated easily. Shes begged her mentor for water, complain about heatstroke, took her jacket off, and even begging the gamemakers to make it rain. No! Rosabelle snaps. We must hunt now. I look up in the trees, trying to nd a signal of a tribute. I turn around, and I hear someone sniggering. Azalea heard it to. Was that you Melody? Azalea whispered. No. Rosabelle? Denitely not. Then I see it. A average height blonde girl jumps from tree to tree, and we dont stop. We move, as I move tree to tree, trying to chase up with Amelia. Wheres Minius, Am? I teased, as she runs away, clutching a small knife in her hand. Hunting for you! she snarls, and jumps away. I roll my eyes and chase her. ILL CHASE AMELIA, YOU CHASE MINIUS! I shout, even though we have no idea where Minius is. I jump, tree to tree, trying to chase up with Amelia. But Amelia is really fast at tree climbing. She throws her knife

at me, and I dodge, catching the knife, but resulting a minor cut in my hand. Her eyes widens, as she scrambles in her belt to see if she has anymore weapons. She does. Blowdarts. She might have stole them from Wilson or Bradyn, because we didnt take their weapons. She dips it into a little bottle with black-purplish liquid. Nightlock. She shoots at me, and I narrowly dodge. I unzip my jacket and pick a small but deadly knife, and throw it at her. She dodges, but it hits her in the arm, causing bleeding. She unzips her jacket, throws the knife on the oor (smart move I think sarcastically) and looks at her arm. You can see the esh; its pouring blood and her skin starts to look pale. Shes losing blood this moment. She attempts to shoot another one at me, but it aims down at the oor as she is now weak, hitting my knife. I jump to the tree where she is standing, take her little packet of nightlock liquid and forces her mouth to open, and smoothen it on her tongue, closing her mouth, making her swallow. She does, and she instantly falls down from the tree, laying dead on the oor. BOOM. I guess Minius gured out Amelia is dead, and goes running into our direction. Once he sees us, he stops, going backwards. He runs, but too late. Melody is already chasing him. Melodys P.O.V - Hunting Minius

As Minius comes into view, I start to chase him. Hes a fast runner, and he uses spears, like Rosabelle. I throw my dagger at him, expecting him to die, as I usually lace it with poison. Not today. I forgot. It only creates a cut in his head, making him fall. Good Enough.I think. I step on his ankles to make him stop moving, and hold his hands with my elbows. I give him a few punches in the chin, and he spurts warm blood at me. Who do you think you are? He spits. More blood comes out. Youre just teaming up with the careers; theyll kill you later. Join me. I punch him again, right in the eye. His face turns, and it turns back, with a black eye. Dont you dare insult my friends. I growled. Friends? He snorted, and blood comes out of his nose. This is the hunger games. You dont trust anyone. What hes saying is true. But I push that thought out of my head. Say that again, and youll die. I snarled. I already am, am I? he laughs, and coughs. His laugh is so cold, that I stab the dagger into his arm, cutting it off. He shrieks in pain, and I stab him right in the heart, and little veins of blood start to spill out of his shirt. BOOM. He is dead, but I slash his eye out and stab him in the stomach. I take my dagger out and wipe it on his shirt. I sigh as I recount what he said. This is the hunger games. You dont trust anyone. I slowly walk back to Azalea, who comes to hug me. Phew! I thought you died! she cries. Nope, Im very alive. I says.

Who says that the careers are bad, Minius? not me. We head back to the base camp, and Andrew is sitting in the grass, holding one of Rosabelles spears that she offered. He gives us a little wave, and he wave back. He just proved he wasnt useless after all. Then, Esther goes to get some apples in our stack of supplies. She counts how many apples there were. There is only eight. there used to be nine. Someone inltrated our camp. We asked if Andrew ate an apple, and he said no. Azalea and Rosabelle were the ones nearest to Andrew, so they took their anger out on him, and tortured him. Azalea and Rosabelle took their axes and spears and was aimed at Andrew. 1... 2... 3. At the same time, the both struck at Andrews heart. BOOM. Hes dead. Another BOOM. The explosion came near the lake. We guess it was Melodys landmines as we left them there; so we are guessing it was District nines little girl. We conrmed that tonight. They showed District 6s boy and girl, District 9 girl, and Andrew. The anthem stops playing and we devise a plan. Its time we hunt on Virgina, dont you think? I announced. But after her, theres only six of us left.

There was a little awkward pause. I broke the pause. After we kill Virgina, we have to split up. I said. When we see each other again, we will have no regrets. Agreed? Agreed. they all said. The only problem is, I dont think I will have no regrets.

Chapter 9 Done, Going, Gone.

Azaleas P.O.V - Morning of 2nd week, 6th day We went hunting for Virginia right away, after we ate our bread. But before we did, we received a little sponsor gift. The little ding dong, ding dong sound of a sponsor gift comes out. I quickly opened it and found one small knife. It was for Esther. Ding dong, Ding dong. another one came. It was a bigger container than Esthers, and I opened it. It was a sharp axe, made out of titanium, thin, light, and deadly. Inside, it came with a note. We have condence in you. ~ Q I whisper a thank you, and give the knife the Esther. I lean over as she reads her note. This is the most expensive knife money can buy. It can go through esh and bones in one gentle hit. Use it well. ~ L Two others come, as I expect it is for Rosabelle and Melody. We open it, and Rosabelles one contained a trident-like spear; it had two sharp edges instead of three;

and Melodys one contained a better dagger for her; It was ultra sharp; just but swiftly swishing the dagger onto a lizards skin; there was already a huge cut. We looked at the notes. Sharpest one I could nd. Use it. ~B Double sharp spear. One of a kind. Dont lose it. ~ Y So why are we getting these stuff today? Is Virginia a really tough tribute? She didnt kill lot compared to us. We nally gure out why. After we received these precious gifts, we strap them onto our bags and start hunting for Virginia. Firstly, she is hard to nd, and, she is really armed. We nd her, sitting in a tree, not making any effort to hide. She eats an apple. Our apple. So she stole our apple. That just made Esther really mad, and she throws a knife at the apple, as it sticks onto a tree. Virginia looks shocked, but once she saw who found her, she smiled. I was thinking you were Pansy. she smirked. What? Rosabelle snapped. Is Pansy tough? Not really. she shrugged, as if this was the most normally conversation ever. Shes not as tough as I am. I clench my sts as she takes Esthers knife and slides the apple out, and keeps eating it. I throw an axe at her, but it just bounced off her. Never heard of protection, my dear? she sniggered, and took her shirt off. Seems like her mentor got her some kind of metal protector. She honestly looks hideous in it. We all snigger at her.

What you laughing at? she looks at us, confused. Well see whos laughing, after this happens. She takes Esthers knife from the tree and throws it at Esther. She dodges, picks the knife up, and goes all furious. No one throws Esthers own knife at her. Only Virginia has the guts to do it. Oh well. Ill just target someone else. She turns to Rosabelle, who is already armed. She takes her spear and charges at her, attempting to put a spear through her heart. Virginia quickly moves, making Rosabelle only hitting through air. Virginia laughs, and catches Rosabelle before she could move. She clutches onto her, while Rosabelle turns red. She must have a tight grip. Esther picks a sharper knife, while Me and Melody take our weapons out. Melody throws a knife at her leg, and it makes a deep gash, making her grip on Rosabelle loosen, but Rosabelle still looks red. Rosabelle bites her hand as Virginia shrieks in pain. Blood starts to spurt out of her nger, and Virginia lets go, while Rosabelles mouth is full of Virginias blood, she spits it out. This blood is not mine. Its dirty blood. That just puts Virginia onto the edge. She takes her own weapon out; a sword that looks identical to Bradyns; and slashes me in the arm. It only creates a cut; but out of anger, I throw my axe at her. Oops. I forgot. The axe just bounces of her body, as if it is made out of plastic. I clench my sts.

I take the weapon that I got from the sponsors today. Titanium. Whats your protector made out of ? I sneer at her. The other careers seem to get the point and get their gifts out too. Metal. she answered. Why do you want to know? Cause we wanted to know if Titanium goes through. Esther sneered. She already got my point. I get close to her and she snickers. Your axe is not hitting this thing. Oh really? I said sarcastically. I slash my axe onto her protector, and it creates a line in the protector, revealing her shirt inside. She looks really shocked, and then she keeps a emotionless face. Bring it. Melody charges, slicing her protector in half. She takes her sword and aims it at her heart, and she misses by an inch. Melody punches her in the face, and her mouth spits blood out. Virginia punches her in the stomach, and in return, she punches her in where she created her gash. she moans in pain, and using her shoe, she uses all her force to push her away. Now, Esther smirked. Lets make this a good show, shall we? While Virginia is still moaning in pain, Esther takes the smallest knife out, and cuts her in the cheek, while blood pours out. She cuts another one above her eye, making her eye close. Esther was satised and let Rosabelle go next. She took her two edged spear and scratched it in her arm. She took a little laugh and did another one on the other cheek. Virginia screamed in pain.

It was my turn, and I cut her where her heart is supposed to go. She gives a scream, and struggles to let go, but everytime she does that, Melody punches her in the face, making her spurt more blood. Its a miracle how shes still alive. I nish her off, using my titanium axe and slashing it right at her heart. BOOM. Melody cuts her mouth, making it bleed. After we were satised, we go back to our base camp. Until we realize, we just killed Virginia. Theres only ve of us left. So.. I guess this is it. Esther said. Well each have a fair amount of food and medicine we can take, okay? Melody said. We all agree and Esther takes fruits, some burnt ointment and her knife weapons with some squirrels from leftover food. Rosabelle takes her spears, takes the berries and some medicine for cuts. I take my axes, take bread and ointment for gashes. Melody takes her mine equipment, her daggers, ointment for cuts and bread. We all make a fair share of water, and pack it into our bags. Im gonna miss working with you guys. Rosabelle smiled, and we all shook hands. We all went our separate ways, and we never saw each other again. Or did we?

Chapter 10 The only ones

Melodys P.O.V (3rd week, 1st day) Its the third week of the game. The nal week. Me and the careers has separated for two days, and nothing has happened. No screams, no shouts, nothing. Its been really quiet. I see a little squirrel and catch it with my hand. I use my dagger; not laced with poison; and stabbed it, making a little re. It is roughly the afternoon, and I cook the squirrel, eating it quickly, setting out the re. Pansy has done a good job hiding from us. All I do now is walk, drink, walk, drink, eat, walk, drink, walk, eat, wash, sleep. Thats my daily routine in the games now. The only death threat in the arena is the tracker jackers, but these Capitol muttations are in their nests. Its a bit weird how they still havent set any muttations on us, as they usually do in every games, where its as crazy as

candy pink human eating amingos or venomous teeth bunnies. Whatever you say, the Capitol can concoct up. I slowly walk around the forest. Its also really weird they didnt create any re, like they did to the boy careers, which ultimately killed them. I dont think theyre in a hurry to nish this, or they are planning on something wicked or evil. I miss home. I miss all the power transfers that dad used to work in. I miss walk around buying food for my family with Lexie. I miss walking to school with Lexie, laughing at the teachers clothes. STOP. I tell myself. Lexies probably watching this now, looking at me, amazed that I can go so far. If I win, she must be friends with me again. But she wont be a real friend. She would only like me because I won. The only real friends Ive got is Azalea, Esther and Rosabelle. My stomach did backips. Thinking about them made me realize again Im going to have to kill them if I wanna go home. A little buttery, a neon blue and green landed on my hand, and I gently stroke it. OUCH! The buttery just bit me! It must be a Capitol muttation. yup, right under there, its a muttation number. Luckily, it only gave me a little sting, and I dont feel any dizziness, so Ill be ne. I put some cut ointment when I hear a familiar noise. ding dong, ding dong, I look up. Another sponsor! I climb up the tree to retrieve my gift. Its a sting ointment.

Apply gently. Things going good with Sivica, if you know what I mean. ~B That gave me a little smile. I say my thanks, which should broadcast on the telly, and I take some of this blue capitol concoction and rub it against my hand. Ahhh.. It feels nice. I wonder whats going on with my ex-alliances. Rosabelles P.O.V (3rd week, 1st day) I hang around the lake, as it always reminds me about home. No one comes around, and if they do, they usually run away. I recieved a shing pole from my sponsor, that came with a note; Reminded me of home. Maybe you will too. ~ Y. And it did. It looked almost identical to my fathers one. We always had plenty supplies of sh, it sometimes made me sick. I caught some sh and make small res in the morning to cook them. The taste does not remind of home. At all. This sh was bred it the Capitol, its got blue eyes, but rest of the sh is normal. I took the eyeball and crunched on it. Tasted like Chocolak or whatever you call it. That sweet milky brown thing that only the Capitol has. Anyway, everythings so slow. No one died. No muttations. Its been so boring, I dont get why Secena isnt setting anything on us. I bet Caesar and Claudis are running out of things to say. I smirk by the thought of that.

No Ones P.O.V (Capitol center, TV with Games boardcasting LIVE) Well, A Capitol citizen said. Not much going on, right? Thatss very true. Said another. Oh, by the way, Tvaiyr, do you have the mascara length lasher I requested? Yes, yes. Tvaiyr said. You know, these friends. They wont kill each other. Might cause a rebellion. Sssssshh! The other said. Must not let anyone hear this! Especially Pressssident Snow! Well, it might, Tvaiyr shrugged. She took a little sip from her blue liquidly drink, which tasted like alcohol. Wekdy, think about it. What would happen to ussss? Us? Wekdy encountered. No makeup? No Mascara curler? No ssssurgeries? she looked pale. Her high eyebrows arched even higher. Thatss like telling me to die! Im just saying. I hope its not true, but if it is, it is up to Ssssnow to protect us. Yes, hes a very good pressident, issnt he? Yea, letting those unworthy districts ght to the death. Its like watching the doing a death sentence, but more entertaining. Tvaiyr and Wekdy laughed, and continued watching the games, their goggly eyes looking at the screen, who had Azalea, searching her backpack for food. Azaleas P.O.V (3rd Week, 1st day)

Come on! I urged my backpack. Obviously its no use. Im trying to nd food because Im starting to get hungry. The last time I ate was a few hours ago. Okay, so maybe it wasnt a long time ago, but I need to keep my energy up if I want to win. Querisus, give me food! I whisper. I could just hear him groan. Maybe theres food nearby. I take a little walk around, but all I nd is berries. I take a gulp of them all and drink a bit of water. I add my remaining berries into the water bottle, giving it a little avor. I keep walking. and walking. ding dong ding dong. Chicken and cheese. great. President Snows P.O.V (In his Mansion) We are preparing something big. Secena insisted. He scratched his wave like beard. Well, we need something to entertain our audience! I exclaimed, making my eyebrows go up. But its something that no one has seen before! he again, insisted. Well then, tell me. Surprise me. A Feast. he said simply. A Feast? I thought. Most of the games had feasts. Whats so special about that? Its not just a normal feast. he continued. Its going to be a feast. On tributes. Tributes? I asked. I took a rose from my garden and started to cut it shorter.. and shorter....

Yes, he exclaimed happily. Tributes. We are going to announce a feast at the cornucopia. We will trick them, making them think theres food, water, weapons, medicine. Theres actually nothing but a table. They will all come, and once they nd nothing but tributes, they will be tempted to kill. I thought about this. What about the girl careers? They surely wont kill each other. Theyll only kill the District seven girl, thats for sure. Okay, I said. But heres the deal. Secena stiffed. continue he said. If there is no winner after that feast, you shall be executed. Secena widened his eyes. You dont expect them to kill everyone butI raised my hand and he stopped. The girl careers are stuck hip to hip, even though if they separated after they killed the District three girl. If there is no winner after the feast, something unpleasant will happen. What? he asked simply. Death, Secena. Death. He seemed to understand and bowed. Ill see you later, Mr. Snow. Maybe not. I breathe under my breath. Esthers P.O.V- 3rd week, 1st day Im dead thirsty. The only water Ive drank is lake water, which was a few hours ago. Not one sip later, Ill die of dehydration.

I take a berry and squeeze the juice out, and suck it. I feel better and keep on going. I take my knife and practice throwing at a tree. When I hit it, an apple fell down. I look up. Sweet. I thought. An apple tree. I climb up and take more apples and stuff them in my backpack. I wonder how the other ones are going. Rosabelles P.O.V- 3rd week, 1st day. I hold my wound as I walk. I rolled down some unexpected slide, and as a result, I got a wound. It tried using the ointment for cuts, but it only works on cuts, not bruises. I did get a cut, but it already disappeared already. I walk around, eating berries, trying to treat them with different types of leaves. None of them have any effect yet, but thats not important. I only have ve spears left, and I need more. I have four normal spears and one trident like spear that I got from my sponsor. Wonder if anyone is starving yet. Melodys P.O.V (3rd week, 1st day) I hear a scream. An ear piercing scream. Its so loud, I cover my ears. It sounds nothing like my friends, so Im guessing its Pansy. I run across to the scream. Then I see it. Yup, its Pansy. And its a muttation, all right. Its multi-colored toucans.

Sharp teeth toucans. Pansy looks really dirty, and is similar to the color of the ground Ive seen in the meadow area of the arena. They bared their teeth while Pansy is all bruised and bleeding. A toucan bit her on the arm and it started to bleed rapidly. Before I could throw my dagger at her to nish her off, more toucans came from nowhere, attacking her. More come. Uh oh. I guess two of those toucans were targeted at me, cause once they saw me, the eyes of the toucan turned blood red. Oh damn. I run through the woods, hoping Pansy didnt see me. Of course she didnt, shes too busy with the toucans attacking her. The toucans start to peck me, and I slash a toucan with my dagger. The beak had a big shallow hole, and that just made him more mad. STOP IT! I shout at the toucan. OH NO. I just attracted more tributes. Lets hope multi-colored toucans are attacking them too. Esther P.O.V (3rd Day, 1st week) I hear a far shout, saying STOP IT!. I think its Melody, it sounds like her. Sounds like muttations are starting to attack. I guess its time for the grand nale. Melodys P.O.V (3rd Day, 1st Week)

It took forever to get rid of the muttations, but I did it. I just threw poison at them, and they dissolved like air. I sit down to rest, and eat some berries. Its been a long day, and its already night in the arena. I guess today will be my day of death.

Azaleas P.O.V (3rd Week, 1st day, Night) Attention, Attention tributes. Claudis Templesmiths voice boomed around the arena. Esthers P.O.V (3rd Week, 1st day, Night) Firstly, we have to congratulate the last ve tributes remaining in the arena. But, to nish off, we have a feast. Claudis said, exaggerating the word feast. A feast? I thought. This is going to be good. Rosabelles P.O.V (3rd Week, 1st day, Night) It will be held tonight, and there will be food, water, medicine, ointment, weapons, anything.. Claudis said dramatically, To help you survive in the arena. Soudns nice. I thought. Melodys P.O.V (3rd Week, 1st day, Night) It will be held in the Cornucopia, and a table of goodies will be there, waiting you, right now. Good Luck, and May the odds EVER in your favor. he nished, and you can her the mic logging off from the arena.

I dont waste any time. I run forward right to the cornucopia. I catch a glimpse of a golden horn. Im almost there. I smile. Azaleas P.O.V (3rd week, 1st day, Night) Im running to the cornucopia and I see Melody hiding opposite of me. Smart move. Literally. She had her dagger in her hand, ready to attack any tributes nearby. Esthers P.O.V (Hiding in forest near Cornucopia) I spot Azalea and she winked at me. Haha. It feels like were still alliances. The table is empty, and weve been tricked. So I just stay her to hunt on tributes. Then we see someone move. Its Pansy, all bruised and bloody, running to the table without looking. It seemed like all of us moved at the same time. We all ran at her, attacking. Stop! Pansy screams. She just realized that the table is empty. idiot. Just realized? Rosabelle cried from a distance. Shes quickly running towards us, joining the feast. If you look up closely, seems like shes been attacked by some kind of animal. Shes got cut, bruises, gashes, anything you can imagine. Lets make this slow, shall we? Azalea said, taking her axe out. First, the arm. She slash her arm deep, cutting her bone and esh, and her shoulder started to bleed. STOP! Pansy shrieks, while I take hold of her to make sure she doesnt go anywhere.

I think Ill cut of two legs! Rosabelle screamed with delight, and she stabbed her on the legs. Pansy moans, and I could almost hear district seven moaning too. It was Melodys turn, and she took her eye out. It was pretty disgusting, actually. Shes now blind, with one arm, and no legs. It was my turn, and I sliced her mouth in half, making it bleed like mad. Shes still alive. SQWAK SQWAK SQWAK! The noise seemed to be coming closer. Okay.. Its red eyed multi-colored toucans. Capitol Muttations.

Chapter 11 The death of tributes

Rosabelles P.O.V (Pansy) Azalea seems to be whipping her.. with an axe. She doesnt notice that Capitol muttations are coming our way. Red eyed multi-color toucans are coming Pansys way, and we give way for them while they peck her heart. BOOM. Looks like Pansys dead. She looks bruised, bleeding like hell, and her face looks horrible. She has no eyes, and she looks far from a human being. We look at each other. Theres really only us left. We look at each other, guring out what to do. Melodys P.O.V (Last strike) We all seem to be in motion what to do. It seemed like everything was in slow motion...

I throw Rosabelle my dagger while she threw a spear at me... Azalea was throwing a axe straight at Esther while she threw knifes.. Seems like there will be no winner. I close my eyes, taking my last breath of life. No Ones P.O.V (TV In the Capitol) BOOM. BOOM. BOOM. BOOM. The remaining tributes all died. There is no winner. It took a while for the citizens to sink it in. They looked shocked. There they are, all of their weapons striking on the heart. Azalea, hit by knifes, Esther, hit by axes, Melody, dead by a single spear, and Rosabelle, laying lifeless with a dagger in her heart. The citizens murmur of confusion. THE REBELLION! Someone shouts from the crowd. The citizens of the capitol looked around. It was Esthers dad, dressed in his peacekeeper outt.

President Snow P.O.V (Mansion, with TV) I look at the screen of my Telvision, which had the channel The Hunger Games on. Four girls lay dead on the oor, near the Cornucopia. I pick up the phone from nearby and dialed a number. A familiar voice picks up. Hello Capitol citizen, this is Secena Crane, How can I help you? This is President Snow. I can hear his voice freeze for a while. Yes, Mr. Snow?

IN THE NOT TOO DISTANT FUTURE, ONE MALE AND ONE FEMALE FROM 12 DISTRICTS ARE SENT TO AN ARENA TO FIGHT TO THE DEATH. THE RULES ARE: KILL OR BE KILLED. 24 PEOPLE ARE TRAPPED, AND THE GAME IS OVER UNTIL A LONE VICTOR REMAINS. HENCE AND FOREVERMORE, THIS GAME IS REMEMBERED AS THE HUNGER GAMES.

THE HUNGER GAMES WERE CREATED WHEN THIRTEEN DISTRICTS REBELLED AGAINST THEIR RULER, THE CAPITOL. THE CAPITOL, WHO WAS TOO STRONG, WON THE WAR, AND DESTROYED THE THIRTEENTH DISTRICT. AND AS A REMINDER THE DARK DAYS SHOULD NOT BE REPEATED, THE HUNGER GAMES IS CREATED.

WHEN FOUR GIRLS WITH SIMILARITIES FROM DIFFERENT DISTRICTS UNTIE, A ALLIANCE FORMS. ALLIANCES GROUPS USUALLY UNTIL FEW TRIBUTES REMAINS, THEN THEY SEPARATE. THEY CANT SEEM TO SEPARATE. THEYVE KILLED MOST OF THE TRIBUTES, RULED THE ARENA, AND WHEN ONLY 5 TRIBUTES ARE LEFT, THE SEPARATE TO THEIR OWN WAYS. UNTIL THEY WERE THE ONLY ONES LEFT. THEY CANT SEEM TO KILL EACH OTHER. BUT THERE COULD BE, ONLY ONE WINNER.

THE HUNGER GAMES: THE LAST WINNERS

Meet me in the mansion at six. Were serving nightlock for tonight. Yes, Mr. Snow. And the line goes dead. _______________________________________________ END