Camden, District 9
He looked around at all the other tributes set around the Cornucopia. He shook his head. The Capitol would do anything just for some entertainment. Including killing poor innocent children. Well, except the Careers from 1, 2 and 4. They weren't as innocent as the rest of them. They looked at the Hunger Games as a time to show some pride for their district when the rest of them looked at it like a death sentence. That's exactly how Camden looked at. And, he wasn't going to go down without a fight. He knew very well that his mentor told him to stay away from the bloodbath and get the hell away from the Cornucopia. But, really how long did his mentor think he was going to last? Being from District 9 did no help what so ever when it came to the Hunger Games. He sighed and thought of how he was going to end things quickly, less painful. When the gong rang out, he ran as fast as his legs would take him. He eyed an orange backpack and grabbed it exactly when the girl on fire grabbed it. He glared at her as she pulled and pulled until Camden felt a pain in his back. He felt sick so he chocked up blood and spit it on the girl from District 12. He saw her grey eyes get big and then run toward the forest before his eyes shut permanently.