Chapter 2! Thanks so much for the reviews and advice, I really appreciate them!
Sorry, I know I haven't posted in a while, but I've been SUPPER busy!(Won't happen again!) (:

Summer Klisten, District 1

I buried my head under the pillow, trying to get the thoughts out of my head. Why wouldn't Harren like me? I mean, every other guy in District 1 was practically drooling over me. Even Krug, my district partner is, but he's all brawn and no brains. I like a guy who has muscles and is smart. Like Harren... Ugh, why couldn't I get him out of my head!? I tried starting up a conversation with almost every second in the training arena that the Capitol told us we had to stay at before we entered the Games. Yet every time he would just ignore my attempts to talk to him. I would even sit next to him every time we ate, too, but no luck there either.

I slapped my sleeping bag, venting out my anger. Calm, down Summer, just relax, go to sleep, you need energy for tomorrow. Great, now I was talking to myself. I let out a deep sigh and curled up under my sleeping bag away from the chilly breeze that was blowing into the Cornucopia. I was just about to drift into sleep when suddenly loud footsteps entering the horn woke me up.

"Uh, guys, I think you better wake up. We have company." I looked up to see Harren at the entrance of the horn, holding his spear in his arms. He glanced at me once, looked away, and then walked out. Now he probably hates me. Great, why didn't I just keep my lips away from his and kept little crush secret to myself.

I stood up and grabbed my knives, following Kentra, Krug, and Flerra out into the swamp.

"There's no one out here," spoke Krug.

Harren raised his arm and pointed into the dark distance. I followed where his finger was pointing and spotted what he was talking about. Four dark shadows were running towards us, getting closer by the second.

"Well that's just lovely, I guess were going to have to do some killing tonight," laughed Kentra as she picked up a gleaming axe. "It's a shame though, that it's dark, we won't be able to see our kill very well." Then, she ran at the dark figures baring her axe high in the air. I looked to the others and they simply shrugged and ran, following Kentra with their weapons. I sighed and sprinted after them.

I caught up to their running pace and listened in on their plan.

"Flerra, your one of our ranged fighters, there's 5 of us, 4 of them. You stay behind us and shoot at any of the other enemies who looks like they might kill us," Kentra said to Flerra, who just nodded in agreement.

Tonight is going to be a long night.

Kleeton Jones, District 11

Crap. Crap, crap, crap. I couldn't believe we were doing this. I ran next to Goldie from District 12, Iline from 9, and Art from 6. Here we were running to where that golden horn thing was located, just so we could get some decent supplies. Iline and Art had some measly daggers, while Goldie and I both had a pair of hatchets. We didn't expect anyone to be at the horn, since we figured most of them would've run into hiding. But, again, we jinxed it and now we are running straight towards the huge tributes from District 1, 2 and 4, who kicked butt at training. We were still about 100 yards away from them, but we were getting closer every second. The moon's light illuminated their figures and I could tell we were in deep trouble.

All of us were basically 13 except Iline who was about 15 and Goldie who was 12. Yet, now we were getting ready to fight people who looked way older than us with more than one huge weapon in their hands, barreling at us. I whimpered and knew this was going to be my death. We finally met in the middle between the horn and the forest. They glared and gripped their weapons tightly. Four of them stepped forward while one with a bow stayed in the spot she stood.

Suddenly, one of the two girls came charging at me with her axe. I yelped and ducked as the axe swung right above my head, taking some of my hair off in the process. I took my hatchet and swiped it at her face, still unsure of what was happening. She laughed and stepped to the side and tried to kill me with her axe again. I looked out of the corner of my eye to see what else was happening and the rest of my allies were caught in battle while the one girl from the others stood meekly behind. Poor Goldie was trapped in combat with a well built boy who I remembered was from District 2 from training and he looked about 16 or 17.

I turned back to my combat and tried to hit the girl again, this time aiming for her stomach. My miserable attempt to injure her failed again and she laughed mercilessly and continued to try to cut me with her axe. I quietly thanked myself for being able to dodge things well and hoped I didn't jinx that either.

"Your a miserable excuse for a tribute!You shouldn't even be in these games, it's for those honored enough to be in the very First Hunger Games," the girl sneered. Anger flared inside me and I ran at her with my hatchet, trying to stab her in the heart. She laughed again and dodged my swing, "you can't even get close to hitting me! They chose us for a reason and you obviously don't deserve it!"

"Now, now, don't tease your prey," said the other well built boy who I couldn't remember either. I heard a sickening slosh and a cannon sound.

"See?I killed mine without even saying a word to it," said the boy. I glanced over and saw Art laying limp on the ground with his lower abdomen barely hanging on to the upper half of his body. The anger inside me rose and I couldn't control myself. I may have not known him for a very long, but he was an ally and allies are friends. I screamed and ran at the boy who killed him and swung my hatchet full force into his chest. He stared at me shocked, and fell onto the ground just as a cannon boomed.

I suddenly felt a sharp pain stab me in the shoulder and I looked over and saw an arrow protruding from it. I looked to where its aim mark was and spotted the District 4 girl getting ready to shoot another, aiming at my face. I was going to die. I couldn't dodge it. I braced myself for the pain that was soon to come.

While I was thinking these thoughts, I noticed Goldie who was still fighting the older boy stop in her place and throw her small dagger right into the District 4 girl's upper chest. She screamed in pain and fell on the floor. I looked back to Goldie, who was now weaponless and knocked upon the ground by the huge boy who she was fighting. Everything then went into slow motion. The boy gripped his knife and brought it down upon Goldie's frail, small chest. I closed my eyes as it made impact and then heard her cannon shoot off. I slowly opened my eyes and saw her small body lay limply on the ground. Her eyes stared blankly into the sky as her hair shone a white blond in the moonlight. I glanced around and watched as the boy stood up calmly and wiped the blood of his knife with a smirk. I looked away in disgust.

Any minute now they would come after me and kill both me and Iline. The girl who Goldie stabbed was standing up and trying to ignore her wound, and it looked like she wanted to kill. I looked over to Iline who stared at Goldie's lifeless body, who was like her sister, with tear filled eyes. The others were moving in on us with their weapons, there was only one way out of this mess.

"I'm sorry Iline," I whispered quietly and ran as quick as I possibly could out of the circle of the enemies. I dodged the dead bodies and ran off into the darkness. Knives were flying at me, but I quickly dodged them and ran off into the forest. I ran and ran until I grew tired and until the pain from my shoulder wound finally hit me. A warm, sticky fluid was dripping from my wound all over my shirt and it felt like it was on fire. I fell against the tree and down into the thick mud and laid there, trying to get rid of the pain.

A cannon shot in the distance. Iline...I silently prayed for her forgiveness, even though I knew that cannon was signaling her death. It was all my fault...

My eyelids drooped and a sensation of exhaustion overtook me. No, no, no I couldn't go to sleep, I would surely die if I did! I tried to stay awake and fight my eyelids the best I could, but I was just so sleepy. I couldn't shake off the exhaustion.

All of a sudden the anthem boomed in my ears. What the heck? This is a dream...just a dream, the wound is making me imagine things. But the anthem just grew louder. What would normally be loud and awakening to anyone else started to lull me to sleep. A calmness washed over my body and I curled up in a ball underneath a thick coat of mud to keep warm.

I gently closed my eyelids and the world around me faded to black.

Relana Ward, District 11

I had been running for what seemed like days, but really only was one day. Darkness overcame the landscape and I had no clue where to go. I slowed down to a walking pace and glanced around my surroundings. I breathed heavily, trying to catch my breath. I was in between a never ending forest of thick trees standing in ankle deep mud. I had nothing with me whatsoever except a small bag of dried fruit. I expected this whole "Hunger Games" thing to be one big hoax, waiting for someone to jump out and say, "gotcha!" But I was way off. As soon as I watched my fellow members, who I became friends with at the Capitol building, slaughtered brutally I realized this was no "game". I watched from my plate as my friend, Kert from my District, was slain in to pieces by a buff kid from one of the lower districts who was definitely taking this whole thing seriously. Some people who I would never expect to be capable of murder, killed their own friends. And when I was at my plate, I noticed kid running at me with a crossbow and a glint of maliciousness in his eyes. Then I knew it was time to take this thing seriously, and that's how I ended up here.

Starving, thirsty, exhausted, and no clue I was heading made matters even worse. I was alone, for once in my life. Completely alone.. and scared. Scared of what would happen next. Scared that a random kid would come up to me and slay me as the others did. Scared of the darkness enclosing upon me... and most of all scared for my future.

I shivered as an ominous wind blew across the opening in the trees. I looked around and finally decided to make a small camp here. I looked up into the thick trees and came up with an idea. I quickly crawled up the long tree trunk easily, since I was used to it in my District when we would collect fruits. I laid against one of the uncomfortable, scratchy branches, and hooked my belt around my waist and the branch, securing myself in case I fell. I did my best to ignore the uncomfortable branch digging into my back and finally was about to fall asleep.

Just as I slowly drifted off, the loud anthem burst through the landscape. I jumped, startled, but my belt held me down. And instead of just holding me down, it twisted swinging me around the branch and leaving me safely hooked up to the branch still, but on the bottom so I was dangling in the air off the branch. I held back a yell and looked around me.

What the heck?

The President's voice then boomed into the arena after the athem finished, "Ah, I hope you are having fun my children!" I looked around for the source of the noise and then spotted his face, super enlarged, floating in the sky. "As you can see this is no laughing matter, this is the result when you have a rebellion! Also, some of you might have noticed that the cannons going off represent the dead! You may have also recieved gifts from you mentor as well, another part of these wonderful games!,"

Gifts? What gifts?

"Well, best of luck to all of you still alive," he said with a smile and then disappeared from the sky, but then new faces then replaced his. At first I was confused to what they were showing, until I realized it was the dead. All the faces of the dead tributes smiling shone brightly in the sky. One at a time they appeared and then disappeared, until all 13 were shown. A boy from District 1, 4, 5, 6, 8, 10, and 12. Then Kert's face glowed in the starry sky and I looked away silently. His face had no scars or blood and he was smiling happily...before all of this happened. Then the girls were shown from District 2, 3, 8, 9 and 12. I sighed, this was too much for me. I slowly turned away and tugged myself up back onto the branch.

I closed my eyes and slept.

I woke up and I was standing in the middle of a dark empty field. I was alone in the darkness and I didn't know what was going on. A shadow was growing bigger and closer in the distance. I sensed it was evil and I tried to run away, but I was frozen in place. The shadow came inches away from me and breathed on my face, staring at me with bright yellow eyes. It smelled like death. I screamed, trying to run, but I couldn't move, and suddenly, my eyes flew open

I let out a sigh of relief. It was only a dream...just a dream. But then I looked up into the tree and saw a pair of huge yellow eyes staring back at me and let out a blood curdling scream.

I tried to do better this time! PLEASE review, thanks!
I know this is bad to ask...But is District 13 still "alive"?
I'm pretty sure it is..but I just want to make sure!