Jasper

The time in the training centre goes without much comment. There were no warm welcomes or smiles between Alice and I, or between Bella and Edward or between Jacob and any of us, because we know it's going to come down to one thing- killing each other. None of the other tributes are going to be able to manage it, so it'll be down to us. Though none of the training itself is televised, we keep our skills to a minimum, play down our strength and speed and act generally human. For the final part of training, where we're ranked in order of how strong we are and have chance to show off our talents without the other tributes knowing what we are capable of, we all acted the same- just hovering around different stalls and showing off with a few bits of equipment. We all ended up with less than 5 in the game makers assessment, knowing we won't need sponsors and keeping our abilities dumbed down completely.

The morning of the games arrives. I leave my room and walk to breakfast where I meet Bella, but as usual we don't eat. We've already agreed- in private, of course- to pretend to befriend Edward, Jacob and Alice. Of course, there's a chance Jacob, being a werewolf, will ignore our offer and try to kill us, in which case he'll have to be dealt with- but he won't be able to shift into a werewolf, so his abilities are limited. After breakfast we're separated and lead to our prep teams. My skin and hair is perfect as usual and my prep team can't bear to touch me anyway so they just hand me my clothes and tell me to get dressed. I strip off, put on the thermal underwear, the cloth trousers and shirt, and tie the belt around my waist. There is a pair of socks tucked into the pockets, so I put them on then slid my feet into the waiting shoes. The clothes should give me some kind of idea of what I should expect, but my mind is focussed on Alice, always focussed on Alice. I step onto a metal circle in the floor and ready myself. A glass tube lowers itself around me and the metal circle begins to move, sending me skywards.

Alice

I can't take this, it's sending me crazy. Knowing. Of course I can't see anything Jacob does and that worries me, but knowing what everyone else does to eachother, the violence. Most things I see revolve around Jasper, and how I miss him. He managed to pass a message to me in our final training session that we're all going to become allies, and Jacob says Bella told him the same. Bella keeps away from Edward a lot of the time, but when they're together she completely loses her focus. I don't blame her, it's hard for me to be around Jasper too. We've been apart for so long and though it doesn't beat my heart aches for the past, because I know there isn't going to be a future.

I enter a small dark room with a table that has some clothes laid out on it and a circle of metal on the floor. My prep team is nowhere to be seen- the only sign of their existence being a slip of paper sticking out of the shoes. "Sorry we can't be here, get yourself dressed and stand on the disk ASAP, wait to arrive in the arena and don't move off your circle until the cannon sounds- the ground is mined." Oh great, explosives. Not that I didn't already see that, mind. I take off my training centre clothes and change into the equally as vile arena clothes, tempted to leave off the thermals but knowing it'll look strange if I do. When I'm done, I walk to the circle and stand in the middle. I expect to have to wait for ages but almost immediately a glass cylinder encloses me and I start moving upwards, towards the arena.

Bella

Keeping away from Edward is difficult. We have only spoken once or twice and I have just about managed to convey the message of alliance, but it seems he has been targeted by a few of the careers. It's okay though because he'll side with us, and we'll work this all out.

My prep team just point to a crumpled heap of clothes which look pretty much like the ones we wear in our district, and I dress myself. Thermals, so the arena's probably going to be cold. Not that it matters, really. I stand on the circle bit of metal on the floor by the prep team and smile at them, but they don't smile back. My eyes sting and they've gone red so I imagine they're slightly scared, but I can manage. A glass cylinder encloses me and the disk begins to move upwards. Time to go.

Edward

I try my best to stay distant from Bella but she draws me closer, her scent and blankness as ever intriguing. Every now and again she peels back her shield and lets me into her mind, and I see just how much she loves me and I fall for her all over again.

The day of the games, I enter my prep room and the team is nowhere to be seen. I grab the clothes on the desk and put them on, then stand around for a bit. A glass cylinder encloses me and I panic for a minute, but then realise I'm standing on a metal disk which starts to move upwards as the room disappears and I enter a dark tunnel. The glass vanishes and my fingers run along the dark stone- accidently clawing out lines where my fingernails cut into the rock. Oops. I feel a gust of wind hit me and I realise I'm outside, in the arena, ready.

Jacob

I don't want to do this, to participate. I grudgingly pull my clothes on and my prep team help me get it over my muscles, undeterred by my heat. They've no hope for me in the arena, I see it in their face. They guide me onto a circle and glass circles me, keeping me there. The disk moves upwards and I emerge in the arena, and it's time to go.

Cady

The arena uniform is itchy and but light, and sticks to my skin which is clammy with nerves. The prep team guide me onto the disk in the centre of the wedge-shaped room with sad looks on their faces and a glass cylinder closes around me. They wave goodbye and I rise up through a tunnel, emerging in the arena, a gust of wind tells me that, but it's still as dark as it was in the tunnel, and I can't see anything, or feel anything but the wind. I'ts pitch black, and I stay on my disk. A cannon blasts and I panic.

Everyone is still; the only thing that moves is the wind, which is coming from behind the tributes. All at once, the tributes turn on their disks and look behind them they see a small light and realise they're in a cave. A few tributes step off their disk but fall into the darkness, screaming. They each land with a loud thump and the remaining tributes hold their breaths, but no cannon fires. Everyone jumps off their disks when a loud 'whoop' sounds from below and the sound of fighting begins. The vampires take advantage of the darkness and run at their usual pace to the pile of weapons, taking everything they can carry and running towards the semi-circle of light which is now at eye level. The remaining tributes fight, four fall and do not get back to their feet. Four blasts from the cannon echo around the cave, and three tributes shake hands and laugh. Allies, the strongest of the humans, against the team of supernatural beings. The humans search around with their hands and each find a torch, shining it around to see who is left, and who is gone. The four vampires- and Jacob- are a few feet from the mouth of the cave, their silhouettes highlighted, black against the white. One of the remaining humans is Cady, pale and thin next to the two stronger boys, their next target.