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"Give them a show. That's all they want" Finnick told Brittany.
She held tightly on to her locket.
"Here" he held out a small picture, small enough to fit in a locket, "I want you to put it in your locket so you'll have me with you" it was cheesy, he knew that, but he'll always be with her.
"Remember, you're allies with District 2. Stick with Jason at all times" Katniss instructed.
The metal cylinder started to climb up.
Katniss' words were repeated in her head.
Stick with Jason at all times.
While Brittany was chanting the words in her head she realized the clock was ticking very fast.
10, 9, 8.
Short, ragged, mountains resided behind the woods.
Brittany could barely see through the tall meadows.
The meadow reached up to her height, and she was pretty tall.
3, 2, 1.
BOOM!
Brittany bolted off her plate and headed directly towards the woods.
"Brittany!" a voice screamed.
It was Jason.
BOOM!
BOOM!
Luckily he wasn't hurt.
"Jason!" she hugged him relieved she recognized a face.
Two other tributes came along.
"We got you backpacks. Thanks to us, District 1 and 2 are dead. You're welcome" the female said.
"I'm Dylan and this is Stacy" the boy introduced.
"Brittany" the blonde said.
"Jason" he mumbled.
"What are you good at?" the boy asked.
"Uh, I'm okay with an axe. What about you Brittany?" Jason inquired while grabbing an axe from Dylan.
"Good at what?" she mindlessly answered with a question.
"Weapons" Stacy did not like Brittany one bit.
"We're supposed to have weapons?" she asked Jason confused.
"She's useless" Stacy stated.
"We made the alliance already" Dylan said sternly.
"I don't care, we can still kill her!" Stacy retorted.
"Kill me?" Brittany's eyes widened in horror as she took a step back.
"No" Dylan tried to reason.
Jason tightened his grip around Brittany's wrist.
"No one's going to hurt you. We'll protect you" Dylan smiled.
"Come on, let's go" Jason stated.
"Here, take the knife" Stacy handed her a couple of throwing knives.
Dylan handed Brittany a backpack that consisted of 2 strips of beef, a sleeping bag, a gallon of water, and a first aid kit.
"Do you guys want to hunt today, or set up camp?" Stacy inquired.
"Hunt" Dylan was a career so he obviously lusted for blood.
"We should hunt" Jason agreed.
"Hunting we shall" Stacy turned on her heel.
After a couple of steps there was a rustling in the leaves.
"Did you guys hear that?" Stacy had her slingshot ready.
"Hear what?" Brittany kept on walking without her knife poised.
"Stop, Little Miss Air Head" Stacy rolled her eyes at the oblivious blonde.
"Only real fighters would be ready at any time and would hear every leaf crackle" she spat at her.
"Why would you want to hear leaves crackle? That would just be annoying every time you step outside and you can hear leaves cracking. Duh" Stacy face palmed herself.
"Why on earth would Finnick and Mags want us to become allies with the stupid girl from twelve? Twelve!" she exclaimed.
Tears welled in Brittany's eyes, "And to think I actually started to like you."
Brittany turned around to start walking away.
"Brittany, please. Stay with us. We're you're only chance of survival" Jason pleaded as if his life depended on it, and it really did.
Without Brittany in on the alliance would be broken.
"Fine" she whimpered.
Stacy rolled her eyes at the girl and kept on walking.
Jason didn't let go of her wrist so she wouldn't get off track.
"Dylan, make sure to tell Stacy this, but you can't call Brittany S-T-U-P-I-D" Jason spelled out making sure Brittany wouldn't be able to understand.
"Is that her weakness?" Dylan gasped at how petty something was could destroy her.
"Yeah, so she'll break out in tears if you do" Jason warned.
"Got it" decided Dylan.
"Where are we going?" Brittany gripped the knife harder in her right hand. Her throwing hand.
"We're looking for some kill" Stacy answered like it was obvious.
"Why?" Brittany was really getting on Stacy's nerves without trying.
"You explain, Dylan!" Stacy was now fed up and eager to kill to release her anger.
"People?" she cautiously asked the career.
"This is the Hunger Games" Dylan started to worry.
Would Brittany be a problem he couldn't handle?
The daffy blonde started to hyperventilate.
After watching Brittany for years, Jason spoke up, "Don't worry Britt. They're all fake. When we kill them, they come back to life! It's so cool because they're fake blood and everything. It's just a test of survival."
Relief washed over her face, "Oh, well that's fine. I want to kill."
Brittany stared at the knife in her right hand.
'Thank, God she's gullible' thought Jason.
Jason, Stacy, and Dylan walked ahead of her and Brittany watched their backs.
A hand forcefully grabbed her shoulder, but before they could do anything else, she took the knife and right in between the eyes she placed her knife.
BOOM!
All of her allies stared at the dead body.
"Good job 12" Stacy mumbled.
"They'll come back" Jason lied.
Brittany, innocent, little Brittany just took the life of a girl who never had the chance to live.
Though, Brittany thought it was all a game. A fake game.
After four more kills the group decided it was time to set up camp.
"Stacy and I will go back to the cornucopia to gather more things and you two will set up camp" Dylan pointed at Brittany and Jason.
"I think we should set up camp in the tree" Brittany pointed to an extremely large tree that was a few feet away from the two.
"Sure" Jason agreed.
The two climbed with success until they reached the spot.
It was perfect.
The top was chopped so it was perfectly flat, but there were a few branches that surrounded the area.
"Perfect" awed Brittany.
"Better than home" Jason smiled.
"We should go back down to Stacy and Dylan" Brittany suggested.
Brittany climbed down the tree with ease stretching her muscles into splits and scorpions while Jason chanted, "don't look down" the entire time.
"Did you guys set up? Where? I don't see anything. I told you we shouldn't have left two district 12 rats in charge of setting up camp!" Stacy whined to Dylan.
"You're a real bitch, you know?" Dylan was obviously fed up with her constant whines, complaints, and nasty remarks.
"Calm your thick head down. We set up camp and we found the perfect spot" Jason motioned for the two careers to climb up the tree.
After at least two minutes of climbing they finally sat on the top of the tree.
"This place is like the size of three king mattresses!" exclaimed an awestruck District 4 tribute.
"You're welcome" Brittany spoke up.
"We should head to sleep soon. Who would like to take first watch?" Dylan was sort of the leader in the pack.
"I will" Brittany raised her hand like a child, but who says she wasn't?
As the group settled into their sleeping bags the Capital anthem boomed in the sky.
15 faces were projected into the sky.
Many districts were out.
District 1, 2, 3, 5, 8, 9, and 11 were all out.
Plus the boy from 7.
Many districts were in an alliance with their other tribute this year.
"9 more kills until it's down to us" Jason whispered into Brittany's ear.
"Fake kills" she reminded smiling.
"Yeah" he awkwardly grinned.
At least she won't have to suffer the nightmares of killing innocent people.
"I'll take the shift after Brittany" Dylan said in a matter-of-fact way.
"Then me and then Jason" Stacy finished.
As Brittany was getting settled into her sleeping bag a silver parachute came floating down.
"What's this?" she held up the silver box.
"Here, give it to me" Jason took the box away from the confused blonde.
A long rope was folded gently into the box.
"A rope? Sponsors sent us a rope? Ha! Might as well throw it down the tree. It's no use to us anyway" Stacy grumbled obviously not happy.
An escape route was written in bold black letters.
The thought finally dawned on Jason.
It will blend in with the tree! We can just tie it up here then send it down. That way it will be easier to get down" it was a magnificent idea.
"Brilliant! if you were a girl, I'd totally kiss you!" Dylan complimented, sort of, but ended up creeping Jason out.
When Jason finished tying the knot he hopped into a peaceful, dreamless sleep.
What do you guys think of Stacy and Dylan. They will play an important role- at least Dylan will. I will remind you, there is NO romance whatsoever going on between Dylan and Brittany or Jason and Brittany. They just feel bad that someone so childlike is sent into an arena to kill. I hope that answers any pondering questions that you guys didn't want to ask.