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I woke up and I saw that Damian was already awake. He looked groggy but he had a bit more colour around him now after a good night's sleep. 'Why did you save me?' Damian asked me as I was filling up our water bottles. 'What? How could you even ask that?' I was shocked he would ask such a question. 'I am here to help you.' I repled still a little shocked. 'But why help me when I could die and you could win?'. ' I am not letting you die ok. Here' I passed him a cracker, and I helped myself to one. He nibbled on it gently. 'Plan of action?' He asked a little more enthusiastically. 'Get you back in the hide-out and I'll try and get that meat we cooked yesterday cleaned and cooked without causing too much notice.' He nodded. I walked over to him and helped him out of his sleeping bag and helped him slide the ten metres over to the hole in the tree. He slid in and I passed his sleeping bag in. 'I'll be back later to look at your wounds and give you some nice warm food. Rest for now please.' I could just make out him nodding from the blackness of the hole underneath the tree's.

All we had caught yesterday was the bird I had got just before we had been attacked by the careers. I checked the snares and, nothing, empty. I cleaned the one kill that we had and started a small fire that only smoked a little, hardly noticeable. I had forgotten that i had filled up the water earlier, so I treated it and let it sit whilst the unknown bird sat cooking above my tiny fire. About an hour later the bird was ready and so was the water. I tore off a leg and tore away the plastic above the hole. Damian looked ast first startled then happy to see me. I waved the leg of meat at him. 'Hungry?'. 'Starving' I passed him the leg and a water bottle. He attacked the leg as I ate my own leg of meat as quickly as I could without giving myself indigestion. I was just adressing to Damian's cut when two loud bangs made me jump and smear the cut paste up Damian's chest. 'Who do you think...' I whispered. 'We'll find out tonight' Damian whispered back, interrupting me.

That night the faces of the boy from nine and the girl from ten shone in the sky. Two more victims of the careers. Only nine left, the careers and us. We had no chance. It was my turn for watch when another cannon went off, soon followed by another. The careers were killing their own now. Seven of us left. Damian might get to go home. I might get to go home. But both of us were not going to make it out of this arena alive. I thought of his girlfriend, Khrystlin. She was small and dainty, very beautiful. She like most of our District,had dark skin and silky black hair that fell just past her shoulders. I wasn't sure about her eyes but it was clear why Damian loved her. I didn't really have anyone special at home, apart from my mother. I never really liked any of the boys back at home. Didn't look really. It's too late for that now though. Damian had been woken by the cannon's. He immediatly realised what I had earlier. The careers were killing each other.

Morning. We had both woken up and were sitting by the river eating the rest of the mystery bird meat when a loud voice boomed into the arena. 'Tributes. Well done for making it into the final seven. As a.. congratulations for your skill, we would like to invite you to a feast. There will be food of course, but there will also be tools, things you all need. It shall take place in an hours time. May the odds be ever in your favour' I looked at Damian and said, 'I'm going.' He was not happy. 'Are you nuts, do you have some kind of death wish.' He whispered angrily. Our food supply was getting low and we were running out of badages to help keep Damian wound clean. It was getting better. It kinda looked like a massive long thin scab across his stomach now, but I couldn't risk it. 'We need food, and bandages.' I told him.' We'll be fine.' he said, doubt ringing around his words. 'No we won't, we have had one kill this whole time and we have only been surviving on those crackers and jerky strips for the last week.' It seemed much shorter. Damian sighed. 'Fine we will go but we run grab what we can and go.' I nod and we gather our things and head to our potential deaths.

! Feast next chapter, and some more deaths. Might be the finale. I already know who wins and I have an epilouge planned out. YAY. Review's are like cookies but better :D