Hello! This is a 'I'm not dead note' to everyone who still reads this. I'm not giving up on this story, never will. But I currently don't have the time to update it. Rest assured though, I'll have all the reapings done and posted sometime in July and we can move on to the Games!

And to make this note legal, here's a sneak peek from the Capitol/arena chapters with the characters I've or haven't introduced ;D

District 8- Chris, 18

Location: The Dark Forest

I run from the Cornucopia, chasing after the redheaded girl that has been plaguing my mind for the last year. The entire forest seems to be against me as it keeps on throwing humongous roots and creepy-sounding noises. It sounds suspiciously like 'Halt. Away. Our Snow White is not for you dwarves' , but I ignore it, all in the favor of chasing her.

My muse, my Ave Maria, the very reason why I volunteer for this mad game.

"Res! Wait!" I shout as the howls get louder and louder. I shudder, but I screamed as hard as I can. "RES! PLEASE!" I don't mean to scare her. I don't mean to bring up the harshest moment of her life during training. I don't want to. I just want to tell her that my name is Christian Neverfield and I'm the one who saved her in that dark alley a year ago.

I want to tell her that I love her.

But she runs away from me, thinking that I must have want to blackmail her with her near-death experience. No, no, no, that's not what I want at all!

So I keep on running and running, chasing after the girl of my dreams.

"KYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"

Welcome home! Welcome home dear Snow White! We have been missing you!

I hear her scream and the tree's howls. I can't deny that I'm scared.

District 5- Mitzi, 13

Location: Clearing of the Dark Forest, nearing the Candy House

The old lady looks like an old hag who hasn't showered in a year and she disgusts me. Even the most unclean person in the District (Unca Cainz) isn't that smelly.

But her pungent smell is clearly hidden by the sweet-smelling candies that she is carrying. The lady smiles to me so I smile back. "Is something wrong, dearie?" She asks me with a sickeningly sweet smile. But I shake my head and put on my thousand-watt smile.

"No, nothing's wrong!" The old hag smiles again before abruptly stopping. I bump to her and sighs. "Hey! What is that about...?" I ask, clearly annoyed. But the old lady chuckles to herself as she presents me to her house.

"This is my house, dearie. Would you like to go inside?" My jaws drops as I see her house.

It's an absolutely delicious house! It's shaped like Santa's house with lots of candy cane and gingerbread man hanging in all corners. The courtyard has a small lake that contains chocolate and the fences are made from chocolate bars.

"Well, dearie?"

I grin widely as I bounce up and down in excitement. This is awesome! This is amazing!

"Yeah! Yeah! Of course I'll come!" I say happily as I skip around and follow the old lady. But then when she opens the door, I see someone I never thought I'll see.

"Silo?"

"Mitz?" He replies back with a startled expression. We stare at each other in confusion. What is he...?

The old lady cackled. "Welcome to the Candy House, dearest Hansel and Gretel!"

District 1- Adam, 18

Location: Cornucopia

"Cut it out! Cut it out!" I say as I try to throw Iscanda and Selina off of each other. I roll my eyes as I look desperately towards Aaron, who is still crossing his arms and leaning on the Cornucopia with a completely cold expression.

These two girls never seem to get along. From the training days and now, when only little of us remain. It confuses me, though. Why? Because both of them seem really nice. Iscanda is kind, considerate, and honest while Selina is easygoing and bright. But Isca seems to have a rather strong sense of dislike towards her.

"Get off me, Adam!" Selina says as she slaps my hand off. "This girl is the one who stole my needles! I could have died if I don't bring my spare!" Selina snickers. "That's not true! What proof do you have that I steal your stuff, Isca? That's just plain rude!"

None of us say anything, not even me, not even Paige, who was sitting next to Aaron's spot quietly. She's probably still mulling over the words of the boy she just killed, so none of us bothers her. "Aaron~" Selina begins, drawling over the said name. "You trust me, right?" Selina walks over to brown-haired boy and throws her arms on him flirtatiously.

"That's really repulsive." Ransom says as he twirls around his trident and I can't help but agree with him.

Aaron doesn't say anything, his hazel eyes intent on the sly girl who's all over him. Iscanda scoots closer to me, possibly afraid of Aaron's wrath. After all, he's ahead in the kill-counts...

"No. I don't trust you, Selina. Now go away before I decide that I want to kill you. I will consider this matter finished. My orders are absolute."

And strangely, in this Cornucopia full of skilled Career tributes, nobody doubts Aaron's words.

District 3- Raven, 17

Location: The Tall Tower

I really can't believe my eyes.

All this time... all this time, my alliance member... is a girl?

Capitol- Lorraine, 9

Location: Capitol Asylum

"Ventus... what can I do to make this game interesting?"

The blond haired member of the Halzen family smirks as I throw out my question. He stands up and looks towards the white ceiling with a maniacal smile on his face. His electric blue eyes pierces into mine in a moment of pure silence, but I know that it's far from tranquil.

"That's easy, Lorraine." Jill's older brother approaches me with a wide grin on his face. His clothes are very weird. He is already out of his solitary room, but why does he still wear a straitjacket? Jill says that it's his fashion statement. But... really? Who even considers making a straitjacket a fashion statement?

Ventus' face is only a few centimeters from mine as our eyes meet each other.

"You just need to let me in the control room and I will make the best Game for you."

Okay, it's finished! Tell me what you think? ;D