Each day will include the views of each district I have been representing. I have based my train rides off of a map I got off of . When a district is no longer on the train they will be in a waiting period in the Capitol. They are not allowed to enter the training room, but they do have the advantage of mingling to get sponsors. Every once in a while I will give you an update on how those tributes/mentors are doing. Bellow is a list of lengths they'll be on the train. (Leaves from the center of the District)

District One: One Day

District Two: One Day

District Three: Two Days

District Four: Three-Four Days

District Five: About a Week

District Six: About a Week

District Seven: Five Days

District Eight: Two-Three Days

District Nine: Two Days

District Ten: Four Days

District Eleven: Five Days

District Twelve: About a Week

Train Rides – Day 1

POV of Crystal Tesler, District 1

"Stand up." I shout to Diamond and Titanium. They both just look at me. "Get the fuck up and let me look at you. I need to know what we have to work with!" This time they move quickly. I have them stand a foot or two apart, and I begin circling them. I start with Diamond. She's pretty, with flowing, wavy, golden blonde hair, just stopping at the shoulder. She was thin, but muscular, and on the tall side. Full lips and perfect face structure. "Alright, Diamond I want you to play up your beauty."

"No. I have something better." Did she just talk back to me? I glare at her.

"Already princess, you want to do my job? What's your idea?" Might as well humor her, then when her idea sucks I can hopefully get her back on the right track.

"Well I lost two siblings and an aunt to the games. I can play off the grief and how I plan to avenge their deaths." Okay so it's not a bad idea.

"Alright, we'll go with your plan. But from now on you either listen to me or I let you die out there." She looks to Nolan and Sheen. "Hey, don't look at them. I'm your mentor. They can't stop me from not sending you valuable supplies." She looks scared. Good. Nolan finishes examining Titanium.

"You should play up you strength. Everyone loves a villain. Be that villain, a ruthless killer." Nolan says. Titanium nods. Of course, he gets the obedient tribute. "Now what skills do you have?"

"I can handle most any weapon, but I'm best with a spear." Nolan, Sheen and I nod in approval.

"I am fantastic with clubs and other weapons like that. I spent most my training perfecting my skills with them."

"Can you use anything else?" Sheen asks

"Well, not really, but I'm a fast learner." Great so she's basically useless.

"The reapings should be playing now. Let's go and see what your allies look like and if there are some non-careers that you should try to pull on your side." Nolan says. The two of them nod and we walk over to the sitting area.

Menix is already there. "Take notes." He says handing them both a notepad and pen. We watch as our district is called, then two. Okay Onyx doesn't look like much, but her district partner Slate is a different story. He might not be huge like Titan over here, but he looks strong enough. The boy from 3 cries, while the girl looks like she's going to be sick, now we're back a career district; 4. The girl looks tiny and for some reason no one volunteered for her. Wimps, but then the male volunteer says his name and I smile. Sibling, now that's interesting. We see the girl from 5. She looks strong.

"I want you to take her in. She looks like she can fight." I say. They both look at me like I'm crazy. "Either you do it or no gifts in the arena!" I snap. They reluctantly agree. "The boy from 6 looks enthusiastic. Watch him in training, if he's any good get him before anyone else does" Nolan nods.

"She's right. It will be easier to kill some of these people if they feel like you're interested in them. You're their best shot." The girl from 7 looks promising, but the pack is getting too big so I'll leave the rest up to them. If they want more they can get more. 7's district partner on the other hand is a mess. He'll be an easy kill. The boys from 10 and 11 look strong. They could be problematic, and same with the girl from 12. It's been about 20 years since someone volunteered from 12, a matter of fact this girl looks familiar. This year is going to be gruesome.

POV of Slate Roberts: District 2

We all sit at the table. No one talks for a little while.

"So what's your plan for the arena Onyx?" Chaos Cristo asks.

"Ally with the other career's and decimate the so called competition." She says with a huge smile. Chaos laughs.

"What about you Slate?" Vice asks.

"I'm not sure if I want to join the careers or not." Everyone looks at me. Great I just pissed off my life lines.

"Well it's your choice. But your chances are better if you're with them." Jezebel chimes in. I know that, but I don't enjoy killing. I volunteered so I can save my little brother and sister, that's all. I nod. "So what are your strengths?"

"I'm great with swords and daggers. I guess I'm really good at hand to hand combat, because I'm pretty strong. Since I've been training for so long I have excellent stamina." I can see Chaos has gotten more upset with my possible desertion of the careers. He nods to Onyx.

"My stamina is really good too. Plus I almost never miss with throwing knives. I saw a rerun of the 74th Hunger Games when I was little and that's when I knew I wanted to be like Clove. She was so awesome." Jezebel smiles, but the thought of another clove scares me. She was ruthless, taunting, and downright bloodthirsty.

"Why don't we go watch the other reapings?" I suggested. The others stand up and we walk to the sitting room compartment of the train. I sit down onto the gigantic couch and to my surprise Onyx sits close to me. I close my eyes and think of Jade back home. What would she think if she saw this? I don't pay attention to many of the reapings. 4 catches my attention because it's a brother, sister team. There is a 12 year old boy from 9 that looks devastated. He's the mayor's son. That's got to suck. We finally get to 12 and I recognize the name Mellark, she's the kid of 2 victors. Then a girl walks out of the crowd. She volunteered to protect the little girl. I wonder why.

"Go get some rest. We arrive in the Capitol early, early in the morning so sleep while you can. Tomorrow you meet your prep team." Vice says. An Avox shows Onyx and I to our rooms. I crawl into bed without bothering to undress. I just lie there thinking about everything that's going to happen in the next few weeks.

POV of Finn Black: District 4

Stephan told me he wanted to talk to me earlier so I left Angel with Ambrosia and Ester, and we walked to my room.

"Man I know you want to take care of your sister, but you put me in a bad place. I still have flashbacks from last year and now I have to help you die essentially." I put my hand on his shoulder.

"I didn't mean to cause you trouble, but when I saw no one volunteered for her I had to do something."

"What if the worst happens? What if neither of you make it home alive? Your mom will never forgive me." He paused. "Just promise me something."

"Yeah anything."

"Team up with my cousin's older cousin. She'll help take care of Angel. Split up at the final 8. That way I know that the 3 of you have a fighting chance. Just promise me you won't kill her unless it comes down to the 3 of your. At least then I'll have one of you come out alive."

"I promise dude. Besides I could always use the extra help with Angel." We walk back to the dining car. There is more food than I've ever seen at one time in my life. I grab a plate and pile it up as high as I can with as many different things as will fit.

"Try the hot chocolate. Trust me you'll love it." Stephan says with a smile. He turns to an avox. "3 hot chocolates. Extra whipped cream for the girl." He nods and walks off. I stuff my face and soon the avox comes back with Stephan's order. I sip it. It's sweet, but not too sweet; it's steaming, but it doesn't burn me. This stuff is amazing. I finish it rather quickly and ask for another. Stephan laughs at me as I continue to eat and drink, until I feel sick. "Don't worry, it happens to everyone." Angel seems to have more control than I do, although she is trying as much as she can too. I smile at her as she dives into a small chocolate cake. Her face is covered and so are her hands. I love her so much. I will make sure she goes home.

POV of Crisis Evans: District 8

After dinner we were allowed to do what we wanted. I sat in the sitting room again just watching the reapings over and over. Listening to Ceasar Flickerman talk about what he knew about each tribute. Scarlet walks in and sits down on the other side of the couch.

"Hey." I say softly. She looks over at me. I could tell she had been crying. "You okay?"

"Yeah I guess so. Just scared." She looked down. "I know I'm going to die. I'm not strong."

"But the list you game our mentors of your skills seem like they'll keep you alive. Find a strong ally. You'll make it far." She scooted closer to me.

"You really think so?" She smiles.

"Yeah." I say smiling back. Her eyes are gorgeous; hazel with golden flecks. I can't look away. I feel my heart racing as I move a little closer to her. I've never felt like this before. When she's next to me I put my arm around her and she leans into my chest. We lay there until we fall asleep.

POV of Eric Walden: District 9

I don't belong here. I should be at home. Maybe if I close my eyes really tight and open them again, I'll be home. I try it and needless to say it doesn't work. I've been in this room all day. I haven't left. I ordered some food that reminded me of home, and took the longest shower I've ever taken. I use the body mist that makes me smell like fresh rain. It makes me feel a little better. I badly want to call my family, but I know I can't.

I hear a knocking on my door. It opens slightly. "You okay?" Calla comes in and asks. I don't answer. "Look I know you're scared, and I know this isn't fair. But if you mope around and feel sorry for yourself then you're going to die in there. No one is just going to help you. You need to help yourself and hope that maybe someone will come along too." She closes the door and I hear her walk down the hall.

I think about what she said as I lay on my bed. She's right. Everyone that enters the arena wants to go home. If I want to be the one that does, I need to fight my way out. I get up; walk out of my room and to Resin's room. I knock. He opens the door and I look at him. "What do I need to do to survive?" He smiles and welcomes me in.

POV of Stephan Odiar: District 4

*Flashback begins*

"STEPHAN! HELP ME!" I hear Jennet scream. I run for her, but the field seems to be growing larger. I continue to run and the ground opens up underneath me. I look up and see the faces of everyone I killed laughing at me.

*End of Flashback*

I wake up screaming and crying. As I sit up chills run down my spine. I'm not looking forward to being a mentor. Part of me wants Angel to die and Finn to win. Then I'd only be one victor away from not having to come here and watch my friends die. Two wins. That's all it takes. I hear my door open. I look over and see the very girl I damned to death in my mind.

"Are you okay? I heard your screams all the way from my room."

"Yeah I'm fine." I say patting my hand on the bed next to me. "Just a flashback." She starts to walk over looking concerned. "Don't worry, it's nothing. They happen all the time." She sits down next to me.

"I'm scared. I don't want Finn to die because of me." She starts sobbing. I wrap my arms around her and just let her cry. Next thing I know she's asleep. I've known her since I was little. Finn and I have been friends for as long as I can remember, so I was at their house a lot. It's such a shame that their parents have to lose one of them. As I think about happier times I begin to doze off.

Okay that's all I'm going to do for the first day. Tomorrow there will be a brief segment on 2 for Slate's first view of the Capitol. Hope you like it so far. Please review.