A/N- D: And I update late again! I'm so sorry, guys. I don't really like this chapter, I don't think that careers are too interesting in general. But after her is Chaff. He's cool. Thank you for reading, and please review! Love you.

Disclaimer- Hell yeah I own the Hunger Games! (silence)...no, not really...

Cashmere, District 1

"And ten to eleven is the wave," adds Katniss. They're all off planning their little plan of the arena. Well, they won't be happy for much longer.

Cashmere gives a silent breaststroke, cutting cleanly through the water. Gloss is heading right for Wiress, an easy target. She is glad she got the real challenge, the real group of contenders.

She has been restless for someone real to kill, like her Games. She always had something to prove, Gloss being the stronger, older one. It wasn't fair.

She needed to prove she could do it better.

"Did you notice anything unusual in the others? I guess they could hold anything."

Cashmere feels a kind of excitement in the pit of her stomach, readying her to murder.

The water is cool on Cashmere's burning skin. She cannot stand the sunburn. For both the lack of comfort and because she is used to looking beautiful.

It has become her shield.

"I'm going to mark the ones where we know the Gamemakers' weapon follows us out past the jungle, so we'll stay clear of those," says Peeta.

Are they really writing on a leaf? Where were their sponsers?

Cashmere wants to say that her contempt for District 12 is purely for this competition. But because precious Katniss killed her tributes, she has something to get back at them for. That really wasn't fair, either.

Gloss is almost to Wiress. Is she singing? District 3 really is full of nut jobs.

They don't suspect a thing.

And Gloss slits her throat.

Cashmere barely has a moment to sigh in relief, because The Girl on Fire whips up her bow and shoots Gloss in the head.

Cashmere has never really felt any sort of love for her brother, but Katniss has gone too far. She has destroyed too much.

She raises her sword to fight. Because she never goes down without a fight. So it really isn't fair that Johanna throws the axe before she can take a swing.

But since when is life fair?