Thank you to sharkbait95 for reviewing! To everyone who's been reading, don't worry; I'll get to the killings very, very soon. Just a few more chapters to go. I hope that this chapter makes sense. I find that Japan is hard to write for.

Enjoy…

Kiku Nihon, District Two

The Capitol has good reason not to record the antics that go on backstage of the interviews. It's absolute chaos.

Opal is crying because the stylists straightened her hair, Romano is comforting Talia who's nervous, Lizzie and Felix aren't even speaking to each other. When they first got here, I was sure they were best friends, but now they seem to hate each other. One of their stylists puts them next to each other and then they end up in a screaming match. Then they have to be dragged away from each other.

My angle shall be 'Silent but Deadly,' I believe. It is pretty close to the truth. I don't generally say too much and I usually keep my opinions to myself. It's more polite that way.

My partner Katya walks up to me. Our outfits do not go together, which is for the best. We aren't in an alliance with each other, so we probably won't cross paths in the arena. It's not that we hate each other; I just don't know her all that well. Even though I've seen her in the Career Training Facility before, we rarely talked.

Katya talks to me now. "You're sure you don't mind me allying with the Fours and the Twelves?" she asks.

"Yes," I respond. In all actuality, I feel that the alliance with the Ones and Threes would be stronger with Katya in it, but it's rude to disagree. Gerome and Addis seem to dislike her after she associated with Opal. I suppose it's for the better for me to agree with them. Who knows what they'll do to me if I speak my mind?

"Thanks," she says. "I kind of hope that I don't have to kill you, then, 'cause we're going to be enemies in the arena,"

"If I have to kill you, I'll make it quick." I say.

"Thanks," Katya says again. "I guess I'll do the same."

Backstage is still crazy. Addis and Gerome are loudly discussing their plans for who they want to kill first. I join them. The Hunger Games are going to be pretty exciting, especially after we weed out the weaklings.

I'd like to think that I'm quite different from Addis and Gerome. I didn't become a Career out of bloodlust; I became a Career out of honor. My parents are Careers, but they never got the chance to compete. I want to bring honor to my family.

I have to win. I don't care if that means stabbing my allies in the back, I just need to win. No matter what it takes, I'm going to win.

It looks like it's almost interview time. Addis, Gerome, The Threes and I agree that we're going to set up camp at the Cornucopia when the Games start. Then, it's time for the interviews to begin.

Katya Krane, District Two

Kiku and I aren't allies, but we can both agree on one thing: backstage is, indeed, chaotic. In addition to the Sevens screaming match and Opal's hair fiasco, there's this one girl from Five complaining about how I get to wear a pantsuit and not her. It seems to be bothering her a whole heck of a lot.

I'm glad I'm not in a dress. I usually just wear overalls when I'm at home, nothing fancy. A pantsuit is far more comfortable.

The Five says she's going to scream, and that the stylists just don't understand.

Oh, come on. It's just a dress. Get over it. I don't like dresses either. I just got a nice stylist.

I go to my allies while I wait for my interview. Opal and Thuaine are the leaders of our Career Pack. Canada and Reise, from Twelve, are part of the Pack as well.

This has never happened before. The Twos and Twelves haven't allied in any of the other Games. At least, not in the ones I've seen.

Usually, Games from the past ten years are broadcasted on television. If you're lucky, you can watch the Quarter Quell. I had watched a marathon of previous Games to get excited about this year's Hunger Games, because this is the year that I finally volunteered. The Games I saw were really cool, and I got lucky and saw the Thirteenth Annual Hunger Games, which you don't see every day.

"Katya?" asks Canada.

"Huh? Oh, sorry, I kind of drifted off for a moment," I say. "What were we talking about?"

"I was asking you what your best weapon was,"

"I can work with just about any weapon," I say. I can. I've been working with all the weapons I've been able to get my hands on. It's a necessity to be able to work with more than one weapon. Many Careers are good with only one weapon, but if they don't have that one weapon, they've got nothing. I'm good with any weapon.

"Lucky," says Opal.

"Oh, c'mon, don't sell yourself short," Reise tells her, "You're a sword master, remember?"

"Oh, right," she says, smacking her forehead lightly. "Duh,"

"Okay," I say, changing the subject, "Who's excited about the Hunger Games?"

The Pack cheers.

"I can't hear you!" I say.

They cheer again.

"Shut up!" Gerome calls from the other side of the room. "It's time for my interview,"

"We're going to be awesome," I say.

"You got that right!" says Reise. "I'm so excited. We'll just have to get through the interviews and then the Games will begin!"

We cheer again, despite Gerome's warning. Opal jumps up and down, and for the first time I realize how short she is. She doesn't quite reach five feet.

I guess I'm average in height. My face is pretty ordinary, too. My hair is dusty blond and I'm not really bothered to do much with it. As for my figure…I'm sort of insecure about it. Boys in my class make fun of me for being so…big on top. In general, I wear overalls and t-shirts to cover up my body. I like to fly under the radar.

My stylists were kind enough to listen to my insecurities, and let me wear a pantsuit instead of the dress they had originally designed. It's silvery-gray with streaks of blue on the side. Not bad. I certainly feel much better in it than if I were in that dress.

I compliment my Pack on their outfits and they do the same. Then we chat about our plans for the Games until it's time for my interview.