A/N: C'mon, I would really like some more reviews here. I have literally two people following this so far and one of them is my brother (who, by the way, is constantly bugging me to update this which I why you are receiving a lot of chapters very quickly at the moment). I usually only write one story at a time, and at this stage I would much rather write my own story instead of some fan fic on a fan fiction site. This said, I will not post another chapter until I have on average at least one review per chapter: so basically 11 reviews in total. That does not seem too excessive.

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Supplies

Krystal's POV

Katran still guarded the tree the girl from 7 had climbed, but the rest of us had gathered around taking in the supplies and 'finalizing' this temporary alliance of ours. Garnet was bragging about his one kill, the boy from 8. Spear was quieter, which suited me just fine. I stood there, staring blankly forwards having lost any will to move or take part in their goading.

"We should clear out so they can take the bodies," Spear said eventually. I saw him peering over the side of the cliff where his district partner had jumped. Maybe he was wondering whether we would hear the cannon soon, as nobody could survive a fall like that without some serious injuries.

"Yeah," I heard myself say numbly. I walked to the river and washed my hands, scratching myself until I felt like the blood was off the surface. It did not help, and my hands still felt dirty. No matter how hard I rubbed the blood would not come out of my clothes either, and these were the only ones I had. Not that I deserved any less.

"No way," Katran yelled over. "Let's have a look at the spoils first."

"Okay," I said. Get a hold of yourself Krystal, I mentally yelled at myself, trying to blink out of this hollow state I was currently in. There were a lot of weapons as about two-thirds of the total weapons had survived the bloodbath untouched. Large packs contained tents, and there was a good supply of food, mainly dried, that would easily last us the duration of the games.

I looked around, choosing a medium sized brown backpack and emptying it roughly over the ground. My allies were not to be trusted so I had to be ready to leave at any moment, even in early stages like this. Checklist: food, water, first aid kit, weapons, night vision goggles, sleeping bag… I made a list in my head, figuring out what I actually would need to survive. The obvious things had been drilled into me enough. Lacey, when she was actually on my side, always said to bring at least two days' worth of food anywhere, as if I wouldn't have any sponsors to bail me out if I completely screwed up on that front.

With a pang I wondered what Lacey would have thought of the bloodbath. This time there was no numbness as I fell to my knees, grasping the ground to steady myself. It was all I could do not to start crying for the first time since I was a small child, and I bit my lip in frustration. Get a grip. There are 14 tributes remaining for you to take out.

Slowly I opened up a first aid kit and treated the wound on my arm, wrapping it up tightly so it would not get infected. I collected myself some food, and filled three full water bottles in a stream, before picking up a selection of small knives to store on the outside of my pack. Then I considered packing a tent, but there would be little use for one on uneven ground. A sleeping bag would simply have to do. With an afterthought, I pushed the first aid kit on top, adding extra bandages and disinfectant, plus iodine to filter the water in the future.

"Should we really leave everything out for those lesser districts to get?" Spear asked. We were going to go hunting whilst the Capitol cleared the bodies away, which meant there would not be anybody there to remain as a guard.

"Nah, they'd all be running in fear," Katran said, finally joining us. The moment he moved the girl from 7 scampered down the tree and ran off. Katran grabbed a weapon, before charging after her. "Let's get her."

Garnet followed him, and Spear and I exchanged a glance. I found myself a new machete as I could not bear to look at the one that was covered in blood, then followed the two of them trailing that girl from 7. She was fast, darting through the forest like she belonged there, but her injured leg was slowing her down.

And then she was gone. She had probably done a double take somewhere, as if she already knew this forest although only being here for just over an hour. I ducked under another vine, calling to her randomly. She did not respond.

"Here District 7, District 7, District 7," Garnet taunted along with me, and started laughing. There were a lot of hovercrafts over the Cornocopia now, reaching down with metal claws to collect the fallen. Somebody should really go back and guard the supplies, but we were more likely to find other tributes now before they got more spaced out.

"Have you ever heard of stalking," I hissed at him, despite the fact that I had been the first one to call out. "There could be others about."

"Let's split up, okay," Spear said. "In twos."

"I could easily beat anybody by myself," Katran said cockily.

"So could I," Garnet agreed, pointing his long sword at us as if to prove a point.

"You go with Katran," I said. Tactics: if Garnet was to be taken out soon, I'd rather that he was with Katran than with me.

"Don't kill each other," Spear called mockingly, before ducking through another intersection in the forest and I had to run to catch up with him.

"Who's betting that we will hear a cannon round about now?" I asked, motioning to the area where Garnet and Katran still were. We both waited for about ten seconds, then I started laughing. "Well, they obviously have not found that girl from 7 that they were looking for."

"She shouldn't be too hard to find, she was hysterical the last time we saw her," Spear said.

"Not when she was running," I pointed out, trying to think about that part instead. I was not going to think about the bloodbath, or even try to remember it. The best thing to do would to keep on hunting to get my mind off it.

Then I heard a low shriek, and before I even thought of it I had my weapon readied for attack.

Suffra's POV

I'd forced myself to stop running when I got about half a kilometre into the forest. This was a dangerous place, I knew, but there was no reason to separate myself too far from the Cornocopia when I already knew that I would be returning. Instead I stopped, and forcing myself to look through what I had acquired inside the backpack.

The first thing that caught my eye was food. There was actually warm bread, fresh from the Capitol which would go off soon so I decided I would eat that first. Then there was a selection of dried meats, fruit, and crackers that would last me a while. I also found two empty water bottles, some iodine for purifying, a palm-sized tub of what I assumed to be a sort of medicine, and a long coil of wire. There was nothing to cut the wire with because I had not been provided with a knife or scissors.

At the bottom I found a second jacket and a box of matches. There will definitely be some cold nights. In order to make use of the wire I had to somehow find myself a knife. That was the moment I heard the initial cannons go off. Eight in total, then a several second pause before a ninth one went off.

The bloodbath must finally have been over. The Careers would have to clear out so they could come and collect all of the bodies, so that would be the opportune time to sneak back and get some supplies. I ran again, trying hard to make as little noise as possible as I made my way back to the Cornocopia and stopping just behind a treeline.

They were engrossed with going hunting and arguing with each other so they did not even look in my direction. I was relieved by that as I was not completely certain about my camouflage abilities. I was about to run when I saw somebody else do the same.

The little boy from 3 had obviously hidden in a crag and had picked this as the time to escape. He ran quickly in a half crouched position, revealing to me that there was a small pathway behind the waterfall that made the stream crossable without jumping it. He was smart, as that was actually a good tactic. Even though he probably posed no threat to me I waited until he too had gone before I risked going into the open.

When I saw the bodies up close I gasped. Welcome to the Hunger Games, for real this time, part of my mind told me. It's not just running. You have to do this to at least one other person.

I pushed those thoughts out of my mind. Close to the mouth of the Cornocopia I saw Stitch lying dead on the ground near the weapons. He had clearly been trying to reach the spears but had been stabbed in the back. My eyes brimmed with tears I refused to let fall.

Leave no trails, I told myself. My pack was not completely full, so I grabbed some extra food and two serrated knives of different lengths. Then I ran to the stream, coming across the body of the girl from District 2, and filled up both of my water bottles.

Now go, I thought as I ran for cover once more. My mind whirled around in circles but I decided to ignore it; at least until I'd managed to get somewhere safe. There isn't anywhere safe in the arena. Just as I'd made it to the treeline Katran and Garnet burst back into the clearing.

"She must be here somewhere. She double-backed," Garnet yelled angrily. I doubted anybody would be stupid enough to double-back all the way to the Cornocopia when chased by Careers, and Katran actually seemed to agree with me.

"I doubt District 7 is stupid enough to come back here. It's your fault. You missed her!" Katran yelled back. "We could have found somebody decent by now, instead of just taking out this stupid girl who does not even want to win!"

"She wants to win," Garnet said. "Nobody doesn't."

"Well, when we catch her she'll find out the true cost of not winning," Katran threatened into the air, with only the birds and me here to hear them. I shuddered when I realized he was talking about torture. They were loud enough that even though I was hidden behind a few layers of trees I could easily hear everything they were saying. Sticking close to the Cornocopia would be dangerous but I would be able to find out valuable information. That was when I realized I already had valuable information.

Even though there had been no additional cannons, two out of the five had returned. Wait, there would be four. Katran had announced on live TV that Anemone was out of the alliance, and as Ray was dead they were down by half – Krystal and Spear.

Did they taken each other out already or did they just split up to search for tributes already? They were arguing anyway, they had been even in training and the interviews. Their alliance was an uneasy one, and the more the argued the less likely they were to find the other tributes. Soon there would only be three Career tributes as Garnet would be killed soon by some Capitol means.

For now, that was all I needed. Looking back once more I hitched my pack up over my shoulders and ran again. Slower this time. The familiar pangs of hunger in my stomach had started up again but I had been far hungrier than this before. I would wait until the fallen showed up in the sky before I started eating the previously warm bread.

Dina's POV

"Mimi!" I called silently. I had been waiting alone for hours, and could not help worry that one of the nine cannons I'd heard had been for her. And where was Bert? I was not sure how far I had gone, but I would surely be found soon if I did not go on.

Our alliance was just so spread out. Gregor should have been back by now with supplies. I could not live off nothing. Glancing in front of me now I had absolutely no idea whether the clear berries hanging from this tree were edible or not. How about the fungi on the ground? Why had the edible plants station not covered fungi, not that I would have been able to remember the difference even if it had done?

This forest was so thick. Even I had lost my own trail, as impossible as that might sound, and every direction just seemed to be filled with endless trees. Where was the Cornocopia? I did not want to be anywhere near it, but a general direction would assist with orientation.

Tripping over a tree root after ducking under a vine, I let out another small shriek. Nobody would probably hear me as the chances were there was nobody in the immediate vicinity. That was quickly disproven when I heard people thundering towards me.

I screamed, which really did not help matters, before I started running. Somehow I managed to trip over the same tree root again and I just scampered backwards on my hands and bottom. I became tangled in a web of other vines, whimpering to myself silently when the girl from 1 and the boy from 4 found me.

"Don't you know, mountain lions will come out and eat you if you aren't careful," the boy from 4 said, smirking in a way that suggested he was just toying with me.

"Oh Spear, I doubt that she'd have to worry much about mountain lions," the girl from 1 mocked, twirling her machete just enough to emphasize the fact that she held a deadly weapon. Several deadly weapons, I corrected, as I noticed that she had knives attached to her backpack. I let out a small cry of fear. "Us, on the other hand, rather more so."

"P-please…" I whimpered in fear. I saw the girl from 1 stiffen, and she seemed faraway for a moment. Maybe she was contemplating letting me go. I really hoped that was the case. "Please d-don't kill me."

"Well, there will be no use hunting her down twice," Spear said, just falling short of the cold tone he was sure to have been aiming for. I tried to shuffle backwards but the girl from 1 moved to hold me from behind, wrapping one arm around my neck and the other around my chest. I tried to struggle but it was hopeless. I saw a bandage on her arm which was just about close enough for me to reach so in a last ditch attempt I bit down on it as hard as I could. She let out a hiss between her teeth and slammed me hard enough in the side of the head that I collapsed to the ground and saw stars.

When I managed to focus on my surroundings again I felt my cheek pressed against one of those foreign mushrooms and the world seemed sideways. Spear was holding the girl from 1 back, getting out his own weapon.

"Krystal, you are not going to try to beat somebody to death for the second time in this arena," Spear said, talking to her gently. I thought for a moment that she was going to turn on him but instead she just seemed to deflate. Spear poised his own weapon ready for use, and I gasped when I felt the spear enter my ribs. My body convulsed and I began coughing up blood. The world seemed to darken and I screamed loudly.

"I don't want to die," I sobbed. There was another rough jerk when the boy from 4 jerked his spear out of my body again, and impossible pain filled me. The world was so close to black now that I could feel almost nothing. Even the pain was dulling.

"B-bye Mark," I said, though I was not sure whether the word managed to come out at all. "Bye D-dad." Then darkness.

Secondary A/N: Nobody seems to have shown preference for Dina, and it seemed logical to get rid of her here. Now we are down to just two characters narrating. Happy Hunger Games and may the odds be ever in your favour.