Sorry for taking so long, I've been going through a lot of family problems lately and my mom wanted me to work on my actual story more. School has been crazy along with dance. So updates might be a little slow.

Disclaimer

Laura: 1kat2kit does not own the Hunger Games

William: *Interrupting* neither does she own the 39 clues.

Molly: All scenes depicted in this story are works of pure fan-fiction

Ren: *Also interrupting* any relation to anyone either living or dead is completely coincidental.

Leah: The 39 clues and the Hunger Games belong to Scholastic and Suzanne Collins

Daniel: Why didn't I get to do the disclaimer?

Oh ya, and instead of 9 people dying on the first day it's going to be 8.

I fall asleep and dream of everyone that I would lose in these games.

Dad running the bakery, no more me to help him figure out our profit, Sophie never having an older sister to lead her to right or wrong, Mom not having someone to help her do her work, my friends, the funny side of the glue that holds us all together. But then the dream shifts, I suddenly become Sophie watching the T.V. When I look more closely I see myself being killed brutally by a Career.

I can't let Sophie see that.

I wake up by falling out of the tree. Landing hard on the ground covered with wet leaves. I notice that I'm fairly wet too, it must have rained. I start climbing back up my tree, but this time I tie myself to the branch, not wanting to fall off again.

Once I'm settled again I start going though supplies, bread, a sling-shot, some rope, a sleeping bag, a small bag of dried fruit, some crackers, an empty canteen, a basic first aid kit, a pair of night vision goggles, a bottle of iodine, and the strangest thing is a flashlight that has strange green light coming out of it when I turn it on. I'm sure the Gamemakers have something in store for us where that strange flashlight will be important.

I nibble on one of my crackers and watch the sun finish its flight across the sky. By the time its dusk, and the sky is a bluish amber color I jump down from my tree ready to explore the area.

The forest is strangely quiet, not even the sound of mockingjays flying around in the canopy or the scuttle of squirrels on the crunchy leaves. The trees cast their shadows on the patchwork of the leaves, and then there's me, the small little girl from Ekaterina wandering around the arena, I should have brought my sling-shot.

I find a small patch of berries and I begin examining them. They have a red shell, and when you crack them open they have a clear center that reminds me of what an egg might look like.

I flip through the pages of my mental Herbology book until I find the page with this berry, or by the name of it, a nut. A Lychee nut, they are edible. I pick a bunch of them and carry them all back to my tree and dump the load in the bag with the dried fruit.

I jump down again and start looking for more Lychee nuts; I find another towering bush, even though most of them aren't ready to be picked. I still am able to get about 10 of them though, but I pick a few of the green ones in hope that they would ripen in time.

I climb back up the tree and settle back in, it's dark now, and I tie myself back in, leaning against the hard trunk.

I wake up to a familiar sound, the anthem of Cahill. I glance up into the dark blue murky sky to see the dead tributes.

Hannah Wyoming, Tomas.

Ryan Ness, Lucian.

Leah Noble, Ekaterina.

My breath catches in my throat and sobs are followed. I try to keep them as quiet as I can but I can't help it.

Kara Swift,

Jacob Kit,

And Harry Jean from Janus

David Smith

And Marco West from Madrigal

The anthem plays again and the seal of Cahill disappears from the sky and I am left with only my sobs to keep my company.

I stop crying and am left with just tear stains on my cheeks and a soggy shirt. But that's when I heard the song. At first I thought it was just the wind, whistling through the trees, but then I started to hear the lyrics.

I couldn't make actual words out of the sounds, but they had to have been from a Janus, the voice floated in the air like a ribbon in the wind. It was a female voice and I reflected back on who had died today. The only girl from Janus that was left was a 13 year old like me named Lina Bone.

Then I saw her, she looked actually a lot like me. If you didn't know better you'd think we were fraternal twin sisters.

"Hello" I whispered down to her, she was leaning against the trunk of the tree, clearly exhausted and probably crying. She was the only one of her Branch left.

"Hello" I whispered a bit louder. "Lina, is that you?" I ask. She perks up at the sound of her name and looks around.

"Where are you?" She asks standing up, she has a backpack and a nasty gash on her left arm.

"Above you" I say. I dangle my foot to make it more obvious where I am.

"What branch are you from?" She asks

"Ekaterina" I respond as she starts climbing up

"I'm from Janus, but I suppose you already knew that" She says giggling a bit.

"Ya I did, my names Laura, I'm sorry about the rest of your district"

"Well it is the Hunger Games; I just didn't think I would be the only one left. I thought for sure that Harry would've made it"

"I thought for sure Leah would have, but I guess we're both wrong. Come on it's time to sleep. That backpack of yours must've come with a sleeping bag"

"Ya, I'll sleep on this branch and you guy can sleep on this one" I point to the two branches on opposite ends of the tree, just in case she ends up getting any ideas in the middle of the night.

She climbs up to that branch with ease and settles in; using the rope that also came in her bag to tie herself on.

We both are lying down now staring up at the shadowy sky that is barely visible through the tree tops.

"You know what" She says

"What?" I ask getting sleepy

"I had this crazy idea a minute ago"

"I specialize in crazy ideas" I respond

"Would you like to be my ally?"

"I told you I specialize in crazy ideas and that is a crazy one, so yes."

"Goodnight…Ally"

"Goodnight" I whisper back and fall asleep.

So, how'd you like it? Guess what I now have two reviewer's! Thank you! Oh ya and I forgot to mention that the other reason I wasn't posting was because I was reading Shatterproof and facing emotional trauma from the mission.

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