ALLY LIST!

READ PLEASE! I think that I forgot to mention some people who have as allies so here's a little list! This can easily change later in the Games, so don't worry!

CAREERS- Avery, Brooke, Dylan, Riley, and Pheobe

GROUP ONE- Breeze and Jag

GROUP TWO- Isabelle and Vanessa

GROUP THREE- Chuck, Mychal and Delia

GROUP FOUR- Mackenzie and Ginger

GROUP FIVE- Logan and Rosie

GROUP SIX- Teribithia and Flynn

ALONE- Norsh, Poach, Lily, Tabby, Crescent and Swipe

Here's a TINY chapter because so far this is illegal…

So far the arena looked perfect! District One was covered in deadly delicacies. District Two was a rocky terrain. District Three hadn't been figured out yet along with many others. District Four was a paradise that could kill anyone in the blink of an eye. District Seven was covered in pine trees that hid a merciless mutt. District Twelve was a channel of coal tunnels. District Thirteen was my favorite. It was in ruins and small abandoned houses were everywhere. Land mines covered the streets. It was perfect… so far.

Really, everything has gone swell so far. Except the District Three problem. We have decided to spare their tributes, after all the Districts will react the same way we do. If we act like everything is wrong then the Districts will think that. So I just had my staff turn the cable on, or fix whatever was wrong and act like nothing happened.

Now to District Eleven a few days later…

Elana Met's POV

"Shh!" I hush the young boys. They quickly inject the poison into the fruit that will be shipped to the Capitol. We received District Three's message and we are acting quickly in the middle of the night. We are only defying on law- curfew, besides treason of course.

"Why can't we talk? It isn't like anyone is awake!" one of the boys speaks up.

"We don't want to take any chance Leon! This is dangerous. I don't think you kids even realize what could happen to us if the Capitol finds out," My son Thistle talks next,

"I know mom, they can kill us. That will only take a second anyways, I mean I don't want to die, but if we have to then I'd like it to be like this- defying the Capitol…" his voice trails off as the door to the shed we are working on gives a short knock. Someone's outside! I try not to scream as I push the boys quickly into a large crate and put the poisonous fruit on top of them to hide them. I close it tight. Then I throw myself upstairs to hide in-between the thousand boxes.

"ANYBODY IN HERE!" It's Mark! He's the notorious head-peacekeeper. I close my eyes and pray for safety for me, my son, and his friends from the orphanage.

"I HEARD YOU! COME OUT NOW AND YOU WILL BE SAVED! STAY PUT IF YOU WANT TO BE FOUND, SHOT, AND KILLED! YOU'RE OUT PAST CURFEW!" Stay strong boys! I plead for their safety again. Mark shuffles around the shed and listens for any more voices. He's next to the crate my baby is stored in when he yells,

"ONE LAST CHANCE TO BE SAVED! STAY PUT IF YOU WANT TO DIE!"

I hear movement downstairs. A crate is being opened. Not the boys, not the boys! What I hear next kills me,

"Don't shoot Mark! I'm here, please save me!" Thistle. He gave in! He believed that man! I jump up and rush downstairs.

"THISTLE!" I shriek. Mark has his gun pointed to my son. "Please sir, don't shoot, kill me if you have to, but not him! Please!" I beg for my son. Mark looks at me for a second. In that second I see my son's short life being swept away. A tear trickles down my dirty cheek. "Please," I whimper. He pulls the trigger and my son drops to the floor, dead.

Eep, sorry that was kind of dark… If you didn't get this part about District Eleven let me tell you…

They received District Three's message about rebelling.

They put poison in the fruits they were going to ship to the Capitol

Elana's son was shot by the peacekeeper

Mark, the peacekeeper doesn't know about the fruits

District Three's tributes are going to be spared

Hope I made that clearer!:D