Ha ha I lied. Here's the mentors.

Azure Doyle POV

"I have four Tributes here. Normally I'd be happy. Unfortunately, I also have four losers here. Does any one of you have the guts to prove me wrong?"

I addressed my Tributes with folded arms and furrowed brows. Hunter looked shamefacedly at his feet. Miall pretended not to hear me. Rapture was the most promising. He looked about ready to throw down, and I relished the thought.

"I was against Pray. That was not normal," Kazuo pointed out. He shuddered just saying the name. I had to give him that one, but I let the comment linger like I hadn't heard it. Of the four, only Kazuo and Rapture had the heart. Only Kazuo had the heart and the skill. Against anyone but Pray, maybe that would be enough.

Pray Jager POV

Avariella Hanson. There was so much about her I couldn't understand. I understood her commitment. For better or for worse, all I knew was killing. What I didn't understand was how she so completely undermined herself. A warrior strengthens her body and her mind. Avariella couldn't put her skills to use with a body wasted away from lack of food.

"I have one Tribute. You have one life. We're in this together and we're going to be together. I can't trust you not to destroy yourself, so I'm going to make sure you don't have a chance. When I'm not with you, an Avox will be. Every meal I'm going to be next to you. After every meal I'll have my eye on you. You so much as go to the toilet I'm going to be outside with a stopwatch. I can't stop you from getting yourself killed in the Games, but as long as you're in my care you're taking care of your body whether you like it or not."

Acee Hal POV

There I was looking at four children who already died once on my watch. Nothing awkward about that at all. Cold as it was, I found myself triaging my charges into lost causes and possible winners. Hailey was as mystical as I was logical. She couldn't win, and I missed her magic already. Cordin wouldn't get any sponsors after his last performance and he couldn't win on his own. Emmeline was the most intelligent, but Wyatt would receive the most assistance. If I had a winner, it would be one of those two.

"Any questions?" I asked my Tributes.

"I was thinking maybe this time I'd win. Can you help me with that?" Wyatt asked. Hailey cracked up and started giggling. I found myself smiling too. In all the tension and stress, what we really needed was a laugh.

Jonah Breaker POV

Shogo and Whyte both had great stories. Combined with their skills, that could be enough.

"So, uh... I didn't do so good," Whyte said with an embarrassed smile.

"Yeah. Chair to explain yourself?" I said. Whyte turned beet red and I had mercy.

"It's water under the bridge. All the more motive to do well this time. Anyway, I was thinking you two should play to the sponsors. Whyte, you have Vera. I know you aren't together but you'll get more supplies if you are. Shogo, you hardly have to do anything. One word about seeing your darling son again and you'll have all you need. In short, don't worry about supplies. Make sure you can do the deed and the Capitol will give you the means."

Sky Levings POV

If I bring home a Victor, I'll make someone else a murderer just like me. Then again, if I didn't, another death would be on my hands. In Sarla's case, the choice was hardly mine. She couldn't kill anyone. She deserved the Games so much less than I did and yet I was going to be the only one of us who survived them. There wasn't much I could tell her. She was going to stay with Daniel, of course. Erwin was probably telling him all the ways to kill someone and tuck away his feelings. Maybe I could get him to tell me.

Toby Cash POV

It didn't mean anything when they told me it was time to train Tributes again. The pain I normally felt was buried under disassociation and vague happiness. The Tributes never came, though. Only three ghosts. Hadley, Yasmine and Lyte were dead. It was nice to see them again and they looked happy, but it was strange that they were the only ones who came. I'd lost so many Tributes over the years. It wasn't just me, either. Everyone saw them, and they interacted with other people too. I guess there are stranger things in the Capitol.

Paul Olson POV

Plainly Reiner was the most obvious Victor. In fact, he knew more about the Games than I did. I won because the Arena suited me. Reiner had skills.

"I don't think there's much I can tell you," I told him. "Keep doing what you're doing. If you need any help I'm here."

Reiner may have been the strongest Tribute, but Asper was just the coolest.

"That was wicked. I had no idea," I said to him. Pretending to be his own brother and lying to the Capitol? That took guts. They might kill him out of spite, but it was hilarious that they had to pretend to admire him because the people loved him so much. Anything could happen in this Games. Only time would tell.

Tillo Peters POV

Haber. Never again. I didn't even pretend I cared about her. I knew not to anger the Capitol, but no one cared if I let that toad die again. Alayza was hardly better. All she did was talk about how she was going to kill all the Careers at the Bloodbath or some other bombastic plan. Sounded like she already knew what she was doing. One lost cause and one foregone winner. There was nothing for me to do.

Chimera Ilium POV

Something must have gone wrong with Miller's resurrection. He was acting like he hadn't eaten in years... which he hadn't, but still. Meanwhile Barley was yelling about killing Sky and everyone else. I was running myself ragged trying to shepherd them as poor Farlon looked on in bemusement.

"How did I get caught up in this?" Farlon said as Barley snapped at my arm and Miller snatched a bowl of bread.

"I'm with you," I said.

Cornflower Fields POV

If my Tributes die again, should I put two pictures of them in my book? This messed everything up. Now it would be asymmetrical.

"You're still the only one?" Calvary asked.

"You came the closest," I said.

"This year I'm going to come even closer," she said. Starling was looking out a window. Her voice was funny when she spoke.

"Thanks for taking care of Cash," she said.

"It's all right," I said. I should have said something else but I didn't know what it was.

"We're going to die again," Bree said. I couldn't say otherwise.

Peppermint Wilson POV

It was against the rules and it was terrible form, but they had to know it was going to happen. Orchard quietly took over the other boys' training and left me to spend time with Apollo. There was so much I wanted to tell him. I couldn't show him everything, like my house in the Victor's Village, but I told him everything that had happened since I won.

"I wish I had stuff to tell you. All I have is that dying isn't fun," Apollo said.

"That's okay because it's not going to happen again," I said. I wanted to goof off all day, but I had to shore up Apollo's weaknesses and get him ready for a game without me. He wasn't lost on his own, but he'd need different skills.

"You'll have to have both our skills to win," I said. "You already know how to fight. Try to learn things like building a fire and making shelter," I said.

I didn't spend all day with Apollo. I spent a few hours personally calling on anyone who expressed interest in allying with him and letting them know what would happen if they so much as looked at him the wrong way. Is it possible to tie a neck in a knot? I didn't know, but they'd find out.

Demi Bottle POV

Usually I'd be teaching my ladies etiquette about now, but of late those things just didn't seem important. Once they got back from the Games I'd teach them to be ladies, but now it was more important for them to be fighters. That was something I had no experience with. I actually ended up asking the Victors for advice between Games. Orchard just laughed at me and Jonah said to tell them to take it easy and run right into the Cornucopia. I'm not that dumb. Soleil and Drone were more helpful. I knew all the mentors wanted to bring their Tributes home, but those two understood we were all in this together. Maybe with their help someone from Twelve can finally take over as mentor and give future Tributes the hope they desperately need.

Trent and Natasha were in a story called A Reminder of Our Crimes. It was set in the 35th Games so I left their year out of this story. They're just vaguely from some other Games in the past.