Here you go! The Games have finally begun! Aaaaaand… I don't own the Hunger Games.

Just as unpleasantly as my hen Henrietta from back home, Icirrus awakes us all in the living room the next morning.

Breakfast that day takes place in complete silence. I force a slice of toast with jam, a banana, milk, and orange juice down my stomach. I feel like I won't be able to eat for days. Oh wait… that may be a good thing considering I'm about to be in the HUNGER Games, hahah. Oh wait… I need to stop making wise cracks in a time like this. I tend to get like this when I'm nervous…

We leave our apartment, hopefully not for the final time, and our stylists, escort, and mentor lead us to the hovercrafts that will take us to the chambers under the arena.

Rayven is sitting right next to me on the hovercraft, I nod towards her and she gives a slight, nervous smile back. I really hope we are able to find District 11 when the Games start. Heck… I should be hoping I can find MY district first!

I feel a quick, minor pain coming from the inside of my right forearm as I watch the attendant injecting me with my tracker.

We finally reach the Tribute chambers. A couple of Peacekeepers are escorting me to my individual room. We finally reach the door labeld B1 D10 (Boy 1 District 10?). I walk inside to find Monikka there getting my arena outfit prepared. We nod in each other's direction before I go back into the bathroom to shower up and prepare myself for the most stomach-tying experience I have ever faced.

Once I'm dried off, I leave the bathroom to face Monikka. She actually looks worried, you know, as if she actually cares about us! She hands me my arena outfit and I put it on. It's laced with a special designed fabric that allows the skin to breath in warm temperatures, but then allows the miniscule holes to close up in the colder temperatures. Great, we're probably going to be dealing with hot days and freezing nights…

Next, Monikka offers up her final words of advice, "I know you'll make it out of the Bloodbath. You're strong. Find something useful to use. Don't get caught up in the fighting! First thing when you're done: find the others! Do not search for water until you do, unless you're completely desperate of course. From there… well… good luck." Right when she's done talking, a voice comes across the overheard warning us we have 30 seconds until we need to be in our tubes.

"It's been an honor mentoring you. I have never mentored a set of tributes with the spunk, desire, and determination you four have to offer."

20 seconds

I thank her for all that she's done for us. And then, pull her in for a hug. I think I caught her off guard, but she doesn't pull away.

10 seconds

I'm shaking in every part of my body as I walk towards my tube. As my tube's door closes in on me, I realize the what a hell of a job Monikka did as our mentor, she really knows her stuff. I may actually miss her while I'm in the arena… and if I don't make it out.

Every nerve in my body is literally about to explode. As if on cue I finally begin to rise, signaling the all the tributes are in their tubes. Monikka waves goodbye as I slowly glide up to the arena.

I may throw up. Forty-eight tributes. So much fear. Ryann, Daniah, Violette, what if they don't make it out? What if I don't make it out? No. No, I can't think that. I need to be strong for the team. If I go in with fear, that will get me nowhere throughout the Games. I begin my first attempts at psyching myself up when I begin to see light coming from the arena.

When the arena finally comes into view, I find that we are in a circular meadow completely surrounded by a wall of trees. Since the trees are too thick to see past, I can't really see what the rest of the arena has to offer. In the middle of the grassy circle lays a random crumbling ruin of sorts. The Cornucopia must lie within this crumbling structure. The marble columns mark the entrance and chunks of marble are scattered across the ground surrounding the ruins. As usual, the weapons and items decrease in power the further out of the Cornucopia they are.

Suddenly, Avenia Templesmith's voice booms throughout the arena, "Ladies and Gentleman, let the 100th Hunger Games begin!" Thus initiating the 60 second countdown.

As expected, the circle of tributes is extraordinarily packed compared to other years. I look to my direct right and find one of the Boys from 12, Praxton. As I glance to my direct left, I find myself in a state of complete horror. My pedestal neighbor, the extremely strange Girl from 7, is taking steps off of her pedestal. She's giving up just like that?! No sooner do her feet hit the ground below her than the explosion rattles arena. I'm instantly doused in her blood and tiny chunks of skin and flesh. I really may throw up now…

I'm somehow able to wipe my eyes clean and look over to her other neighbor, Harper. She has suffered the same fate as me and is equally as appalled. We give each other apologetic looks (even though it was neither of our faults) but get right back to observing our field.

All of the other tributes' eyes are on us with looks of horror, disgust, and in most of the Careers' cases, amusement.

Before I know it, only ten seconds are left. Crap! I haven't looked for my friends. I scan to my left, then right. Thank God. Ryann is four tributes away from me. We make eye contact. I see a bow near the outskirts of the middle. I can't see the girls. The ruins must be blocking the way. The suspense is killing me. Three. Two. One.

As soon as the gong goes off, I'm running for my life. Literally. So much adrenaline, fear, and determination surrounding me. I'm in an all out sprint when Ryann and I meet up. We must've been quicker than the three tributes between us because no one got in our way as we crossed in front of them.

I see a sheath of bow and arrows near the outskirts of the ruins and make a beeline towards them. Ryann goes for a decently sized sword and backpack combo. Luckily, I get to the bow and arrows before a confrontation with another tribute.

Screams are echoing throughout the ruins as tributes are fighting in the crumbling monument. Knives, spears, and arrows are flying in every which way you glance. Epic battles are underway between tributes fighting it out for supplies. I see Harper boldly challenging the Career from District 4, Brayson. She looks mighty with the scythe she found.

I turn to Ryann and take off. I still see swarms of tributes trying to penetrate the confines of the crumbling ruins to reach the Cornucopia. Besides the Girl form 7, it doesn't look like anyone has died yet. Then, I see a flash. And there she is. The first obstacle in these Games for us, and she's plummeting right towards Ryann's distracted-self.

The monster girl, Josefina, from District 2 is targeting Ryann with a massive spear. I ready my bow. Luckily, she's so focused on getting her first killed that she doesn't even notice me. With all the anticipation, I fumble my release of the arrow and just pray that it hits her and slows her down. My luck is even better. It hits her right in the bottom of the throat, as it instantly spews blood. She's dead before she realizes it hit her. I can hardly believe I just did that…. And to a Career, too! My very first kill…

Alright, no second-guessing. Time to move. Ryann has no time to thank me as we take off running towards the woods, hoping to run into the girls. Suddenly, I find myself hurdling over the motionless figure of Markus, one of the Boys from 9. Damn, this grass is covered in blood from him and all the other dead and wounded tributes. I'm hurdling over another unrecognizable body, but am able to see a '6' on the sleeve, when I realize I should probably find a back-pack of my own. I leave Ryann for a second to take off and find one. As I'm running and trying to grab it at the same time, I trip over and marble slab from the ruin and somehow find myself splattered with more warm blood. But it's not my own. I look down and there at my feet lies yet another Career, Warrick Harris from 2, with a sword sticking out of his back. He was about to slaughter me.

I look up, expecting to face my emanate death from a Career from 1 or 4, but instead see Ryann standing there in complete shock. I have no time to thank him either. I drag him along as we high-tail it out of the mess.

No sooner have we started running then we find ourselves becoming the new target practice victims for Glory and her nifty new knives kit. 'Whack! Whack!' I suffer a blow to the shoulder and Ryann suffers one in the lower arm. We can't afford to hesitate. We continue in full sprint toward the forest. We must be out of reach because I can't hear the whizzing of knives in our direction, probably because the sound is being drowned out by the screams and shouts from the on-going battles at the Cornucopia.

We finally reach the forest and look for a place to rest for the night, hoping to run into the girls (and nobody else) along the way. We stop, tear out the knives from the parts where Glory struck us, and rested. Luckily, she didn't stick us too deep because the blood flow is low and the pain isn't as intense as it should be. Very lucky. We are about to bandaged ourselves when Ryann suddenly shoots upright.

"Well would you look at that," I hear Ryann say as I turn around to find two figures frantically running in our direction, armed with weapons.