So, I decided that my title epicness meter wasn't high enough, So now I'm going to have epic titles that aren't any longer than two words. So writing some of these POV*CoughNatalieCough* makes me want to cry. Like...why do people have to die...

District 1

Sapphire- Day 3- Introductions

I crunch down on the toast, the simple flavor of the butter tantalizing my taste buds. I give in and take another piece, my 4th I've had this morning. I quickly wolf it down, and I'm about to for a fifth before I'm interrupted.

"You guys better get to the training." I look up to see my mentor Opal, glancing nervously at the clock.

"Alright." I say, getting up and pushing in my chair.

I start walking over to the elevator, but just as I'm about to get in Emerald dashes in front of me, getting in first. I roll my eyes, and follow in after him. It's been like this for the past day.

Emerald has to be the leader for everything. I can only imagine what will happen if one of the other kids decides they should be leader. Normally I would be one of those kids that would challenge him, but every time I consider that, I think back to our training competition, and decide against it.

I know it will be different in the arena anyways. If he tries bossing us all around he'll probably get stabbed while he's sleeping. Careers tend to not like that kind of stuff. But then again, the two from 4 don't look too intimidating, and the pair from 2 are just little kids.

I'm snapped out of my thoughts as the elevator dings, signifying our arrival at the training center. Once I step out I notice why Opal seemed so nervous about time, despite the fact that it's still 5 minutes before training starts, almost everyone is here.

The only people who aren't here are 12, 8, and 5. The ones from 12 of course would be late, just being district 12 is enough reason for that. As for 8 and 5, they're probably all in their rooms crying.

Emerald and I both walk over to where the other careers are, which consists of all from 2 and 4. Emerald raises an eyebrow at the girl. "So 7," He begins, using the number system that they teach us to call people by in the academy. "You think you got what it takes to be a career?"

"Well," She begins, using an innocent voice that's obviously sarcastic. "I do happen to have quite a few fans in the capitol. And I was just thinking that they would love to sponsor me and my alliance."

I allow myself a small smile, while Emerald, I'm sorry, 2, looks mad, but defeated. The girl has a good point, but I doubt she'll last very long in the alliance. She just better hope that there's literally nothing at the cornucopia. "Can you use any weapons?" Emerald asks, now fuming.

The girl smiles, obviously in control of this conversation. "I've practiced a bit, so yes I'm pretty good."

"Well, I'll be the judge of that." Emerald snarls, walking away from the group.

"Well then..." The boy from 4 says after a long silence.

"Kid's crazy." Mason, the boy from 2, laughs.

"Bet he thinks he's going to be leader too." The girl from 2 practically snarls. I guess she wants to be the leader, wonder how that's going to go across.

Another long silence plagues us, before the girl from 4 sticks her hand out to me. "I'm Hayla, this is Icilla, this is Mason, and this is my handsome district partner Ryan." She finishes, smiling devilishly, while the boy flushes. "You are?"

"Sapphire." I say, accepting the handshake. "And that's my mentally unstable district partner Emerald."

Hayla lets out a laugh, and I feel a sudden weight lifted off my shoulder. The careers actually seem nice this year, minus the girl from 2, but even with her who knows. I had thought that every one of them was going to be like Emerald, but I guess I was wrong.

Then, as I look at the smiling girl in front of me, another thought occurs. How am I going to kill these people?

District 12

Cole- Day 3 Morning- Just Talk

I sit in the back of the training room, patiently waiting for the woman to stop her speech on what training stations to go to and such. Along with me in the back is Susan.

Susan and I well...we haven't really talked much... or at all. I've meant to ask her if she wants to be allies by now, but I never have found a right time. Now that I look back, there was hardly any talking at all on the train ride.

Our mentor follows the path of the previous 2 victors we've had, and is a raging alcoholic. The escort didn't seem to care, and the stylist and prep team hated having me. All in all, very little sound made so far.

The woman finishes, and everyone begins going their separate ways, the careers all making their way to the spear station, laughing. I can't help but wonder what they're laughing about. 'Hey, we are all going to die in a couple of days. Ha!'

I shake my head, and begin following Susan over to the fire making station. I keep a safe distance, not wanting to talk to her yet.

I sit down at the station, and silently make a fire, not making eye contact with my district partner. After what felt like hours of futilely trying to make a fire, Susan talks to me. "Hey."

I look over to see her with a large fire in front of her. "What's up?" I ask weakly.

She rolls her eyes, "What do you think I'm doing?" She asks sarcastically.

"Making a fire?" I say, my voice cracking.

"Yup." She confirms, tossing a few leaves into the flame. "So," She continues after a long silence. "You want to be allies?"

My heart skips a beat, and I resist the urge to shout out yes. Instead I just smile at her, trying to keep in my excitement. "Ya, sure."

"Want to go to the sword station? I'm pretty good with a short sword." She says, a slight smile on her face.

I try to say something, but find nothing come out, so instead I just nod my head, and follow her.

District 1

Emerald- Day 3 Afternoon- Leader

"Listen pip-squeak, You're just a little 12 year-old girl. I'm a 15-year-old man, I think it's clear who should be the leader." I say, snarling at the little girl for challenging my authority.

She lets out a snort in reply. "Don't you think our leader should be more, I don't know...mentally stable?"

"Ha! So then let's have 8 be our leader then, how bout that? He is the most mentally stable among us isn't he?"

The boy from 4 looks up from his trident for a moment. "Don't drag me into this." He says, returning to his weapon.

"I said more." The girl says, sighing. "Doesn't have to be completely mentally stable, just not someone who cuts off cat's heads in his spare time."

I smile at this, realizing Sapphire must have told them. "Well 3, you did just volunteer your 'spare time' to cutting kids heads off, and cutting kittens heads off happens to be very fun and safe."

"Well I don't think you get money and fame for decapitating a cat." She shoots back.

"Oh my freaking god." Ryan says, letting out a sigh. "Just freaking stop fighting. Does it really matter who the hell is our leader?"

"Ya, it actually does." Icilla says, glaring at him.

"How about this then." I say, letting out a laugh. "Let's do a vote. That decides who gets to be leader of the career pack."

"Not a chance in hell." Icilla snarls.

"Why not? Know that they'll just vote for me and not you." I say, letting out another laugh.

"Ya, only reason is because they're freaking wimps who are scared to get you mad." She says, spitting on the ground.

I smile at her madly, and lean in to her ear, whispering. "Maybe they're scared of me for good reason. Maybe..." I pause, rubbing the flat edge of my knife against the back of her neck. "You should be too."

She jumps away from me. "You're freaking crazy." She mutters.

"Is that a bad thing?" I ask, raising an eyebrow.

She just shakes her head, which makes me grin like a madman. "You know what." She says, still shaking head. "Be the freaking career leader. I honestly don't give a crap. Once we get in the arena let's see how far that gets you."

Icilla turns away, making her way to the sword fighting station, where the pair from 12 is. I have a last thought, and shout after her. "Better watch your words honey! I'll cut you up so bad, people will think you're minced meat!"

She doesn't turn around, and instead just flips me off behind her back, bringing a smile to my face. These games are going to be a piece of cake.

District 8

Natalie- Day 3 Afternoon- Alone

I take my tray back to an empty table, sitting down silently. I pick up my sandwich and let out a sigh. I hate everything about the Hunger Games. The games haven't even started yet, and I already know I'm going to die.

First I attempted to make allies with Caddis, but he turned me down. He knows that I'm just a weakling that will slow him down in the games. A weakling who's going to die in the games.

After that I tried making allies with the boy from 7, and girl from 6, but again I got turned down. Nobody wants to be with me. Why would they? I look around and notice that most of the other kids all are sitting with someone. The careers are all together laughing, the two from 6, Caddis and Marren, the pair from 11 is with the girl from 10, the kids from 12 are sitting with each other, even the girl from 9 is sitting with the boy from 10.

But not me. I'm all alone. Nobody wants me, just like back in the district. But that was different, at least then I had Nellie as a friend. With each passing minute I begin to appreciate her more. I just wish I could be with her at home right now. I let out a sob, and forgetting where I am, begin to cry.

I put my face into my palms, letting the emotions I've bottled up the past 3 days all spill out. I'm going to die. No mater what I do, I'm never going to see Nellie again. I'm going to die, all alone.

I feel a hand on my shoulder, and suddenly wonder if I'm back home, and that this is all a dream. I look up, hopeful that the impossible is true, but instead I find myself face to face with the boy from 5. I flinch upon seeing him, wondering what he's going to do to me.

Instead he surprises me by smiling down at me. "It's going to be okay." He says in a soothing voice, stroking my hair. "Everything is going to be just fine." I find myself reminded of my Aunt Nikki by the gesture, and quickly wipe my eyes, attempting to get myself under control.

"No." I manage to choke out, letting out a sob. "I'm not going to be okay. I'm going to die!"

The boy seems taken aback by the words, but quickly recovers. "No you're not, you're going to be just fine."

"No I'm not, I don't even have any allies." I say, speaking in between sobs.

"Well," He says, smiling slightly now. "If you want you could be allies with me."

"R-really?" I stutter, still unable to believe it.

"Of course." He says, standing up. "Here, let me take you to my sister, I bet she could use some company."

I get up slowly, a part of me wondering if this is a trap, that their just going to kill me. But I quickly shake the thought off. I'm going to die no matter what, at least this way, I wont die alone.

District 12

Susan- Day 3 Evening- Defiance

I take a deep breath, focusing on the target in front of me. The trainer has set up a moving object test, with 4 bullseye's all moving around. I tighten my grip on the knife in my hand, and let out the breath.

The first object quickly moves in front of me, and I let my knife fly, the blade sticking into the outer ring. I curse to myself and focus on the next target, this one flying in the air. I chuck the knife, this time being rewarded with a lucky bullseye.

I smile to myself, and focus on the next target, this time the target is moving back and forth. I pause for a second, and take a couple of steps to the left. Then I throw the knife, and again manage to hit the outer ring.

I pick up my last knife, and focus on the last target. This one is moving around completely wildly, with no definitive pattern. I take one last deep breath, and throw it randomly, willing it to hit the target. I'm rewarded with another stick to the outer ring.

I shrug at my results, happy about hitting the targets, but disappointed with how many times I hit the outer ring. The trainer walks over to me and praises me, telling me I've done a great job.

The woman walks away to help another pupil, and I'm left alone. Cole left 10 minutes ago, worn out by the racing we did. Most of the other tributes are also gone, all done for the day. The only ones left is me, the two from 11, and the careers.

Looking around, I notice the boy from 1 walking towards me, a big grin on his face. "Hey there 23." He calls out, that smug look still on his face.

"What do you want?" I ask, getting straight to the point.

"I think that you're career material." He says, big grin still on his face.

"That's cool." I sigh, wondering what he wants.

"Listen kid." He says, getting a bit irked now. "I'm offering you a chance to be with the careers, it would be smart of you to accept."

I feel a sudden weight lifted off my shoulder. The careers want me in their group! I'm going to actually have a chance at winning.

But then another thought hits me, my brothers words to me on the train. 'They tell us to ally with as many outer district kids as possible and then kill them while their not looking.'

I shake my head, no, that can't be true. Maybe that's what the tought back then, but that doesn't mean that's what they do now. But then I think of my other ally, Cole. I can't leave him alone in the games. And what would the others from district 12 think of me if I became a career?

"No." I state simply, deciding I've made up my mind.

"What did you say?" The boy says, anger seeping through his voice.

"I said," I begin, allowing myself a pause. "No. I don't want to be a career."

"Listen 23," He says, now fuming. "When I ask you if you want to be a career, that isn't really a question. You say no, and I will hunt you down personally, and cut you up. You will be begging for death by the time I get through with you." He finishes, a wide smile on his face.

"Well then, you have fun with that." I say, turning around.

"You better watch yourself kid! You're done the second we're in the arena!" He shouts after, loud enough for everyone to hear.

I keep walking, now wanting to just get upstairs to my room. Maybe I've made a mistake. He's going to have a personal vendetta against me now.

But no, this isn't a mistake. I can't join that group of sickos. I'm not like them. If I do die, I don't want to be some deranged, kid-killing machine. I want to die me.

District 8

Caddis- Day 3- Night- Nobody Knows

I quietly pick up my glass of milk, taking slow and silent sips. The mood in the room is dim, with no words being spoken. My mentor Haber tried to get me and Natalie to be allies, with the help uf Natalie's mentor Placket. But it didn't exactly work out.

Maybe I should have made allies with Natalie, but in the end, she would just hold be back in the arena. She's weak, and as sad as it is, she's going to die. It seems that she knows this too, because she was crying practically the whole train ride.

I steal a glance over at my district partner, and notice that she actually seems somewhat happy. No, not happy, she seems...relieved almost. Maybe someone took pity on her and made allies with her.

"So," Placket begins, coughing. "What did you two do in training?"

"Well," I begin, thinking back to my day. "I practiced with a dagger a bit, did some survival stations, and I might make allies with Marren."

"Who's Marren?" Haber asks, confused in his old age.

"Boy from 7, he's close to my age."

"And you Natalie?" Placket asks.

"Well," She says, picking at her meal. "I tried using a dagger, but I wasn't very good. I was an okay climber, but that's it really."

"Make any allies?" The girls mentor asks.

"Actually yes." She says, to my surprise. "The two from 5, David and Lizzy let me be in their alliance. They said that they're going to try to get all the little kids who are normally too young to be in the games to make a big alliance!" She finishes, excitement clear in her voice.

"Well," I say, rolling my eyes. "I'll pass on that, and I think Marren will too."

She looks at me with sudden anger flashing in her eyes. "Why do you hate me!" She shouts, causing me to jump.

"I don't hate you." I say, letting out a small laugh.

"Then why wont you ally with me! You never even talked to me on the train ride except to tell me we can't be allies!"

"Maybe that's because you're a weakling!" I shout, now mad at the girl. "You've had it easy your whole freaking life. You just got everything handed out to you! I actually had to work for whatever I wanted!"

"You think I had it easy!" She shouts, shaking slightly. "You're not the only one who doesn't have parents! I was bullied every single day of my life, and no one stood up for me! At least you have your sisters." She trails off, wiping her eyes with her sleeve.

I feel a sudden lump in my throat when I realize what she's saying. She's an orphan too, just like me. I feel a sudden pang of guilt for all the harsh things I've said to her, and suddenly know what I have to do.

"Hey...Natalie?" I ask, unsure of what to say.

"What?" She mutters.

"That alliance actually sounds like a good idea." I say, allowing her to take in what I'm about to say. "Maybe Marren and I could join it?"

Woot, done with the training! Yaaaaaay. Oh wait, there's still 2 more parts left of it...nevermind. Well anyways, hope you liked the chapter. Make sure to review, and here are this chapters questions(please give explanations to your answers with these!), and current alliances. Next chapter will be training day 2, with D10, D4, and D7

Questions

1) Who is your favorite tribute so far(out of these 6)-

2) Who is your favorite tribute so far(overall)-

3) What is your favroite alliance so far(overall)-

Careers

LEADER_M1- Emerald

F1- Sapphire

M2- Mason

F2- Icilla

M4- Ryan

F4- Hayla

Smalls

M5- David

F5- Lizzy

F8- Natalie

Might join Smalls

M8- Caddis

M7- Marren

Anti-Careers

M11- Oak

F11- Zaphrina

F10- Fawn

District 12

M12- Cole

F12- Susan

District 6

M6- Percy

F6- Kaylee

Possible Alliance

F9- Eve

M10- Aron