To Kill The Prey

Day 2

Amethyst played with her hair as she waited for the sun to come up. She was beyond bored, but in just a few moments, she knew that the others would be awake and they would go hunting. She had her towel wrapped around her, trying to stay warm. Once the sun had gone down, the arena had turned cold. The bikini barely covered any skin and she had goosebumps everywhere. She was ready for the sun to come back up again.

Only six had died in the bloodbath, the same amount as last year. Six wasn't enough. More blood needed to spill, and it needed to spill soon. Because Rise was waiting for her back at home, and so was a plate filled with blueberry pancakes and hot maple syrup.

She got hungry just thinking about food. It made her even more upset that there had been no food at the Cornucopia. Didn't the Gamemaker's know that the tributes needed to eat to keep up their strength?

She had seen dog fights before, starving dogs fighting to the death just for an already chewed up bone. Their owners starved the dogs on purpose for the entertainment.

That was exactly what the Capitol was doing to them. Starving them, making them fight for food. Entertainment.

Well she was going to give them a show. Plenty of necks to breaks, heads to chop off, hearts to stab.

And the sooner they got started, the better.

The sun was finally starting to break the edge of the world. The sky was turning pretty hues of blues, purples and reds.

Blood would be spilled today. That was what the red meant. Blood, warm, red liquid that flowed through people's hearts to keep them alive.

Artis was the first to wake up.

"Fishboy," she spat out at him as a way of a greeting.

"And I see you're as friendly as ever Bitch," Artis smiled at her as he got up and stretched. She glared at him.

"Keep it down," Diana hissed as she rubbed the sleep from her eyes. Her hair was a big knot, her makeup was rubbing off and there were bags under her eyes. Amethyst wanted to hand her a mirror to show her how awful she looked.

Amethyst was glad that there were no mirrors around, she probably looked like shit too. But for once, she didn't care about her appearance. In fact, the more wild she looked, the better for sponsors.

Before the Games, it was good to look beautiful, to be stunning and nice. But once in the arena, it was all wild. Time for her to be an animal.

"Aw, did we wake you?" Amethyst asked sweetly with a smile. Diana glared at her.

Ross was the next to wake up, leaving only one person still sleeping.

The one person that none of them wanted to wake.

Angelo's snores were loud and obnoxious.

"Let's just leave him here," Diana said, eager to go out hunting.

"Right, and face his wrath when we get back," Amethyst rolled her eyes, "no thanks, I value my life."

She went over to the pile of supplies and dug through them. It was mostly weapons. She settled on a sword and pulled it out of the pile. She smiled as it came loose.

The sun rose higher in the sky, bringing with it the start of a new day. No cannons had sounded since the six from the blood bath, and Amethyst was ready to hear the sweet noise that meant one more was dead.

"So who's brave enough to wake him up?" Ross asked as he played with his stupid bear pin. Amethyst was getting tired of that thing. She wondered how far she could throw it in the ocean.

The four of them looked at each other, but no one said anything.

"Right, so we wait," Diana said.

"You can wait, I'm going fishing," Arits replied, grabbing a pole from the pile and slinging it over his shoulder.

Diana lowered her eyes at him. Amethyst decided not to get involved. She knew when to pick her battles, and when to let them slide. This was one that she was going to let Diana take.

"Fishing? As in fish, or as in tributes?" Diana asked.

"Fish, we need to eat, and apparently I'm the only one here who knows how to catch food. Unlike you, my mommy didn't put food on the table, I had to do it myself."

And with that, Artis stalked off with just the fishing pole and hook.

"I can't wait until Angelo hears about this," Diana said as she watched Artis disappear over the cliffs.

"Well maybe we'll be lucky and he'll fall down to his death," Amethyst said, swinging the sword around her and trying to keep her balance.

"If only," Diana said wistfully.

The snores stopped, and Angelo sat up, a glare on his face. Amethyst wondered if he even knew what a smile was.

"WHY DIDN'T SOMEONE WAKE ME UP?" He bellowed. Amethyst blinked and puffed out her lips as she tried to come up with a response that wouldn't make him yell.

"That's why," Diana said as she stood up and unsheathed her knives, "but now that's you're awake, let's go hunting."

"We're missing someone," Angelo pointed out.

"Right, fishboy went fishing," Amethyst spat out.

"Well his loss, let's get hunting," Angelo said, standing up and grabbing his own weapon, "everyone grab something, and let's go spill some blood."

"Aren't we going to leave a guard?" Ross asked.

"Are you volunteering?"

"No."

"Then let's go. Why should we bother with a guard, all we have are weapons, and those lousy little so called tributes wouldn't even be able to pick them up," Angelo scoffed. Just thinking about Janie brandishing a weapon made him laugh out loud.

"Wow, call the press, he does know how to smile," Amethyst said, winking at him. "Who are you thinking about? That cute little girl from nine?"

"Eight."

"So adorable, he even knows her District number," Diana laughed as the four of them trudged through the forest looking for tributes.

"SHUT UP!" Angelo shouted, causing Amethyst and Diana to burst into laughter.

"Angelo and Jenny-"

"Janie."

"-sitting in a tree, k.i.s.s.i.n.g," Amethyst and Diana finished together.

"Do you guys even know how to be quiet?" Ross asked them, "because you're practically telling the other tributes that we're coming."

"So, let them know, we're the biggest alliance, we're the strongest, even with warning, they have no chance to beat us," Amethyst said smartly.

Ross rolled his eyes. He didn't agree with her logic, but she was really good at glaring. Between Amethyst's glares, Angelo's yelling and Diana's smart ass remarks, Ross was really ready to go home.

And the only way for that to happen, was to cause the light to go out of someone else's eyes. It was on, it really was time for him to toughen up and kill.

He took a deep breath and listened, drowning out the sounds of the others. It was just him, and he would do whatever it took to get home to his family. He was a son, a brother, a cousin, and his family did not deserve to lose him.

So he would do whatever it took to survive. Because that was what was required of him.

He heard whispers in the distance.

"Shh," he shushed the others, "do you hear that?"

"Oh, I hope it's those two girls," Amethyst clapped her hands in delight, "then Angelo can kiss Jenny."

"Janie."

"Same thing."

"IT'S NOT THE SAME THING!" Angelo shouted, the trees shook and birds flew out of their nests.

"Oh goody, eggs," Amethyst clapped happily as she swung herself up into the trees.

"Seriously, how are you not fat," Ross asked, "all you do is eat."

"She's probably eating for two," Diana said. Amethyst stuck her tongue out. "Very ladylike, you should totally teach your baby that."

"SHUT UP!"

Ross didn't even need to look to see who had said that. Why was there always at least one tribute who liked yelling?

"You're giving me a headache," Angelo said as he lowered his voice and kneaded his temples.

Ross tilted his head in confusion as he watched Angelo shove his thumbs in between his eyes.

"You look like an idiot," Ross pointed out. Angelo glared. "Jeeze, everyone's so uptight around here."

"Can we just kill someone already?" Amethyst pleaded.

"We have to find someone first," Diana shot at her.

"Which we won't if you two keep talking," Ross rolled his eyes. "This game is going to take forever at this rate."

They finally fell silent and got lost in their own thoughts as they tiptoed through the forest. There had to be other tributes around someone, hiding, biding their time. But Ross would find them.

He heard another noise. Ross brought his finger up to his mouth and then pointed to a small bush.

Amethyst grinned, her eyes lighting up with pleasure. The four Careers surrounded the bush and struck at once.

Out of nowhere, a figure darted up and let her fists fly. One hit Amethyst right in her cheek. She jumped and kicked Diana in her stomach.

Ross hadn't seen that coming. He thought that Amira was weak, apparently, he had thought wrong.

Amira was outnumbered one to four, but she had her sights set on Diana. She wasn't going to let herself be humiliated again. Once was more then enough. Now was her turn to embarrass Diana. And she would do it, even if she died trying.

Amira's eyes lowered as she circled around Diana.

"Ooh, ready to go again?" Diana said, as she struggled to stand up straight, but she was still trying to catch her breath from Amira's kick.

"Bring it on," Amira said, her eyes were hard, and she was ready for action. She could do this, she clenched her fists and let the left one fly. Diana didn't duck in time.

"Well aren't you going to help me?" Diana screeched at the others.

"You're doing a fine job," Amethyst returned.

Amira launched again, this time landing on Diana's back. Diana shouted out as Amira pulled a lock of auburn hair.

There was a blur of movement. And the two girls were locked in a dance of scratching, hair pulling, pinching and even biting.

"Poor fishboy, he's missing quite a show," Amethyst snickered.

"I spared your life once, and I told you, I won't do it again."

"It's okay," Amira replied evenly, "I have no intentions of sparing yours." Amira grabbed Diana's head and bit down on her ear.

Diana wailed out in pain, shocked that she was getting her ass handed to her by a girl from five who had only gotten a seven for her score.

Amira spit out a mouthful of blood, and Diana seemed to come back to her senses. She pulled out her knife and pressed it against Amira's throat.

Amira's eyes closed as she felt the blade on her bare skin. Her bathing suit bottom was riding up her ass, and she had the strongest urge to adjust it. But two images floated into her head and she twisted just in time.

Diana's knife scratched the air. But Amira's fist connected with Diana's face.

"Now you don't need to waste your money on a nose job" Amira said, admiring her handywork.

"You bitch," Diana said as she tried to stop the flow. She held her head up and turned to the others. "I could definitely use some help over here."

"Can't handle her on your own?" Amethyst said with a grin.

Diana turned back to continue the fight, but Amira had already disappeared.

"ARGH!" She yelled, taking her anger out on the bush. She kicked as hard as she could.

"Try counting to ten," Angelo said from behind her.

"SHUT UP!"

"Oh good, two Angelo's," Ross rolled his eyes, "just what the arena needs."

"Oh be quiet," Diana said as she shoved past him and headed back to camp with a wounded pride.

Artis was waiting for them back at the cornucopia. A fire was raging and fish were roasting on spits.

"Anyone hungry?" He asked them.

"Famished," they answered as the five of them sat around in a circle and watched the flames dance.

To kill the prey, don't turn your back.

Trivia Question: Which tribute in Fear was tortured to death?

Previous Trivia Answer: None

New poll is up, vote on the tributes that you want to see make it to the final 8.

I really have to stop updating so fast, I hardly give you time to review. But seriously, please review. Diana said she'll stab you if you don't review. I don't think she's bluffing.

~*Misty*~