A/N - KALLY AND REMANDO'S ONESHOTS ARE UP! :)

Song - Empty Chairs at Empty Tables from Les Miserables

There's a grief that can't be spoken.

There's a pain goes on and on.

Chandra Wilson (2) (killed by Remando)

Andy Devilsons (5) (killed by Jellen)

Rena Fama (5) (killed by Allack)

Derrick Moore (8) (killed by Allack)

Grest Folley (11) (killed by Silver)

Edic Monroe (12) (tortured by careers and killed by Allack)

Cassie Downware (12) (killed by Slick)

Luke Rowling (6) (stabbed by Jellen and died from wounds)

Falco (2) (throat slit by Slick)

Jellen Rite (1) (stabbed by Margo)

Margo Doghunt (3) (killed by Allack)

Palma Green (9) (killed by muttations)

Thorn Dahles (10) (killed by muttations)

Thistle Clay (4) (killed by Kally)

Silver Shinefield (1) (killed by Kally)

Avalon Reed (7) (killed by Kally)

Kally White (8) (Killed by Remando)

Remando Tirone (7) (Killed by Allack)

Featured Tributes: Slick, Allack Oright, Nayro Caller

Day 9

*POV Slick*

There are six people left now, and I'm starting to worry. Any moment, someone could jump out and kill Gwenne.

Then what would I do? I've already decided that I don't want to win the Games. There in really no reason for me to win. So, if Gwenne dies before me, what will I do?

I guess I can just worry about that when the time comes.

That monster, Allack, is still out there, along with the boys from 3 and 10, and the girl from 11. The girl with the scarf.

I guess if Gwenne doesn't win, I want scarf girl to.

I haven't seen anyone around lately, but that's not a big deal. There are only six left. I'm nervous for what is going to happen next. The Gamemakers aren't going to keep us separated for long, that's for sure.

"Slick, how long do you think it will be before we are forced to fight?" Gwenne says, looking scared. It's almost like she can read my mind.

"I don't know, Gwenne," I say, trying to be gentle and kind, "Probably not long, though. They want to get a Victor soon."

"Yeah, and you'll probably be the Victor, Slick!" She says, happily. "I know you will be!"

"Gwenne, I've already told you," I say patiently. "I'm going to make sure you win. Not me. I need to redeem myself!"

"Slick, you don't need to redeem yourself!" She says, almost laughing. "You are a good person and a good friend! You aren't bad! No matter how much you may think you are."

"You have no idea, Gwenne," I say, then I decide to change the subject, before I reveal too much to her. "How about I shoot something to eat?"

Her face lights up and she nods enthusiastically.

"That sounds very good!"

"Good."

*POV Allack Oright*

Finally, with a fresh kill on my brain, I am able to sit down and get some rest and find food.

I find a shady tree to sit under and I take out a bow that I had obtained, ready to shoot some meat to eat.

Most of the food in this arena consists of berries. Berries will not fill me up, I need fresh meat, or else I won't be able to function.

I see a rabbit about twenty feet away, and I take aim and shoot. My arrow flies directly into the rabbit's heart. Good, lunch.

I skin the rabbit and start a fire, and I cook the rabbit over the fire until it's cooked enough to eat.

The meat tastes alright, nothing like what I'm used to, but it will have to do.

I lean back against the tree. I need to get some sleep, but I don't want to fall asleep while I am unguarded.

So, instead I occupy my thoughts with how killing Slick will feel, finally getting my revenge on him.

To be honest, I don't even remember why I needed revenge on him, but it had taken over my mind so completely, that I can't imagine not being the one to kill him.

All I need to do is kill five more people, then I will be victor. I will have all the honor and glory that I deserve.

*POV Nayro Caller*

It was about noon, and Michael and I were getting ready to go our separate ways. This was probably the saddest I've been in the arena yet.

Michael and I have grown so close, I would consider him the brother I never had. We were the same age, so we could talk on the same level.

He told me about his family that he cared so deeply about and I told him about my fiancée. We had gotten to know each other so well over the course of the Games, he probably knew me better than anyone, except Aubra. And apparently I knew him better than anyone, except his little brother Gabriel.

Knowing that one or both of us will die within these next few days is truly heartbreaking. It's made me rethink everything. I know Michael so well now, I know all about his life back home, I know how pained his family will be if he dies. With that knowledge, it makes my desire for me to win dwindle.

Of course, I still want to win. I want to go home and marry Aubra, I want to be with my family again. But, I don't want to win at the price of his death.

If it comes down to the two of us in the arena, I honestly don't know what I'll do. I won't be able to kill him, that is for sure. I wouldn't be able to kill my best friend.

Michael and I had decided to walk to the end of the devastation from the tornado then split up. We were still struggling to find out way out of the devastation, though.

"It's like we're walking in circles!" Michael says with frustration. "There is no way out of here!"

"There's got to be," I say, reasonably. I'm the optimist out of the two of us. "The whole arena can't be covered in devastation!"

After another ten minutes or so of wandering, I can see trees standing upright.

"I think we're getting close!" I say, and sure enough, a minute later, there is almost no devastation.

"Well, I guess this is it," Michael says, looking at me with sad eyes.

We both know this is the last time we will see each other alive.

"Yeah," I say, taking a deep breath. I'm not one for crying, but I'm close to it. "Good luck, man. If I don't win, you have to."

"Same goes," Michael says, "It has to be one of us."

I give a half hearted smile and nod.

"You're my best friend, you know that right?" I ask, trying to hold back tears. I am a big, strong man. Men don't cry.

"You're my best friend too, bro," He smiles, and we shake hands, giving each other a quick man hug. "Good luck out there."

We both look at each other one last time, then turn our backs to each other, starting to walk away.

I'm barely walking for two seconds when I hear a loud snap and a crash followed by a scream of pain.

My heart immediately begins racing as I turn around and see a horrible sight.

Michael, on the ground, with a large, sharp branch piercing through his stomach. The branch must have not been completely connected to the tree, hanging by only a string.

Michael had truly been in the wrong place at the wrong time.

I run over to him, knowing that it is too late, but refusing to accept it. He's still alive, but only barely.

"Mike!" I cry, trying to force the large branch out of his stomach. "You can't die! Don't die!"

I get the branch out, but there is blood everywhere, it's getting all over my clothes and hands.

"Nayro, you have to win," Michael says, through his tears, "You've got to win for me, get back and see Aubra. And tell my family I love them, and I love you, you're like the brother I never had."

Tears are now streaming down my face. I can't help it. I just watched my best friend get stabbed by a branch, and now he's talking like he's going to die. A part of me knows he will, but the other part refuses to accept it.

"I will, you're my best friend, Mike," As I say these words, he closes his eyes, and a loud cannon rings through the air. I am overcome by sadness and guilt. If only I would've chosen to have gone left, and he would've walked the safe way.

My best friend, dead. I stand up shakily, and walk away. A hovercraft flies in and takes his body away, and that is the last I will ever see if him.

I wipe my eyes, and begin to walk away. I will win, not only for myself, but for my fallen best friend.

A/N - :( I cried so much while writing this. I loved Michael. So much :,( Message me about the oneshot, creator! NEW POLL UP IN MY PROFILE, SOON! You are allowed to vote for ONE tribute and it MAY NOT be your own! OH! And new fanart! By Jdejm (creator of Thorn!) h ttp:/www..com/#/d3yrsy7 (remove space between h and t!) She drew Palma, Kally and Thorn! And it's really good! :D

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Remaining Tributes

Tribute(D) - # of kills.

Nayro Caller (3) - 0

Allack Oright (4) - 5

Gwenne Willowdrop (6) - 0

Slick (9) - 2

Polo Gray (11) - 0