A/N Surprise! This DEFINITELY will be the last update before I disappear, since I'm leaving early tomorrow morning. Enjoy the last update before the two blank weeks come.

Camino Wire, District Three Male

I fumble around with the wires on my circuit board costume. When I first saw it, I thought it was fake, but it turns out the the wires and things attached are real. Imagine my disappointment when I found out that everything was just for decoration. After careful checking, I realized that everything would work if I had a battery. The wire were almost completely covered with rubber coating, so this should be safe. I had just bargained with my stylist for a battery, and now I have it. I connect the final wires to the battery as the chariots pulls me into the streets of the Capitol.

"What are you doing," Magique whispers. I don't answer, and soon, all the lightbulbs on my outfit light up in unison.

"Seriously?" she whispers, "Wow."

"Yeah."

"Where'd you learn that?"

"Have you been missing school? We learn it in fourth grade."

I sense that I have entered into reserved information, since she doesn't answer. She seems to be avoiding something, and I don't push it. I know that nerves and tough subjects are not good items to combine.

"I wish I knew how to do that," she says. The chariot goies over a bump, and we both lose our balance. I grip onto the side of the chariot as she grips on to my other hand, and we barely keep ourselves from falling off. We steady ourselves, and I become aware of laughing.

"Uh..Thanks," she says, and I get the feeling that there's a deep secret in her history.

"No problem," I reply. We're almost to the City Circle, and the ride will be over.

I hear a slight snap coming from the wires on my right thigh, or maybe it's the rubber around the wires.

Oh no.

Satine Steel, District Two Female

I stare straight ahead, not bothering to wave at the crowd. Everything is still so confusing. Cobalt hasn't appeared since the dealing, but I'm still completely mixed up. What did he mean? Was I not supposed to volunteer? Doesn't he know what would happen if I didn't volunteer? What does all this mean?

I see Easton looking at me with a strange look, and I get even more confused.

Without warning, as I look ahead, Cobalt appears in mid-air.

"What?" I mouth.

"What are you doing here?" he asks.

"You know," I whisper, "It's always been part of the plan."

"This is not right. You shouldn't be here with these people."

"Why?"

"You're associating with murderers!" he shouts forcefully.

The crowd gathered by the streets are now all shouting at us and waving weapons. They're trying to kill me, they're trying to kill me, they're trying to kill me. I don't have any weapons and this costume limits my motion. The chariot stops, and President Snow, eyes like a snake, begins to speak as hordes of people with guns begin to charge at me. He's cheering them on, and they'll get to me soon. I have to fight, but Easton holds me tight.

"Let me go!" I demand, but he holds tight. He's trying to kill me too. I see a sword hanging in a sheath by his side.

I'm going to die right here.

I begin to scream.

Everything goes black.

Ember Hauter, District Twelve Female

Satine screams through Snow's entire speech. Nothing's going wrong, but she's panicking as if she was going to die. Easton tries to calm her down, but when he sees that it's no good, he takes out a syringe and inserts it into her arm. She goes limp, and he positions her on his shoulder. Did he kill her? I doubt it, but I can only hope.

The chariots pull us into the Remake Center, and once we're inside, Camino, I think his name is, begins to howl in pain. The girl from One laughs, but his partner rips a little packet away from his pocket and tears the costume away from his thigh. It's an awkward place, but she does it without hesitation. She works frantically at it while their prep teams, stylists, escort, and medics surround them.

Our escort Bella cones to us.

"What's going on?" I ask.

"I don't know, " she replies, "Let's get you to your floor."

I see Ryde out of the corner of my eyes, and I know he's looking at me. I turn toward him and glare as hard as I can. He responds with a wink, and then he moves on.

I follow Bella to the elevator, and I try to get a look at Camino's thigh. I'm able to get a glance at it, and from what I can see, it's a bad burn. I wonder if this has something to do with his costume. Wait, strike that, I know it has something to do with his costume. The girl didn't light up, so he must have done something with it. He stops screaming, so the medic must've put something on it. Burns are common in District Twelve; fires happen all the time.

I enter one of the elevators, and I see that Ryde and his partner are already inside. Darn. He smiles.

"We meet again," he says, smirking. I get the feeling that he's had plenty of practice with ticking people off.

"Yeah," I reply, "You should come up to our floor and get drunk with Clancy. Maybe you'll die together."

Right before the doors close, the pair from District Ten enter with us.

"Nice try," Ryde shoots back, "But that's not enough. I'm sure that the odds are totally in your favor. After all, District Twelve has had how many victors? Three? No, two. At least I've got a better chance then you do."

"That's where you're wrong, detective," I say, "There has never been a victor under 15. So you're just a little too young."

Ha. That got him. The doors open, and the District Six pair, along with their escort, leave. The guy from Ten, James, I think, sighs in relief.

"Don't enjoy bickering?" I ask.

"Nah, not really. You got a bad stylist too?" he asks.

"Yeah. What is your costume anyway?"

"I think it's a mix between a cow and an ox. I don't know where the stylists get their information."

"Oh." I look at his partner, who's still mad. Her outfit is pretty much identical to James', just a little, no, a lot more revealing. "Can't wait to change out of this cox costume?"

"Huh? Oh, yeah," he says, taking a second to get what cox means, "I'd change now, but I'm not wearing anything underneath."

The doors open to the District Ten floor.

"Bye," he says, leaving with the rest of his group.

The ride to out floor is silent, and when we get out, Clancy, after a moment of shock at the surroundings, heads straight to the kitchen. Bella and I look at each other.

"Beer," we say in unison, and we laugh.

A/N Questions:

1. How do you think Camino's actions will influence his next few days? Did he make a good decision?

2. What do you think of Satine? How will it influence her in the games?

3. How far do you think the rivalry between Ember and Ryde will go? Will it affect the people around them?

4. If you submitted one of these, how well did I do?

5. Which one was your favorite?