Kiss Me Kill Me

Ah yes... Romance! If you know me I'm a huge romance lover, haha, but don't worry, the Games won't loose their edge...

Recommended Song To Listen To: None

*Most of these won't have one

Kellen Mellark

"How... Long... Have... We... Been... Walking..." Bubbles sputters in agony, we're all tired, and we managed to get out of that brutal rainstorm that happened, but now it's pure hot, dry, and there's no water anywhere. I know Bubbles was up all night, sobbing about her little sisters death, it made me wonder what I would be like if Finnick, my little brother, died...

"I don't know, maybe if you just shut the hell up, we won't have to walk in pain," Cleo snaps, I know she's under a lot of stress, but we all are, right?

"Whatever, Cleopatra," Bubbles growls, and I know we're in for it now. Cleo scuffs her black tennis shoes against the dirt and some sand flies into the back of Bubbles.

"Don't call me that!" Cleo snarls, kicking more dirt aimlessly at Bubbles.

"Hey... Guys, stop it, we've been walking forever, we know, why don't me and Bubbles walk ahead and you guys stay farther back," Neptune suggests, I like Neptune, he's usually pretty reasonable.

We walk slower as they speed up, our original plan was to find a secluded area, with plenty of water, and game, then we'd just wait it out, if we made it, fight each other, or wait till the Gamemakers pick us off one by one.

"I hate that Bubbles girl," Cleo grumbles, dragging her feet. I turn to her, unsurprised.

"Why?" I ask reluctantly, I always find myself in these situations, listening to others problems, well at least Cleo is my best friend, not a stranger.

"Because, all night, she cried and cried about her little sister. What a wuss," Cleo says, I love Cleo, she's sweet and funny, but sometimes she doesn't really get other people.

"Cleo... That was her little sister, what would you do if I died? Or your Mom or Dad, would you cry too?" I try, knowing she'll probably argue that she wouldn't mourn us, just remember us for our good qualities.

"I guess so," she mutters, looking at the ground. The forest all around us is dry and the plants are turning a disgusting greenish brown. I keep checking behind me, making sure no one's following us.

Suddenly a scream makes Cleo and I go running up the winding path, soon after we turn a bend, we see Bubbles and Neptune, both of them have climbed into a tree, two wolves are scratching wildly at the bark, and oh god I know those...

Allegrian Hounds, a while back the terrorized the capitol, which wasn't a bad thing, until they seeped into the other districts killing tons of people. I thought they were all dead, oh jeez...

Cleo turns and scrambles up a tree, easily I follow, together we perch in the branches of one, hopping they don't catch our scent. They have huge fangs, and keep snarling, claws are freakishly long and a pale yellow color, my heart races and I feel beads of sweat forming on my brow. Cleo stares at them, and I remember suddenly.

Three years ago, her baby sister was killed by wolves while she was playing in the Hawthorne's front yard, Cleo has had some crazy fear of any dog since, and I know that this must be so painful for her.

I pick up her hand that she isn't using, her brown eyes flash toward me, and we both silently agree with each other, these mutts are going down, and we'd be the ones to spill their blood.

I quickly pull an arrow from my quiver, shakily I load it and point at the smaller hound, aiming I know that missing won't kill me, but I do want a perfect hit.

The arrow flies from my bow, gracefully sliding through the cool air and lodging into the side of the smaller one, it yelps and I see the thin trails of blood seeping from it's black fur, and splattering all over the ground.

A small dagger goes flying through the air and hits the smaller one in the chest, I shoot my arrow again, this time hitting the small hound in the head, the other wolf yelps as its partner tumbles to the ground, dead in the sand. Suddenly I see Cleo, lying on the ground, me shaking her nervously, then a dagger hits the bigger one and then another, its bleeding fast now, and I see myself falling to the dusty sand bleeding out next to Cleo, I have to stop them.

"Stop! Wait Neptune stop!" I scream, no, no, no I can't let them die, it's just like us, no.

The bigger wolf is lying close to the smaller one, its golden eyes stare right at me as I swing down from the prickly trees, fangs bared as I approach it slowly.

"Kellen! Kellen what the hell are you doing?" Cleo screeches, Neptune and Bubbles watch with fear in their eyes as I kneel down beside the beast, stroking its black fur lightly. This wasn't right, I couldn't kill these things, they're like tributes too, it's not fair.

"It's okay... It's okay..." I whisper, with its lips curled back, it growls steadily at me, but I keep petting it, soon the growls die down, into whimpers.

In one swift movement I wrench the two daggers from its side and legs, blood spills everywhere and he, I've decided it's a boy, howls in agony.

"Bubbles, do you still have some bandages?" I ask, she nods and tosses down her pack, I can't believe she's letting me use those...

I carefully wrap the pale white gauze around his leg and side, he whines in pain but soon is silent, staring up at me with those beautiful golden eyes, he's just like me.

I dig around in my pack until I come up with a rope, quickly, without hesitation I tie it around the wolfs neck, I don't want to give it a leash, but another tribute might kill him if I don't stay with him.

"Kellen what the hell!" Cleo screams, making him snarl up at her.

I rise from the ground and he rises too, I guess he needs a name... Apollo, I've always kinda been into the greek gods things..

"Come on Apollo, good boy," I say, patting his head, he looks warily at the others, Bubbles climbs from her tree and jumps beside me, staring at Apollo.

"Apollo, huh? Can I pet him?" she asks, just like he's a regular dog.

"I dunno, maybe," I say, she reaches a sunkissed hand out and touches his back, his head jerks up as he stares at her, but then relaxes, pulling a piece off some jerky she had in her pocket, she hands it to him, open palm.

Apollo snatches it up in his jaws, grazing her hand with his fang.

"Ouch..." she mutters and stuffs her hand back in her pocket.

"Okay, so now you have a freaking pet dog? Who eats our food?" Cleo snarls, I know she's mad about this, but I couldn't let him die, he's just like us.

"Yeah..." I say, Neptune hops down from his perch and approaches Apollo, then easily pats him on the head.

"He's kinda cute, plus he can keep watch at night," Neptune suggests, smiling.

"After he eats us alive," Cleo grumbles and stays in her tree.

I look at Apollo with his big golden eyes and ruffled black fur. He is really cute actually, I know Cleo's gonna resent me for this, but it's the Hunger Games, I can have a pet dog if I want.

Authors Note:

LOL I have two pet dogs at my house and so I thought it would be fun if Kellen got one, don't be pissed if I didn't give your tribute a pet... If you must have one I'll totally give one to you! :D

Sammy Jester

Okay. I freaking miss my sheep. Yes, I guess I'll just put it out there. I also miss Jeff, after the bloodbath I lost him... Which kills me, at least I know he's not dead right now or anything, right?

Crimson and Astrid walk beside me, last night I was crying so hard because I was really homesick, Astrid pet my hair, while Crimson told me a story about sheep. They're both really cool, and also last night Astrid ended up crying too, telling us how much she hated her sister Olive. Which is fairly understandable, I've been jealous before...

We found this great little spot, it's by a stream and a cave, which is so perfect cause now we can drink water whenever and have shelter, Crimson and I have been laying down some traps while Astrid hunts a little, but not to far from us.

"What kind of trap should we use here, rope or net?" Crimson asks, I look at her.

"Rope I guess," together we set up our trap easily.

Astrid had picked up a bag of traps at the cornucopia, so we have tons, as I lay a trip wire around the small perimeter of our space. As I lay some more closer to the cave, I see Astrid motioning to me from behind the cave, I drop my net and rope and run over to her.

"I saw Olive," she says, gasping for breath.

"Where?" I ask, oh god, if she has people with her then we're dead...

"Down by the other end of the creek, I think we can sneak up on her and her alliance and get them, go get Crimson!" she says quickly, I run over to Crimson and tell her what Astrid told me.

Without hesitation she grabs her pack and we all run down to the north end of the stream. Astrid points at where a girl is standing, I suddenly understand why she's so jealous. Olive is beautiful, even though she's younger, she looks almost older than Astrid, with long honey colored hair.

Astrid pulls an arrow out from her quiver, I can't believe she's so easily able to murder her own sister, and she's younger too. I watch, mortified as thmkae an e shiny tip of the sharpened edge fires through the air, Olive's pretty face crumples into a horrifying stance as she is shot, I feel my heart go out to her as she collapses in the water.

Astrid, with a smirk approaches her dying sister, Crimson holds me back from her as she places her hand around Olive's heart shaped face.

"Dear sister, I'm so glad this is finally over," she laughs, then takes another arrow out of her quiver, in a slow steady motion, drags it across her bare throat, a small trail of blood following the blade.

"Why?" Olive sputters, staring up with horror at her big sister.

"You were always so perfect, I hate you Olive," Astrid says, then spits on her face.

"I...I love you... Astrid," Olive manages to say, before her eyes glaze over.

Bang!

The fateful cannon goes off, and Astrid's eyes fill with tears, I know how awful she must feel, her sister's dead, and her last dying words were, "I love you,".

Recommended Song: None

Tinsley LeVoxx

I officially hate the Capitol and all those asses who live there. As Boxer, Alyce, Katrina and I trudge on through the scorching hot forest, I notice a small grove of trees.

"Why don't we set up camp there?" I suggest.

I still am in disbelief that Katrina is here, and I am also 99.9% sure that I will make sure she outlives me.

"Okay," Alyce agrees, still cradling her stub. That Alexi kid must be really messed up, he dragged her off and with a smile, sliced off her thumb, which scares the crap out of me. I can't stop staring at her used to be thumb, yeah it's all wrapped up and stuff, but jeez does it look creepy.

Soon we near the grove and Katrina is rationing food and water, while Boxer and I set up a thin trip wire, just in case. I wander aimlessly to a tree and begin tying.

"Guys..." Alyce moans, we all turn and see her looking warily off in the distance, her green eyes watching something.

"There's-" but she's cut off an arrow wizzes through the air and catches her in the stomach, she yelps in pain, and doubles over, on her knees, the next arrow comes, it's a bright red just like the other. This one hits her in the neck, and I hear Boxer scream Alyce's name as the arrow passes straight through her throat.

"Oh god..." I breathe, then I meet Katrina's eyes, we both swivel on our heels and break into the forest. From my throat I hear a scream rip out as my foot catches something, I'm swept up in a tree, caught in a fishnet.

Bang!

The cannon goes off and I know Alyce is gone, my heart races and I can't see straight anymore.

Bang!

I look around and see Boxer lying face down on the grass, blood seeping in a crimson pool all around him.

Bang!

I check my own throat to see if the last one was me, but it's not, oh no... No. No. No. Katrina was not supposed to die, I look frantically around, twisting in my death trap.

There she is, a bright red arrow lodged in her forehead. My eyes well with tears and I hear footsteps coming closer, oh god, this is it, I'm going to die, huh? But who cares, Katrina is gone, so what's the point? I stare into the brush, wiping away useless tears, waiting for my personal grim reaper. Kellen Mellark steps out from the shadows, a mutt by his side, a rope around it's neck. What? I stare at it, it's fangs bare at me and the mutt lets out a hideous snarl.

"Tinsley?" Kellen asks, staring blankly at me.

I nod and check his hands, he has a bow around his back along with a quiver, filled with brown arrows, wait... Does that mean he didn't kill Katrina? And Alyce? I stare at him, waiting for him to set his dog on me, or raise his bow and shoot, but instead he steps closer, brown eyes shimmering in the pale sunlight.

He raises his bow, the arrow locked into place, and points at me, I look on at him, at least my last sight would be a person, not just pure blackness.

"Kellen have you found any survivors?" a voice calls, his mutt snarls again and I have the urge to close my eyes but I don't I wait patiently for my death.

Suddenly he pulls a dagger from his boot and steps towards the net, beginning to saw quickly, the net gives way and I fall with a thud on the soft grass.

"Take this and run. I'll tell them there wasn't anyone, okay?" he hisses and hands me the dagger. I hesitate then snap it up from his hands. Staring once again into those storm cloud eyes.

I step closer to him and quickly kiss him on the lips, my own kind of thank you. Then turn and sprint off into the forest, leaping behind a thorny bush.

"Kellen," a girl says as she steps into view, it's Cleo.

"Did you find anyone?" she asks, I watch as his eyes twitch from the bush and look at her.

"Nope,"

Recommended Song: The River Flows In You- Yiruma

William Rodes

My eyes snap open, I look to my right, Abigail is lying peacefully, her arms wrapped around the baby, Nick is to my left, sleeping silently, his eyes lightly closed. Santana had managed to revive Abi, but it'd been a close call. We'd found camp in a cave right next to a waterfall, I'd call it pretty if I wasn't fighting for my life.

I look to where Santana should be, but her sleeping bag's empty, leaving a gaping space. I stand up and walk outside, she's perched easily on a black rock, staring out at the falls, the water crashes into the small pool bellow, little flecks flying off and leaving spots of water on the stone.

"Why are you up?" I ask softly, she whirls around, then relaxes when she see's me.

"I'm so worried about her..." she whispers into the dark, I know she's talking about Abigail, there is still a good chase that if we get into a run in with some other tributes, she could die.

"Me too," I respond and take a place next to her on the overlook.

I desperately want to do something, say something that would make her laugh or smile, I like her smile, it makes her seem less... Dangerous. I don't know why suddenly I'm lovestruck by her, maybe it's her fire or maybe it's her sisterly love for her best friend, who is kinda an air head.

Suddenly, I see tears start to fall from her chestnut eyes, small beads that kinda look like diamonds. Without leaving myself time to think, I wipe them away, and pull her close to me. She tries to move away at first, but then allows me to hold her in my arms, I lightly kiss her cheek, and she looks at me, the moonlight pouring down on us.

I hold my breath and wait for what will happen next, she hesitates at first, but then kisses my back, her lips are soft and taste like honey, the wind breezes by tossing her hair everywhere, I open my eye and stare at her.

"Tannny..." Abi mumbles from the cave, Santana breaks away, gives me a small smile, then runs in to check on her friend.

I don't know much about love, damn I hardly know it, but if this isn't I don't know what is...

Authors Note:

These are smaller chapters because all this week I have a cooking class, which since I'm one of the oldest or whatever, I'm a team captain, I have lots of work from this class, and I've been really struggling with the whole Mia thing, so I'm sorry these are a little short, they'll be longer next week, promise.

Valerie Hart

I stare upwards as Trenton and Larkin sprint in, a girls body dangles from the ceiling, crows are picking away at the dead flesh and there's some chunks of body on the ground, even though the face is half mauled off, you can still easily tell who it is. It's Tamara, Alexi's sister. He runs off and through the rickety door of the ice cream parlor. I dare to look up again and almost puke. Turning away quickly I chase after Alexi, he's slouched against the fountain, his face buried in his hands.

I sit down next to him, and sigh. Stupid games. Stupid Gamemakers.

"I'm... Sorry, the Gamemakes are douches," I say, he looks up at me, with bleary eyes, there's a couple tears streaked across his face, and I know how much pain he's in.

"Y-yeah," he manages, I give him a quick hug, which is unusual for me, then we both stand up and walk to where Larkin and Trenton are standing looking a little sick.

"Let's crash for the night in the pub," Trenton suggests, we all silently agree and walk to where the bar is.

I hazily lay my sleeping bag down and crawl soundlessly inside, I'm tired and I still wanna cry, but I stopped because I hate showing that I'm weak, which I'm not.

I drift softly into a dream, darkness raveling around me. (Go to youtube and turn on the song Dreams- Yiruma)

"Come on Val!" Anthony calls. I laugh and chase him into the forest, the lake where we swim waits for us, the morning sunlight shinning down. I giggle and we both tumble down into the water, the icy cold meets me and I shiver. Anthony laughs and lightly punches me.

"Don't wuss out on me Hart," he teases, I splash some water into his eyes and swim quickly away. I stare up at him, my heart beating wildly fast.

"Anthony I..."

"Oh, Valerie, I almost forgot, I'm dating Taylor now!" he exclaims with that crocked smile, my heart sinks, really? Is he teasing me again...?

"Really I'm not kidding! We have a date tonight!" he says, then gives me a hug.

"Thanks for everything Val, you really gave me enough courage to talk to girls," he says, I feel my heart fall into my stomach and I know when I get home I need my razors.

"Valerie," someone breathes, I turn around from my sleeping bag, tears welling up in my eyes, Alexi looks at me curiously, hovering above me.

"W-what d-do you w-want?" I manage to say, tears streaming down my face.

"Are you okay?" he whispers, then softly smiles.

"Y-yeah..." I mutter, and turn away.

I feel his eyes on my back, waiting for me.

"Okay fine, I'm not, what's it to you?" I snarl, the tears keep coming.

"I care about you, so it means something to me when you start sobbing in your sleep," he states, then pulls on my shoulder so I'm facing him.

"Come here," he says, I crawl over to where he's sitting up and lean up against his shoulder. He pulls me closer and then swiftly places his hands on my face kisses where my tears are stuck on my cheek, until they're gone.

I curl up against his chest, I don't like to be lovey with people but I'm gonna die anyway, so who the hell cares what the hell I do. Alexi jerks a bit then settles down, surprised that I let him kiss me.

"My Dad beat my sisters and me up, it was after our mom died, and he kept drinking, just drinking and drinking, I didn't even know why, and when I was 11 it was the worst, one day he came home from the bar or something, and threw Tamara up against the wall and wouldn't stop punching her. He wouldn't stop. I hid Anzhelika from him, but I couldn't hide Tamara, god I feel terrible. Then that one night, when it was storming outside, Dad came home, he grabbed Anzhelika by the collar of her shirt and hit her so hard her nose broke, that's when I snapped, I grabbed the closest thing, which was the fire poker, and hit him in the chest, then I just kept on going. I killed my own father, and I'm glad that son of a bitch is dead," Alexi says, when he stops I feel obliged to say something about myself.

"Everyday at school all the girls would bully me, they'd say I was a bitch cause I was pretty. And then it got worse, they stole my stuff, and actually stole my dog for a day, then returned him with all his fur shaved off. My parents gave up on trying to love me, and so did my brother, one night, after a brutal day, I sliced my wrists open, all along my forearms, and then sat out in the forest and waited to bleed out, Anthony found me and dragged me back to his place and stopped the bleeding. I begged him never to tell anyone, cause I know my parents, they would stuff me in a crazy house for sure. He said he wouldn't and whenever I had a bad day, he'd be there, if he was on a date with that Taylor bitch, I'd just slice my self open and let me bleed until I stopped it myself." I say, out of breath.

The memories come crashing back into me, and I choke out some more sobs, I realize Alexi is crying a little too, so we sit there, highlighted in the moonlight, crying. Somehow I end up finding my way to his lips and kissing him, so we must look like a pair on TV to Panem, a killer and a cutter.

Yay! This was my romantic chapter, lol, except for the sisters thing, but there was still a little love, right? Anywho if your pissed I made your tribute fall in love or whatever with another one, that's too bad, and I'll change it, but I think they're all pretty cute! I'm on a roll here, so if I didn't write yours here, it's probably because I don't have a pairing for them, (or you told me not to) or they already had a POV. Love Peace and waffles you little weirdos!