Persephone Frostine, 12, District 6 Female

I cannot believe my luck.

If I wasn't with Decimal, Zeus, Robin and Atlas, I'd probably have died of dehydration or starvation by now, but we have had two sponsor gifts!

I remember the moment when we opened our largest one that we got yesterday. We were dancing around the box of egg tarts, soy milk and electric stuff, well, an action as similar to dancing that we could manage in our dark, somewhat cramped room.

I went to bed happy that night, while Decimal and Zeus tinkered with the stuff we were sent. I would have helped them, but I know nothing about building circuits and the like. Plus, they said what they were building was a surprise.

We're eating half an egg tart each and a sip of soy milk for breakfast. Zeus and Decimal are smiling. I am too, but I think they're smiling because of what they made.

"Well, are you ready, Perse?", asks Decimal.

"Definitely," I reply, "I can't wait to see what it is!"

"Neither can I," adds Zeus, "Decimal and I worked on different projects last night. Knowing her, it's likely that this stuff will be mindblowing."

"Thanks!", she replies, blushing, and holds out a long device, "Here's what I made. It's a device that shoots small but deadly bolts of electricity at a target."

"That is seriously awesome," comments Zeus, revealing two thicker and shorter devices, "This thing here is just a normal taser, and this one is my personal favourite. It shoots little electrified pieces of computer chips, and if my calculations are correct, it'll stick to their body, and electrocute them. I've got about fifteen pieces of ammunition in my pocket."

"That's really amazing!", I say, "How do you Threes do it?"

"We take a class at school every few weeks to learn to build stuff like this," Decimal replies, "They say it's a class to help us build computers in the future, but it's really for the Games."

The next few events leave me more surprised than ever. Zeus hands me the taser, saying that of the three weapons, that was the easiest to wield. I didn't think I'd get a chance to use any weapon. Then, something I'd never expected in my wildest dreams happened, Decimal kissed Zeus. On the lips.

I think that left all of us shell-shocked. What is even the word for ending a kiss? Whatever it is, Decimal did that, and all three of us were quiet for a few seconds, mouths agape.

"Wha...why...I..?", stammered a different Zeus from the cool, calm one I met at the training centre.

"I..I..I," Decimal seems to be having the same trouble, "I...I've wanted to do that for a while."

"Me too," he replied softly, "I...wow. I've sort of, kind of, had a crush on you for the longest time, and now...now, I can't find the words, but that...that was amazing. Decimal.."

They held hands, and, by some sort of unspoken word, we all knew what to do. We grabbed our bags, and left our dark hole for good, walking into the sunlight outside.

Jett LeBrilliant, 18, District 1 Male

"Desperate for Attention," says Eridan, using his hypocritical nickname for Mindy, "what on earth are you doing? Of course, I'm not surprised, your brain is the size of a sesame seed, but even someone as dumb as you should know that knives are for killing, not sticking in the ground."

"Weapons 101 with Professor Medea," scoffs Velvet.

"Rather, you're the dumb ones," she replied, "During training, I thought of an amazing idea. A hole, with blades of all sorts sticking out. Someone trips, they fall into the hole, and we have loads of blood and another kill on our hands. I didn't have enough knives, so I had to improvise."

"Hey, my chakrams!", exclaimed Velvet, noticing her weapons in the pit, "I sleep with them under my sleeping bag, and I'm a very light sleeper! How did you even get them?"

Soon, we all notice our weapons in the pit. My spear, Eridan's katana, and Natalie's flail. Mindy even managed to stick Gemma's arrows so that the heads face up! How is that even possible?

We grab them, but leave Mindy's knives. I don't really want to mess with her more, she already killed Dylan, and I thought he'd make it farther than that.

"Fine, be that way," the murderess replies, "Your loss."

"Hunting today?", asks Gemma.

"Of course," Eridan says, "I wouldn't please darling Feferi if we didn't."

"I'm still confused," says Velvet, "Who is this person?"

Natalie whispers in Velvet's ear, and the red-haired chakram-wielder rolls her eyes. I pick up my pear from the ground, and put a final piece of jerky in my mouth before jumping up with the rest of the pack, and marching across one of the bridges connecting the Cornucopia island to the arena outside. I consider pushing Eridan in, but I I know it'll be back to bite me later.

We decide to go the way we did yesterday, to the maze. We're going to hunt down the 7-Eleven alliance. Soon, we get to the rainbow labyrinth, but there's one problem.

The blade is gone.

Taylor Blackett, 17, District 7 Male

"Are you sure that this is a good idea?"

"Cyan, ever since you got into the Games, you've thought everything was a bad idea," I reply, "We'll be fine!"

"But these are the Careers!", he protests, "And their Cornucopia!"

"Who said it was theirs anyway?", I respond with a grin, "Remember in the first Games, Maddie Forrest from Twelve was the queen of the Cornucopia! Granted, only a few people ran in, but still! I don't think the Capitol has made a rule saying that all trained tributes are given it when they're thrown in here. Besides, we need the stuff."

"I guess," he sighs, "Let's get this over with."

I don't know what's up with him. During training he seemed really cool, cool enough to make me join his group, even if annoying Nelly was in it. He had really good ideas, and was a million times better than my district partner, who I was somehow obligated to ally with just because we're from the same place. Screw district pride, I needed to win this, and Nelly was only going to hinder me. Cyan was actually going to help.

I run in onto the ground, which I now notice is covered in some sort of purple dirt, and pluck one, two, three apples off the top of a crate. I toss them to Cyan with a smirk. I find a brass saucepan hidden under a bunch of axes, and I start collecting small things, and throwing them in there. Purple candy, iodine tablets. small knives, even some bandages so that grumpy doctor can perk up a little. I walk out, and give the saucepan to him.

I run in, more confident now, and I find myself in the air, a pain in my foot. Cyan is yelling, and I'm down on the ground, pain racing through my body, and my vision turning red. I feel my blood leaking out of my body, and I find it harder and harder to keep my eyes open. Sorry, Jade. This was a dumb death.

Gemma LeBrilliant, 18, District 1 Female

BOOM!

Okay, what happened?

Well, I know what happened, obviously, I'm just confused. Mindy made a knife pit, which is dumb even for her, and then our marker is gone from the front of the maze? I mean, it probably wasn't the best idea to just leave a weapon out in the open, but still. And someone died. That's good.

I don't remember seeing the little Ten girl at the bloodbath, so she might have stolen it because she had nothing, or maybe it was 7-Eleven, they've caused enough mischief already. I doubt it was the alliance with the little kids, they wouldn't dare to get this close to us. I don't think there are any other alliances. Maybe it was the Gamemakers.

Eridan, Mindy, Natalie and Velvet go into the maze, sending me and Jett back to the Cornucopia. I think that's a good thing. Jett and I haven't talked privately in ages, and we need a good plan for the next few days.

My mentors told me the pack will split up around this time, which is why I've taken to taking one of the larger backpacks with food, water and other supplies along with my bow and my quiver whenever I leave the Cornucopia, unlike the others, who rarely take more than a water bottle with their weapons when we go hunting. They scoff at me, but I know their carelessness will be their downfall.

"So, Gemma," Jett says, "I know what you're thinking."

"That it's weird to conform to far-fetched psychic twins stereotypes?"

"No," he replied, confused, "That we need to leave the pack."

"Of course," he said, "It's obvious to me anyway why you carry that huge backpack around the whole time. Anyway, it's getting too dangerous, I have a feeling Natalie and Velvet are planning something bad, and Eridan and Mindy could lash out and kill us any second."

"But we can't just leave," I protest, "You know we don't want to become Serenas Two and Three!"

"Exactly," Jett says, "We should leave probably the day after tomorrow, I can suspect that some blood is about to be shed."

"Yeah."

We walk back, and carefully cross the bridge connecting the Cornucopia to the arena, one of us getting an acid bath will not help our plan. Jett sits on a crate, and chews on a cracker. He jumps up after seemingly not long, and grabs a dark green backpack and starts to fill it. Two water bottles, three packets of jerky, two sleeves of crackers, two apples, a blanket, a canteen, and some iodine. He stuffs it under the crate, and encourages me to do the same.

"We're more than ready, " he says, "Now all we need to do is wait."

It's then we notice something chilling. A large stick at the edge of Mindy's pit. Red stains in the bottom. Someone tripped, and Mindy Deseprationis unwittingly added to her kill list. If even her failures are deadly, then I don't want to see her successes.

Cyan Crosser, 18, District 11 Male

No. No. No. No. No.

Taylor died. There was so, so, much blood. Why? I'm a doctor! I should have saved him. He was bleeding. I had bandages, it would have been easy, so why isn't he here? Why?

I thought I was a good person, a good doctor, but someone I knew, probably one of my best friends, died on my watch. It was just two people I needed to protect. Nelly got dismembered, Taylor, Taylor, what happened to Taylor?

I know what happened to Taylor. Why did it happen to Taylor? He tripped, and he fell, and, and, and…he's dead now, but why? Even the little Six girl is alive. Even the little Ten girl is alive. Heck, I see her running off with a dagger and an apple that I'm positive Taylor took out of the Cornucopia. I can't be bothered to kill her. I've had one death on my hands today.

I take a deep breath. Everyone was meant to die in the Hunger Games. Taylor was just one of the people caught up in it. I have to move on, I have to cheer up. I know my mentors and escort and prep team, heck, even the kids back in Eleven getting cut by the machinery, they need me back.

I spy a little round purple piece of candy in the saucepan. That'll cheer me up easily. I unwrap it, and pop it into my mouth. For a few seconds, I taste the sweetness of it, but that was only for a little bit.

My bones feel weaker and weaker. I guess it's just the events setting in. I'm tired, and I have to get rest if I want to win. I close my eyes, and I smile at the thought of taking this home for my district.

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BOOM!

And another completed chapter! What were everyone's thoughts on the tributes? Is Zecimal the OTP to end all OTPS? Are Jett and Gemma shaping up to be the next Serena and Dylan? Are Natalie and Velvet's plans screwed up? Who. Will. Win?

Also, I have a few very important announcements! On the days in which there are no deaths or other significant events, people outside the Arena will have POVs, like in chapter 24. Also, the Top 8 Interviews will be like the Pre-Games interviews in format, which will be pretty cool.

My next SYOT is officially closed for tributes, thank you for a bunch of amazing characters! There should be another prologue up soon. You may also submit escorts, stylists, and Capitolites, as everyone gets a POV eventually!

Now, to our newest corpses:

13th Place: Taylor Blackett, D7M, Tripped into Mindy's Pit Of Doom

Taylor! You were the first submission I got for this SYOT, and you were pretty darn awesome, even though my writing for your first POV wasn't. You could have easily won, but I had other plans for victor. Rest in peace Taylor, and thanks to calebbeers21 for submitting Taylor. Are you still reading?

12th Place: Cyan Crosser, D11M, Inadvertently poisoned by Natalie and Velvet

Cyan, you were amazing. I loved your backstory, and you were a really great character overall. I adored your job as a medic, and I'm sad you had to die. Thank you 101romansoldier for submitting this cool tribute!

As always, thank you all for following Moon Skies!