Thanks again for 100 reviews!

My usual spiel: There are still 5 spots left to those who are interested!

Also if I kill your tribute, I am very sorry. I wish I could keep them all alive!

(Cue moment of silence for 5 unnamed tributes, Victorie and Chance)

I'll kill someone off when someone submits a review. That keeps me from having 22 tributes in the games.

The sequel will be called...something, and it will pop up on my profile a week or so after this is finished.

There may be a third book.

I haven't decided about that, and I'd need your support if I am still undecided by the end of this.

I'm so sad that I have to end this, because this is literally one of my proudest moments, saying that we hit the big 100. Thanks to MonkeyPower435 for being my 100th, of course.

From now on the chapters will be more frequent, I mean, this is my third chapter in less than 2 days- less than one day actually!

(Fiona's POV)

I can't believe what the stylist has done to our games outfit. It's obviously a 'cool stunt' for her in the Capitol, but it may be the reason my District 5 partner and I die. That worries me, because so far into the games, people will try and snipe off others who aren't camouflaged as well.

Our lives, for a publicity stunt.

Our lives, so she could become famous.

Now, I probably won't leave these games as a Victor.

The only thing I will see is a harsh wooden box.

Of course, seven tributes have now taken up permanent residence in that box.

That frightens me, that at least two children here have a insufferable capacity to kill.

Would we fight, if we were equal? Would we become Victors if we couldn't kill?

It's happened before, at least. It happened a few years ago, when the games were less civilised. A career ate poisonous berries and left the underdog to win.

And that underdog was from District 5. But, unfortunately, nobody remembers that victory, nobody remembers her. She got overshadowed by a brutish tribute from the previous Games- he was the one that killed the Careers and worked his way outwards, killing the tributes that ran and hid. I don't want the winner of the games to be someone like that.