A/N: Holy crap the bloodbath is neigh! NEIGH!

Yes, it was a quick update. It's called making up for lost time.

I have all of the deaths listed at the bottom, so if you don't want to be spoiled, don't go down there, and if you do want to be spoiled, or if you can't handle the shock of seeing these people die, go for it. Just know that it's there if you need it.

Oh, umm... sexual references ahead. Beware.


Sapphirina Rosemund (18) POV

District 1 female

My stylist hands me my outfit for the arena, and I squeal with delight and jump up and down.

"Thank you!" I yell. "Thank you thank you thank you!"

My arena outfit is probably the best ever. It consists of a tight pale gold tank top, white short shorts, black and white sneakers and a pale gold belt. It looks so cute, and I can't believe I get to wear it in the arena.

"Each district has a different color," my stylist says. "District one is pale gold, two is gray, three is bright blue, four is teal, five is bright green, six is silver, seven is dark green, eight is orange, nine is yellow, ten is tan, eleven is red and twelve is black."

I'm so excited for this! I get the cutest outfit ever for the best games ever. Nothing can stand in my way.

The automated voice tells me to get onto my metal plate, and after a few seconds, I begin to rise up into the air. Once the arena is in view, I take in my surroundings. It looks like we're on an island, because we're surrounded by beach, then water. Behind me is a desert, with sand dunes and cacti and everything. I try to take in my surroundings, but I'm distracted by an explosion three pedestals to my right. The girl from District 9 has stepped off of her platform.

I'm so wrapped up in that, that I didn't notice the boy from District 3 on the platform directly on my left. The one who was harassing me during training. But now, I don't have Ambrose or Tim to help me. I have to take care of it myself.

"Hey Sapph!" he calls. My heart starts pounding faster. "You look hot in that. Didn't think I'd be able to see that much skin in the arena, damn. Might just get lucky during the games, if you know what I mean." There is no way this is happening. This can't be happening. I glance over at the girl from 9's pedestal and get an idea. I slowly, carefully untie my shoe. "What, am I making you nervous? I could keep you safe, you know. Of course, I'd want something in return." I pull my arm back and start to throw my shoe. "What's your boyfriend gonna think when I bend you over and-"

My sneaker hits his landmine, and not a moment too soon. The boy from District 3 is gone. The second death of the games, and the gong hasn't even gone off. Two deaths in less than a minute.

I look around at the stunned faces of my fellow tributes. I lock eyes with the girl from District 3, and I'm just about to mouth an apology, when she grins and gives me a thumbs up.

"Ladies and gentlemen, let the 226th Hunger Games begin!"


Mason Quartz (18) POV

District 2 male

Robyn fucking killed herself! I needed her, and now I have to take someone else from the bloodbath. I see Jaclyn and Techa standing together and make the split second decision to take Jaclyn. I run to a bag and rummage through it. It doesn't have what I'm looking for, but I sling it over my shoulder anyway. The next bag has an extra pair of socks, so I take them out, put the bag on and sprint to Jaclyn.

Before she can think to react, I stuff the socks in her mouth and toss her over my shoulder and run away from the bloodbath, grabbing a sword and a mace on the way.

I run onto the beach, with her thrashing around wildly. I run for a long time with her like this. I must have run eight to ten miles along the beach until I get to a part of the forest with a clearing and a stream. I set her down and sit on her legs so she can't move, then go through the bags until I find some rope. I tie her wrists together, along with her ankles, then I light a fire. I take the socks out of her mouth.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?!" she screams. "I had allies! Why did it have to be me?"

"Listen," I say, calmly. "I'm gonna go hide behind those rocks and watch you. If a tribute comes to kill you, I'll kill them. In return, I'll keep you safe and give you everything you need to survive."

"Everything?" she asks, suspiciously. In response, I wrap a blanket around her, because the sun is going down. I fill up two water bottles from the bags, and after dropping iodine in them, I give one to her and keep one for myself.

"Hungry?" I ask her. She nods slowly, and I hand her a few crackers and some raisins.

She glares at me while she's eating, but I can understand. I mean, even though I'm feeding her and protecting her, I did take her away from her allies. Still, I did essentially save her from the bloodbath. I'd rather have been captured than killed.

But maybe that's because I'm capable of killing whoever captured me.


Ivy Barker (15) POV

District 7 female

The bloodbath is intense. Two people exploded before the gong even rang. My allies and I made an agreement that Elizabeth and I would go into the bloodbath to get supplies, Fenton would cover us and Noah, James and Felan would get out of the way. Felan evidentally forgot, and got himself killed running for a sickle. Idiot. I get two bags, an axe, some throwing knives and a vest of tomahawks for Fenton and I, and Elizabeth gets the supplies for her, Noah and James since she can hold more.

As I'm running away from the bloodbath, I get the feeling that something wrong is happening. I turn around just in time to see the boy from District 1 throw a spear directly at me. And he never misses. I accept that I'm a goner. I squeeze my eyes shut, but the pain never comes. I open my eyes a fraction, and when I look down, I'm greeted by Leon's corpse at my feet, spear in his stomach. His breaths are short and jagged. I look around, and see that nobody is paying us any attention. I squat down and place a kiss on his forehead. He smiles and sputters one last breath, then his chest stops moving. I close his eyes and run away.

I meet up with Fenton, Elizabeth, James and Noah at the edge of the desert. The Cornucopia is on a beach, and the beach fades into a desert. Now I know why we're all wearing shorts and tank tops. I hand Fenton his bag and knives.

"Where's Felan?" Noah asks. "Did you get his stuff?"

I shake my head. "He ran for a sickle," I say. "The boy from District 4 killed him. Stabbed him in the chest with a trident."

"I lost one of the bags running away," Elizabeth says. She keeps one for herself and hands one to James.

We keep walking away from the Cornucopia until the desert fades into a meadow. There's flowers growing in the grass, a few trees here and there, a small stream running across it, and deer roaming around, keeping their distance. We decide that it's a decent place to camp for today, so we set up sleeping bags and blankets under a tree by the stream. Noah fills up the water bottles. We got four bags, but only two of them had water bottles in them. James goes off in search of some sort of edible plant. I give him a tomahawk in case he needs it. Fenton, Elizabeth and I stay under the tree to discuss strategy and take inventory.

James's bag had a blanket, some matches, a jacket, extra shoelaces, a packet of trail mix and some pepperoni sticks. Elizabeth's had a water bottle, matches, an apple, a granola bar, an extra pair of socks, and a length of rope. She also grabbed four spears and a bow at the cornucopia. My bag had a water bottle, matches, bug spray, some green stuff for camouflage, a hat and a towel. Fenton's had a jacket, a first aid kit, a net, a compass, two walkie talkies and a bottle of sunscreen.

We're faced with the problem of a lack of iodine, so when James and Noah get back, we all split the apple from Elizabeth's bag and the raspberries James found, since it's unsafe to drink unpurified water. I was able to confirm that they weren't poisonous, because I recognized them from working in the forest.

The sun starts to go down, and we stare at the sky for a recap of today's fatalities.


Timothy Porter (16) POV

District 4 male

When the gong rang out, I ran for the Cornucopia to defend it. I stood in the middle of the mouth, so that if someone tried to get something, I'd impale them with my trident. The first person to try to get something was the boy from District 9, and as soon as he was close enough, I threw a trident at his chest. He died immediately.

The next person to approach the Cornucopia was Kalia, from District 10. I start to throw a trident, but she starts to talk before I get the chance.

"Now now, let's not be too hasty," she says. "I helped your ally use a new weapon. And I couldn't help but notice you let the girl from 12 into your pack." She steps closer so her face is inches away from mine. She traces her fingers along my jawline, and her next words are quieter. "Maybe you'd let me join you guys too?"

"Okay," I manage.

I gently push her behind me to keep her alive, but by this time, nobody else is at the Cornucopia. Ambrose, Sapphirina, Jasmin, Star and Lileth trickle in, one by one.

"How'd everyone do?" Jasmin asks. "I haven't gotten anyone yet, but I scouted the arena a little. We'll talk about that later. I threw a knife at the girl from 3, but it landed in her braid."

"The boy from 7," Ambrose says.

"I got the boy from 6," Star informs us. "He grabbed my ass, so I stabbed him." Sapphirina gives her a high five.

"The boy from 9," I tell them. "He was trying to get something, but I killed him before he could."

"I killed the boy from 3!" Sapph says, excitedly.

"I never thought I'd say this," Jasmin says. "But great job, Sapph. That was awesome."

Kalia coughs behind me, and Jasmin startles at the sudden sound.

"Who's the stowaway?" Jasmin demands.

"Erm, I'm Kalia," she says. She twirls a piece of hair between her fingers.

"Oh yeah!" Sapph exclaims. "She helped me with a trident!"

"Did you know that she's a model?" Star asks Jasmin.

"Fucking god, not another one," Jasmin says. "We don't need three."

Before I can do anything, Jasmin launches a tomahawk at Kalia. It lands in the center of her forehead, and she falls backwards.

The cannons begin then. 6 in total. One was for Kalia, one was for the boy I killed, one was the girl that got blown up at the beginning, Sapphirina's kill, Ambrose's kill and Star's kill.

Let the games begin for real.


Ralix Levionne (16) POV

District 11 male

Amina and I both managed to escape the bloodbath unscathed, and with supplies. I got a bag and two hatchets, and Amina got a bag and some throwing knives. My bag had a tarp, some iodine, a sleeping bag, a first aid kit, a spear head and a pair of boots. Amina's had a water bottle, a baton, some popcorn, a flashlight, batteries and an awl. We were pretty set, and we decided to make a camp on the beach, a fair distance away from the Cornucopia.

I spread out the sleeping bag and we both settled on top of it, watching the sky and waiting for the death toll. I put my arm around her, and she rests her head on my shoulder. The first person to appear in the sky is the boy from District 3. No surprise there; we all saw him die. After him was the boys from 6 and 7, both from 9 and the girl from 10.

When the anthem is over, neither of us is tired, so I throw a piece of popcorn at her, and she catches it in her mouth. We do this for a while until Amina yawns, so I tell her I'll take first watch. She gets into the sleeping bag and I sit on the sand by her head. I let her sleep for a few hours, and amuse myself by sharpening the spear head. We'll find a water source tomorrow while we're both awake.

I can't believe Mare is dead. I can't believe he's dead because of me. I must have underestimated where I cut him, I was sure he would only be unconscious. Apparently not.

I'm also worried about Coy, Tivel and Ryland. What if the Peacekeepers find out it was me? They wouldn't punish my siblings, would they? And how are they doing in terms of money? The contents of Mare's wallet won't last them forever. What will they do for food? Coy can't start to work in the fields for another 4 months, so they won't have money until then... Unless I win.

And my parents. They're in prison, but surely they know I'm a tribute. They haven't seen me since I was 12, but I can't say I look too different, and I still have the same name. And the Hunger Games are mandatory viewing for all of Panem... Right?

I wake Amina up around three in the morning, and she seems happy to have a turn to watch. I never realized how boring it was to just sit in one place for an extended period of time.


Techa Pixel (12) POV

District 3 female

This is probably the worst day of my life. During the bloodbath, I saw one of my allies literally explode, and the other was kidnapped. Fan-freaking-tastic. The girl from District 2 threw a knife at my head, but it miraculously lodged itself in my hair, so I managed to get away from the bloodbath with a bag and a knife. When I got a ways into the desert, I went through my bag and found a full water bottle, some iodine, a packet of beef jerky, a sleeping bag, a large coil of wire and a dagger. Not too bad; I've got food, water and warmth.

I take cover behind a sand dune to sleep, but the images of Robyn blowing up and Jaclyn gagged and thrown over Mason's shoulder make it hard to drift off.

When I finally do sleep, every little noise wakes me; the howling wind, a tumble weed crashing past my sleeping bag, and most terrifyingly, a rattlesnake, which I quickly killed with my knife.

Thanks for trying to kill me, Jasmin.


A/N: And now for the depressing part... The kill/death list and eulogies.

William Dye: District 3 male, 14 Y/O- Killed by Sapphirina's shoe.

Ha! You little shit! I was so looking forward to writing your death.

Michael Gilson: District 6 male, 13 Y/O- Killed by Star's dagger.

So originally, before I got Will's submission, you were going to be the tribute that everyone hated because he was a douche. Then I got Will's submission, and you weren't looking too bad in comparison. But still, you were made to be a bloodbath, and I tried so hard to make people dislike you.

Leon Fiend: District 7 male, 17 Y/O- Killed by Ambrose's spear.

As soon as I had Ivy and your forms, I knew that this would be how and when and why you died. I never saw a serious relationship between the two of you like I do with Ralix and Amina, but you were still cute to write for. You were one of my personal favorites, but I don't regret killing you in this way.

Robyn Kramer: District 9 female, 14 Y/O- Killed by her land mine.

As soon as I read "Short term memory loss" on your application, I knew that this was going to be your death. Actually, that's a damn lie, that idea took me a while, and I was originally going to kill Fenton instead of you. You died in this way, to give way to Sapphirina getting her idea of how to kill Will, and it's just perfection.

Felan Hirdler: District 9 male, 15 Y/O- Killed by Timothy's trident.

*Sigh* Felan, Felan, Felan. I grew to really like you, and I know the readers did too, but you were submitted as a bloodbath, and there's really no way around that. You should've ran away, bro.

Kalia Uloda: District 10 female, 18 Y/O- Killed by Jasmin's tomahawk.

Honestly, it was you or Sapphirina. I know a lot of reviewers are going to be like "It should have been Sapphirina!" but Sapph had more votes on the poll, and I have plans for her.

Sorry if your tribute was killed in the bloodbath, and I hope that you'll continue reading. If I killed your tribute and they weren't submitted as a bloodbath... It would have been a very dull bloodbath if only Will, Michael and Felan died.

Questions! (Finally)

1) Which death saddened you the most?

2) How do you feel about finally knowing Mason's plan?

3) Who are you rooting for (other than your tribute(s))?

4) If you could save a bloodbath and kill someone who is still around, who would you choose?

There's an updated poll to take into account the people that died in the bloodbath, so you can vote again.

-Make the day special!