A/N: Alright I am finally prepared for this chapter *sniffle* I am about to kill off one of my favourite characters, I know, I know as an author I'm not supposed to have favourites and blah, blah, blah.

Well you guys try writing about 24 kids and not having favourites!

Anyway, keep reading and enjoy!

Ashur Cherice (District 12) POV)

I look down and realize my hands are shaking. My mind feels numb and I can't seem to move, my brain is unable to comprehend what I had just seen. It was Clover and she had been standing in the very place I am now in, but she isn't there anymore. I had chased her for what could have been hours, yet she seemed to disappear just before I could reach her.

I know what I had seen must have been some crazy hallucination that the Capital had unleashed on me but I still feel cold, chilled to the bone. How could the Capital know about Clover, sure they keep tabs on every district citizen, even the lowly District 12 must have spies and means of getting information. But they matched her laugh, her smile, and her scream. The scream that i had heard as I rounded this very corner. Clover was nowhere to be found, but that doesn't shake the feeling that she had been there.

Suddenly I hear a soft thud of a soft shoe hitting metal and I realize why they had sent Clover. They had used the one thing I hold dearest to me against me just so they could see a good fight. It must be someone pretty tough if they went to all that trouble of bringing us together. I take a ready stance with my feet slightly apart and my stronger foot, my right, in front of my left, ready to attack.

Never have I felt relief like this when I saw KC round that corner. She looked just as I had remembered her, just slightly more unkempt and she looked like she hadn't slept in days, which she probably hasn't. She only just looks up and her face brightens, bringing back my sister. Then suddenly something hits me, why would the Gamemakers go to all this trouble to reunite two lost siblings, that seems oddly out of character.

Then I realize it, the fight. The final night KC and I had spent in the Training Centre we had fought, I insisted that she join my alliance and she insisted that being in an alliance would be the thing that go me killed. The volume had raised and our arguments escalated, it became physical and I still have the bruise on my neck to prove it.

They want us to fight, they think there would be nothing more entertaining than for two hate-filled siblings to fight to the death. Well joke's on them, shows how observant they are.

KC and I have our fights, but deep down we are a team and we are going to win this.

Acerbumdulce Atom (District 13)

"Hold still," I tell Inva for what feels like the hundredth time, "I told you it would take a while."

"We have been at this for hours," she says with a small smile, "we're running out of food and we have to get moving, here give me the chisel."

Running out of food? Then I remembered, Beta had only given me one backpack, enough to last me about a week or two but between the two of us it was going fast. Slowly I rise to my feet and by the look Inva gives me I can tell that she knows exactly where I'm headed.

"Sit," she says with warning in her voice, "let me worry about the food later."

But there might not be a later, I realize this and so she must know this as well. Any moment we could be attacked and forced to run, I know the direction of our only known food supply and if we start moving I don't think we will ever find it again. I ignore her pleads for me to stay and start my feet towards the left hallway, the way to the Careers camp.

Betaplus Atom (District 13) POV

Tensions are rising in the Career Pack. Two of us are missing and one, Jasper from 1, was found dead when I woke up from whatever had knocked us out earlier today. Kimbra awoke after me and she has been giving me suspicious glances every time I look at her, she thinks I killed Jasper.

Personally I believe his sister killed him, she has been gone for a long time and when we saw that Avan had died we all assumed she was the culprit, who else would be able to take on someone from District 2? When we all woke up from the pleasant "sleep" we also found that the creepy guy Felis from 5 was missing. I guess he decided to start the Career split early this year and I can't blame him, seems like we're dropping like flies and right now only Kimbra, Junonia, and myself remain at camp.

Junonia hasn't been much help in this situation either, she keeps on insisting we go out hunting and Kimbra and I have to remind her that no one from the Careers had left and came back. The nice part is that in here no one bugs us, the last visitor we had was Dulce and nobody except me even knows she was here.

Reluctantly I decide that I need to sleep, I had been hesitant to with me being the only guy left and having Kimbra being so suspicious of me but I have to face the facts, I'm exhausted. I lay down against the metal Cornucopia and close my eyes, I squeeze the grip of the spear I hold tightly with both hands. There's no way I am going to sleep unarmed.

I am unsure how long I was out until I am roughly shaken awake by Kimbra. Rubbing my eyes I get to my feet to face her. I stand a good foot taller than her but yet I still know she could easily take me in a fight. She reaches up and grabs my shoulders before spinning around, a smug smile plastered on her face.

A lump catches in my throat when my gaze falls upon the sight now in my field of vision. Junonia is holding a shaking, crying Dulce by the fabric of her collar.

"Look who we found sneaking around in our supplies," Junonia drawls to me before getting in Dulce's tiny face, "you do know what we do to trespassers, don't you?"

I can see the muscles of her fragile frame tighten and her eyes plead to me, I can't let them kill her. I can't, but it's not my decision to make so I swallow my fear and turn away from my sister to face Kimbra.

"What'd you wake me up for?" I do my best to sound like the confident, self-assured character I have learned to play, "seems like you have this under control."

"Figured since she's your sister, we'd let you do the deed," she smiles and shoves a spear into my hands and I stumble backwards a step before regaining my balance. Slowly I turn body back to my ally who is now holding my crying sister closer to me, closer to me and the lethal weapon I am now holding.

I don't have to do this, I don't have to do this. I could turn around right now and kill Kimbra before Junonia even has a chance to blink, it would be so simple and yet I know I couldn't do it. Kimbra I know is a trained Career, Junonia I am unsure of but it is also very possible she has trained as well. I could possibly take down one but it would take the other only seconds to take out both me and Dulce.

Looking into Junonia's eyes I can tell that she doesn't think I'll do it, already her hand is hovering above the variety of knives that are loosely attached at her belt, ready for battle at the drop of a hat. She doesn't need them though, and before I can put any more thought into it I force the sword through the beating heart of my poor, defenceless sister.

A cannon sounds and immediately Junonia releases the grip on her shirt and Dulce drops to the ground with her blue-green eyes stare up at me before they glaze over. Her fragile little body lay crumpled on the ground, her thin orange hair is a mess of tangles and strands lay still over her stone cold face.

Junonia and Kimbra return to their lounging spots and Kimbra shouts that it's my turn on watch duty. Fine with me I wouldn't be able to sleep anyway.

Halidry Davies (District 4) POV

The playing of the Panem anthem jolts me awake and I crane my neck to look at the starry wky which is now filled with the image of the Capital seal, featuring the wings of an eagle. I thought wings were supposed to signify freedom? That's a joke, no one in Panem is free, not really, the only ones who are truly free are the ones who's faces are displayed in the sky.

The first picture I see is the strong, confident face of Jasper Hart, male tribute from District 1. What could have happened that he ended up dead, who or what killed him, whatever it is I hope it doesn't come for me next.

Next is a girl I barely recognize but I somehow know her name, Noa Kippa of District 6. Her face isn't familiar to me but still I feel a pang of sadness because she looks to be about the same age as Jun.

Another face is shown, this one the District 9 male, Ren Miller. He always did scare me, ever since I saw him at the Reapings, his rat-like face just doesn't sit well with me. My stomach begins to turn until finally the image changes.

I recognize the bright orange hair and freckled face of the twelve year old from District 13, Acerbumdulce Atom. This death hits home with me, she is only my age and now she's dead. It could just as easily have been my image displayed in the starry sky. Tomorrow I could be next.

Death List

Jasper Hart: while knocked out, throat sliced by Felis Silver (D5)

Jade Hart:

Avan Talie: knife thrown into forehead by Oakley Evergreen (D7)

Kimbra Talie:

Tect Brandt: dagger thrown into his throat by Harlas Silk (D8)

Inva Brandt :

Halidry Davies :

Junonia Davies :

Felis Silver :

Felidae Silver : BB- sword slit throat by Jasper Hart (D1)

Zuriel Kippa: BB- stabbed in the chest by Avan Talie (D2)

Noa Kippa: devoured by a mutt made to look like Zuriel

Oakley Evergreen:

Elmlynn Evergreen: BB- continuously stabbed by Kimbra Talie (D2)

Harlas Silk:

Cindel Silk: BB- knife thrown into chest by Junonia Davies (D4)

Ren Miller: tortured with an arrow by Fala Miller (D9)

Fala Miller:

Cedar Tae: BB- sword sliced his back by Jasper Hart (D1)

Rosalind Moon:

Glade Rugrove: BB- stabbed by Betaplus Atom (D13)

Tinder Rugrove: BB- stabbed with knife in stomach by Avan Talie (D2)

Ashur Cherice:

Kennedia Cherice:

Betaplus Atom:

Acerbumdulce Atom: speared through the heart by Betaplus Atom (D13)

A/N: I actually cried writing this death, Dulce just grew on me from the moment I read her tribute form but I had to kill her off because sadly, 12 year olds don't win :'(

Now for her obituary D:

Dulce: From your first appearance at the reaping my readers fell in live with you, just as I did while I wrote in your character. In training you made a friend and helped her to get through the Games preparations. You lost that friend and ultimately you were left to fend for yourself. When you got into another alliance with Tect and Inva you were determined not to let them end up like Tinder, you sacrificed everything you had, including your life, to protect you allies. You are truly one of the bravest, sweetest characters I have ever written. Sadly though you were far too trusting of your brother and ultimately too naive to be able to survive these cruel Games, good bye little sweetie and RIP

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