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Orion Northcliff

My chest heaves up and down and I raise a hand to my would. I wince as the pressure of my fingertips meets my raw skin. I take a shaky breath and try to ignore the searing pain in my stomach. I pull my hand away from the wound only to find it covered in my own warm blood. I consider trying to move but I know that I am too weak. I lie my head down on the mossy floor of the forest and try to concentrate on something else besides the fatal wound in my stomach.

Earlier that day

I had a good night's sleep, a real luxury in the arena. I prop my head up and observe my surroundings, empty, like they have been for days. I must've picked a really good hiding spot because I haven't seen anyone since the first day. I close my eyes and let the cool breeze whip over my face. The effect is almost calming, an emotion I didn't expect to feel coming into it. I'm not quite sure how many people are left, I've been taking each day at a time and not focusing on the overall. I place a hand on the cool concrete wall of the maze and stand up. I quickly roll up my sleeping bag up and tuck it into one of the bags I stole from the careers. I peek out from behind the sturdy wall of the maze and to my surprise, I see someone, or two someones. It's the district 1 girl Ruby and a boy whose name or district is unknown to me. They appear to be arguing but my hideout is all the way across the meadow from them so I can't be sure. I run a hand through my short sandy hair that is starting to grow longer from the lack of its daily haircut.

I watch as the boy seems to shout something at the girl and walks towards the cornucopia away from her. She stands for only a moment before chasing after him and wrenching him to face her violently. He utters a scream that even I can hear and she growls something in his face. He doesn't look surprised, just angry. He roughly brushes her hand from his back and sets off back into the maze. The girl looks furious now, maybe even a touch of embarrassment. She storms back to camp and throws herself roughly into a folding chair they must have taken from the cornucopia. I watch for at least 20 minutes and realize she must have fallen asleep.

I smirk to myself and dart out from the walls that have become my home to the stash of goodies from the cornucopia. I step carefully past her and onto a pile of assorted foods. I snatch what I think is a pear, but I can't be sure, I've never seen one in real life before. I also grab a small canister of water. I'm about to escape with my stolen goods when I trip over a fallen box and stumble to the ground. I turn in horror and watch as the cruel girl's eyes snap open and fix themselves on me. I crab walk backwards trying to get as much distance between the girl and myself but she seems to have another plan for me.

She rises surprisingly quickly and tears a sword from a back pack next to me and comes at me quickly. Panic fills my chest and I stand up and raise my bow and arrow and aim it at her face. I let an arrow fly and it shoots towards her with a glint of sliver and I think I've gotten her.

At the last second she dodges the quick arrow and continues towards me. I turn now and run back for the maze. I'm almost in the safety zone and into the maze when a burning pain sears through my chest. I look down and see the short dagger slice through the area just below my ribs and fall to the ground. The pain almost causes me to fall but the adrenaline pumping through my body doesn't let me. I'm blinded by the pain as I stagger deeper and deeper into the maze. I think I've lost the girl because I no longer hear footsteps behind me. I'm only in the maze for a matter of minutes before I get out into the forest area which I didn't even know was there. I wander into a thickly wooded area before allowing myself to collapse.

My chest heaves up and down and I raise a hand to my would. I wince as the pressure of my fingertips meets my raw skin. I take a shaky breath and try to ignore the searing pain in my stomach. I pull my hand away from the wound only to find it covered in my own warm blood. I consider trying to move but I know that I am too weak. I lie my head down on the mossy floor of the forest and try to concentrate on something else besides the fatal wound in my stomach. My eyes slowly fold shut and I focus my attention on making sure I'm still breathing.

Ruby Jenkins

UGH! I was so close. Anger courses through me as I continue through the large maze trying to find my way out. Stupid boy. If Glare had never let him into our group this would have never happen. At least he got payback. I think to myself with satisfaction. I can feel the sharp tip of my only remaining dagger prod my lower back where it is hidden. My heavy breathing slows down as I try to follow the path Glare led Zaylie Piston and I down only a few days ago. The turns become more and more familiar as I turn each one on my way through the maze. I come up on the last turn and stick my head outside the walls to check for tributes. Nothing.

I casually walk out of the confining walls of the maze grateful that nothing attack me this time. I decide not to go back to our old camp because surely Piston will go there first and I'm NOT in the mood to have a run in with an immature idiot. I decide instead to climb a nearby tree and wait for my victims to come to me. Scaling the large pine tree is harder than I expected considering the fact that the lower branches are extremely thin. The farther up I climb the branches grow thicker so I am able to crawl more quickly I decide I'm happy where I am so I crawl to the center of the tree when something startles me.

Trixxie Finnegan

The redheaded girl gasps as she sees me and my knife almost tumbling backwards to the ground. She raises her hands up to show me she isn't armed but I don't believe it for a second. I press the knife to her neck with the full intent of killing her. If she dies, all the careers will be gone and I'll have a good chance of winning this. I apply more pressure to the blade and a gurgling sound escapes her throat.

"Stop!" She pleads desperately. "We can help each other." I know it's a desperate plea but the idea of an alliance causes me to momentarily loosen my grip on the blade. I'm caught completely off guard when she reaches into her waist band and removes a small dagger. It happens quickly but I register what is going on just in time to dodge to the side as she lunges for my face with the short bladed weapon. She sticks the tree instead and is now having a problem removing it from the unforgiving pine bark. I take advantage of the situation and kick her in the stomach sending her teetering backwards. She manages to get the knife out of the tree just in time before see falls backwards. She fails for a moment before coming back at me. I shriek and duck again as she makes another attempt at stabbing me. This time she catches the cartilage of my ear which hurts more than I would expect it to. I don't bother to feel the cut, instead I shove her backwards towards the edge of the tree. I'm about to push her off when she surprises me and turns to leap off instead. I feel my knife catch her face just above her eyebrow but she gets away anyways. Damn.

Haden Saen

I don't know what I was thinking. She could wake up at any moment and viciously stab me to stab but something about her face tells me she won't. I feel a little creepy watching her sleep like this but I want to be right there when….and if she wakes up. I pick at my finger nails and nervously tap my foot waiting for her to wake up. The anticipation is killing me and I'm dying to see her eyes open. My heart skips a beat and I think I see her eyes open slightly. I look again. I wasn't mistaken, she's definetly waking up. The first thing she does is raise a shaking hand to her wounded back and then to my face. I sit perfectly still as she runs a smooth hand down the side of my square head. Her eyes narrow in confusion and her brow creases.

"Who are you, where am I? why does my back hurt?" She asks softly.

"My name is Haden, someone stuck you in the back, you're in the hunger games." Realization flashes across her face and her eyes slide closed again.

"Thank you." She whispers so quiet I almost miss.

Just like Meg's last words