A/N: Hey guys. It's been a while... Sowwy. Anyway, we are quickly approaching the end of the Games, so remember to vote on who you want to be in the final 2. Also, I'm going to start doing a Spotlight Story every time I update. Today's Spotlight Story is Temporary by Lulubell2495. Temporary is a story about Prim taking responsibility for Katniss's bad relationship with their mother. Prim thinks that if she volunteers for the Hunger Games, it will bring her mother and sister closer together, so when Madge Undersee is called, Prim volunteers. Rated T because it's the Hunger Games. Also, check out my other two stories called Forbidden and Secrets Worth My Time.

James POV

Me, Chris and Luke are squatting in a bunch of bushes, yards away from the Cornucopia. I gave all the backpacks to Chris, because Luke was going to run out to grab ours and I needed to be able to go in and fight at a moment's notice. Both of us had four knives tucked into our belts, but other than that, had nothing on us. After about 20 minutes of uncomfortable silent squatting, ten parachutes fell from an invisible hovercraft. The parachutes were labeled D2M, D2F, D4M, D4F, D5M, D5F, D6M, D7M, D10F and D11M. That means the prissy girl from 1 died earlier. She lasted longer than I thought she would. Both from 2 and 4, the girl from 5, Chris's and my bags were all large, Luke's and the male from 5's were mid-sized and the girl from 10's was incredibly small. I remember her having a 1 in training.

Just as I'm about to push Luke out of the bushes to grab our bags, two things happen within a second of each other. First, the girl from 10, the aforementioned one that got a 1- runs out from the ancient city. A split second later, the girl from 2 and the guy from 4 run out of the forest and start shooting weapons at her. The girl is throwing knives and the male, spears. 10 dodges all of them with remarkable finesse. 10 runs to her bag and slides it over her shoulder, that's how small it is. She then goes to the District 5 bags and straps the male's to her back. She opens the girl's and pulls out two throwing knives and throws them at the Careers. The first one sinks into the calf of the girl from 2 and the second one pierces the wrist of the male from 4. 10 adjusts the bags and runs off, back into the city.

While the Careers are recuperating, I take the opportunity to shove Luke towards the table. He sprints up to the table and grabs all 3 bags without being noticed by the Careers. I'm cheering inside. He won't even come out injured! Just as I'm sure he's about to come back to us, he yells at the top of his lungs "Hey ugly!" The Careers look up, furious. "Yeah, I'm talking to you! Are you so stupid that you didn't notice me running out? Come fight me! Be a man!"

"I think I will!" Yells the boy. He grabs his spear and runs to Luke. I get down on one knee and start throwing knives. I throw one and it misses the boy entirely because he was running. I throw my second one and it sails a few inches away from his head. My third knife manages to skim his ear and he howls, clearly in more pain that I thought necessary. Maybe I opened up an old wound? I take a deep breath and throw my last knife. Miss. I look at Chris, silently asking if he has any more. He shakes his head. I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. I look back to the feast in time to see the boy from 4 plunge his spear into Luke's stomach, before taking our bags. He runs off into the forest, probably to drop them with the other Careers and without thinking, I run after him. That was our supplies! Just as I'm catching up to the male, the girl from 2 lets a knife fly. I feel pain in my chest and wonder if this is how McKenzi felt.

Boom
Boom

Sianna POV

I killed the boy from 11. Even though this is what I've been trained to do, I still can't believe I actually did it. I just sent the knife flying, no hesitation, and no regrets either. But I'm a Career, and with an 11 in training no less. I can't show any weakness.

Instead, I show my annoyance. Aiden had the wonderful idea-note my sarcasm- to take the supply bags of 3 other tributes. Normally, I'd be cool with robbing an entire alliance of their supplies, but their plan stuck us with 92 water bottles, 18 bags of trail mix, 8 packs of beef jerkey, 2 pizzas, 20 chicken wings, 20 pieces of celery, 2 containers of ranch dressing, 2 pots of lamb stew, 2 racks of ribs, 2 bowls of rice, a ton of grilled vegetables, 40 rolls, goat cheese and fruit. And that was just food! We can't forget about the extra 9 hatchets and 36 throwing knives. And all of the useless shit from Districts 6, 7 and 11. What are we going to do with pictures? Well, in all fairness, they made great kindling for our fire.

We made our camp only yards away from where the feast took place, simply because we couldn't carry all of the supplies at once. We're extremely exposed, and, honestly, I'm terrified that we'll be found. I mean, we have a lot of weapons, but at this point, all of the tributes left are just as strong as us. It's not fair! We worked our whole lives for this, only to be upstaged by a fifteen year old from 5 and her 14 year old sidekick who got a 1 for fuck's sake.

I have to admit, I was surprised that the girl from 10 could throw with such accuracy. She hit me in the leg and it hurts badly. It wasn't just Why-Look-At-That-I've-Been-Stabbed-Pain. The skin around the cut had turned a sickening purple, and it was hot to the touch. I tried pouring some water over it, but it made me hiss in pain. I dropped iodine over it and the pain was enough to make me vomit.

The rest of my alliance regarded me as if I was a bit odd, and who could blame them? Aiden had a wound from the same girl and he wasn't having any of the same side affects as me. When he was back to throwing spears with his injured hand, I was curled in fetal position in a sleeping bag, pitifully gnawing a roll. Ethan is sitting cross-legged by my head, stroking my hair. I look up at him with wide eyes.

"Water?" I whisper. Ethan hurries to a bag to get me a water bottle. I make a split second decision in his absence. Whatever is different about this injury makes it unbearable to hold on anymore. So I close my eyes and just let go.

Alicia POV

As soon as the male from 6-Luke, I think- ran out, I was thankful for him saving Margaret's life. If it wasn't for him, one of the Careers could have killed Margaret and taken our supplies. We really need this food.

After Margaret came back to the ancient city, Sam thought it would be a good idea to go into the forest. That's where we know the Careers were, so there's a better chance of us being able to take them out from there. I'm fairly certain that Margaret could kill the girl from District 2, I could kill her district partner and the girl from 7 and Sam or I could kill the boys from 6, 7 and 11 if we really wanted to. Aiden is the real problem.

After we've been hiking in the forest for a while, we come to a clearing and decide to make camp there. Sam spreads out a blanket for us to sit on. The clearing was lacking in grass, unlike the rest of the forest. We emptied out all of our supplies so we could organize it. We wrapped our 10 poisonous knives in one of my socks-we didn't want to risk contamination. We were one poison knife short because one of them lied in the leg of the girl from 2. We put our 11 old knives along with the 9 knives we got at the feast and our 9 short swords in the same bag with my arrows and the forks that Sam found. We propped the bow against this bag.

Our next bag was for our water bottles. We had two from the bloodbath and got 16 more at the feast, so we put the water bottles in a bag of their own. It occurs to me that the Gamemakers were really generous with food, water and weapons. They probably don't want anyone dying from the elements and this was their way of ensuring more fights. While we're putting together our food bags, I notice something.

"Guys, the food isn't just based on quantity," I say. "It's quality as well. Margaret, you only got a 1 and you got a stale roll in your bag for food. Sam, you got a six in training and you got six packs of popcorn. I got a nine and I got nine bags of trail mix. Some of them even have chocolate in them."

"The highest scores get the best food," Margaret says, understanding.

"You gotta winder how the Careers made out," Sam says, wistfully. "Sianna and Aiden got elevens." My mouth waters just thinking about warm Capitol food that we were eating not even a week ago.

"Can you imagine if my district partner was still alive?" Margaret asks. She wasn't at all bothered by the fact that I killed him. I wasn't either. Kill or be killed. "He got a 12."

I go back to sorting and try not to think about ribs. Our food bag contains six packs of popcorn, nine bags of trail mix, a few cans of food, the poison berries and a squirrel I shot earlier. We were so hungry after talking about Capitol food that we split Margaret's roll.

All that was left was our tokens and the soaps that Sam found in one of the buildings. We decided that they would share a bag, since we only had one more. When we looked through our tokens, we discovered that they were sent directly from our families.

Margaret was sent a small picture of a woman in her twenties with Margaret's red hair and green eyes. She was smiling, but there was something in her eyes that wasn't quite right. On the back of the picture, someone had written Stay Strong. I asked her who it was and she said it was her great aunt Annie.

Sam also had a small picture of a girl. She had blonde hair, hazel eyes and looked about my age, so I guessed her to be his girlfriend. His next token was a small red ball that was really squishy. I was really curious about this, but I didn't ask. His third token was a picture of his family; his parents, him and 2 sisters. His fourth token was a watch, and his fifth was a small, square piece of white cloth. His last gift was a small plastic jar filled with baby teeth.

I took a deep breath and started going through my things. The first was yet another photograph of my four best friends Holly, Emma, Rosie and Cecelia. They were making weird faces at the camera and I couldn't help but giggle. Since when do I giggle? My next token was the heart shaped locket that my mom always wore. It was a present from my dad from when he got a promotion at work. My third token was my favorite. A piece of pink construction paper folded in half. On the front, written in orange was Come Home Soon Sissy and on the inside was Lov, Ashley. It made me cry, just a little. My fourth, fifth, sixth and seventh tokens were the four stuffed animals that I've been sleeping with since I was a toddler. They were a dog named Woof, a cat named Meow, a duck named Quack and a mouse called Squeak. Give me a break, I was 2. My next token was another family photo, my parents, by brother and my baby sister. It was taken a week after Ashley was born. My last token was a pacifier on a string. I'm guessing it was mine. I put it around my neck and tuck the pacifier under my shirt.

The anthem plays and we sit on the blanket to watch. I heard four total cannons today. I know the boy from 6 died, but I'm not sure who else. I know Margaret hit Sianna in the leg with a poisoned knife and Aiden in the wrist with a normal one. Maybe Sianna died? The first face that appears is the girl from 1. This makes me really happy because she was pretty powerful. I'm also elated at Sianna's face. I'm upset when Luke's face is next. He died and saved Margaret. I feel better when James's face comes up next. He was the biggest competition outside of the Careers.

Eulogies

Sianna- Even though you were a Capitol spy that was using Ethan (everyone seems to forget about that) I really loved your character. You had a lot of personality and attitude, and even though you were probably one of the most bloodthirsty ones in the arena, you were still compassionate.

Luke- Ah, I love indirect suicide. You knew you were going to die, so you went out in style and basically guaranteed that the person who killed your girlfriend doesn't win. I don't care what anyone else says: You were freaking boss.

James- You see, what had happened was... At the beginning, I tried to like you. I gave you a little sister, I made you like Melody. I wanted you to have alliances, and I realized that this was the only way out for you. Rest in Peace. *Three Finger Salute*

P.S. You were based on Thresh. I can't believe you guys missed that.

The Fallen

Ruby Debsberg- District 1 female

Jared Nilsen- District 1 male

Sianna Connard- District 2 female

Elizabeth Perry- District 3 female

Arthur Watts- District 3 male

McKenzi Phelps- District 6 female

Luke Franklin- District 6 male

Rose Klappe- District 7 female

Natalie Quimby- District 8 female

Jake Quimby- District 8 male

Grace Hadely- District 9 female

Ryan Polrain- District 9 male

Hayden Pierce- District 10 male

Melody Harrison- District 11 female

James Enright- District 11 male

Peyton Johnson- District 12 female

Justin Hawthorne- District 12 male

Kill list

Jared: Natalie, Rose

Ruby: Melody, herself

Sianna: James

Aiden: Peyton, Grace, Justin, Luke

Alicia: Arthur, Ryan, Hayden

McKenzi: Elizabeth

Chris: McKenzi, Jake

Grace: Jared

Margaret: Sianna

Alliances

The Careers: Ethan, Aiden, Riley

The Babysitters Club: Sam, Alicia, Margaret

Chris

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