A/N: Once again, I was sleepy when I was typing this. I apologize if Alec is OOC ._.

Enjoy! (I actually forgot to put this in)


Weiss' POV

I sighed and stared at my weapon- a spear. I was, in truth, horrible with any sort of weapon. I preferred traps and poison, those being my forte. I had already set up a series of poisonous traps for my opponent and I knew he would walk straight into it. The spear was only if we ever ended up in close combat. I supposed it was a stretch to hope that Alec would die before he reached me.

I heard heavy footsteps and blood splashing and tensed. He was here. What did Aeris say to me when I visited her?

"Weiss...kill Alec. Kill him for Delphi."

I wasn't fond of doing the dirty job for others but Aeris saved me so I figured I owed her at least that much.

"Ow!"

I heard whizzing noises and more surprised cries followed it. My calculations were correct, he stepped right into the trigger. Right after that however, a spear came flying my way and I barely managed to sidestep it. It did end up grazing my right arm though. I cursed.

Alec came into view then (with another spear I might add), and regarded me coolly.

"Wasn't this supposed to be the Feast?" he asked.

"That's right, supposed to be. This is the Feast, but only for viewers." I looked away and scratched my chin thoughtfully. "However it's supposed to work."

"And...?" He was asking what we were supposed to do but I knew that he had already gotten it.

"And we're supposed to fight until one dies," I answered.

"I'm-"

"-not interested?" I interrupted. "Sad to say, whether you want it or not, you have to fight. Anyways, if you kill me and win the Games, you'll be able to return to your family. Or would you rather stay behind and die in repentance for your sister's death? Then, in that case, wouldn't she want you to win anyway?"

Great. I was practically persuading my opponent to come and kill me, what with all this 'think of your dead sibling!' crap. Edel would murder me if she found out. She was on the other side of the forcefield separating us though, and whether she, or me, even came out alive of this was another question.

"Is your sister in here?"

"What?"

"Your twin. That other Gamemaker."

"All of us are," I replied dryly. His face registered surprise. "You'll find out if you win. Well, if you have the chance."

Aeris would live. She would tell him if he asked. But that was if he could even get out of this alive. I saw how the boy's eyes narrowed and how he tensed. A soft sigh slipped from my lips. So this was how it turned out to be in the end.

"I'll let you strike first," I said.

I saw how uncertain he looked at that sudden offer and grinned to myself. To my utter delight, he accepted it.

Metal clashed against metal and created a screeching sound as I dragged my spear downwards. I slipped my hand behind my back and then took out the dart I hid there. In a mere second, I had already plunged the dart into the boy's dominant hand.

"It carries the acidic poison of the bunnies in the arena," I told him. In about two minutes, this battle should be finished.

Alec's POV

I winced when I felt the dart stab me. I put some distance between me and Weiss then pulled out the dart and tossed it onto the floor. Immediately after he told me what that dart was, I felt my skin burn. I opened my mouth and then:

"Now, now, don't cry. It's unsightly. And that's odd. Your skin shouldn't be...err...peeling off." Weiss made a face.

My eyes darted down to my skin and to my complete horror, it was peeling off, burning off with bubbling sounds.

"Two minutes." My head snapped up. "Kill me in two minutes and you will live. Go pass that time limit and you will die. The antidote's somewhere on my body."

Odd. Why would he bring the antidote with him? ...unless he was afraid of hurting himself with it?

"Tch!"

I barely managed to bring up my spear to defend against his attack. However, it was clumsy. I analyzed every part of Weiss and decided he didn't have anymore tricks up his sleeve. He also didn't seem to be very apt with the spear either. He deserved credit for hiding it well though. But it still was not good enough.

"I can end this in two minutes," I stated. Maybe less.

Our spears clashed again. It was endless, the constant meeting and separation. Finally, both of us distanced ourselves and paused to recover. Stupid, yes. But we both sorely needed it. Weiss seemed even worse off than me. He seemed to have...given up.

"Don't tell me you've given up!" I said in between gasps for air.

"I'm barely clinging on," he whispered. He pushed himself up, using his spear as a support. "But Edel...Edel...we promised each other to never leave one another alone. That we would die together."

I grimaced. Truth be told, I could empathise with him. But I was no different. Linay and I...while we didn't promise to die with each other, she was still my sister. I had already decided after her death that I would win it not only for me but for her as well.

"Then I'm sorry."

Weiss looked surprised and then his face contorted into one of shock as he realized what I was doing. I had already raised my hand and my arm was moving forward. I didn't have much time left. It was do or die. I threw the spear.

I couldn't help looking away as the spear pierced his body. It was, admittedly, a horrible way to die. Linay's death was even worse though. That hesitation from Delphinium Agatha was more than enough to tell me so.

My eyes darted back to Weiss. He was now lying in a pool of fresh blood and stale blood. I dashed over to his body and started searching for the antidote. I spotted Weiss' left hand trembling as he pulled out a small vial of liquid. He pressed it against my arm and nodded weakly before closing his eyes.

The arm pressing against mine went limp.

I yanked out the cap covering the vial and poured the liquid into my mouth.

"Argh!"

For a moment, my vision went black. When I opened my eyes, the world seemed to have tilted. I could feel something cold lapping against my skin. My right eye for some reason though, was still closed. I forced it open and saw red. I flew up and pressed one hand to my eye. It was only then that I realized that I was lying submerged in the blood.

Carefully, I brought my injured hand to myself to inspect it. The burning sensation was gone though the area was stained red. That liquid truly was the antidote. I blinked several times and then looked around. Weiss' corpse was still on the ground but I still couldn't see beyond the area I seemed to be enclosed in.

Unsure of what to do, I sat there in the blood, nursing my injured hand while keeping my spear close to me. After what felt like hours (though it was in truth less than an hour though the exact minutes remain unknown), the Cornucopia brightened and I found myself facing another tribute.

I took a quick glance around and let out a gasp. Bodies of the other Gamemakers and tributes littered the floor, all in the individual parts of the Cornucopia. I picked my spear up and stood up. The boy standing opposite me swayed a little on his feet before steadying.

It was time for the final fight.


A/N: Annnd, the final showdown! Which will unfortunately star only after two chapters. Feel free to guess who the other boy is. The last two left is Kurt (D12) and Shrike (D5). Guess away~