Sorry for the lack of updates. I've been writing other stories as well, and they really eat up my time, too. There's also been camp and winter break and schoolwork to focus on, too. I've also had a lack of inspiration. I apologize for taking so long and I think that I will only be able to update once or twice a month from now on. I'll try to do more, but I don't know if that will be entirely possible.

I don't know why this chapter has been so difficult to write. I'm not that great at fight scenes? I don't know.

I will be writing companions to this story, but I'm not so sure about sequels. They're a possibility, but a very slim one.

Once again, thank you for reading my story and please read my others, too! Those are what I've been working on in the meantime.

Enjoy this next installment. I can almost taste the insanity.

(sorry that it's so short.)

Felix Lukas, District Seven

No! No! No! There's rustling in the tree! There's rustling in the tree! I heard something about "Be good my comrade." I don't even know what a comrade is!

Who

What

Where

When

Why

How!?

Russo's voice is getting louder. He says, "Tribute hunting, tribute hunting, fun, fun, fun! Tribute hunting, tribute hunting, yum, yum, yum!"

Crap. He's a cannibal, isn't he.

He's a freaking cannibal who is going to kill me! He'll eat me alive!

Oh lord help me please don't want to die I want to see Lizzie please don't let me die

I scurry farther up the tree, the leaves hitting me in the face and splinters getting in my hands. Branches become less and less sturdy every branch I climb. My feet are planted on the fork in the branch, and even that is becoming less and less steady.

Russo's voice becomes louder, more audible, as he gets closer.

He's over six feet tall! Maybe almost seven. And I'm, like, much shorter than that? How am I going to fight him? How will I be able to stand in the tree and fight him off at the same time?

I cry out of frustration.

This is totally unfair. I just want to be with Lizzie. I just need to be with her and everything will be good again.

I JUST NEED TO GET OUT OF THIS TREE!

Oh no. Russo heard me cry! Russo heard me cry! He's climbing my way! The branches near me shake and I continue to sob. I'm defenseless. If Lizzie were here, she could help me fight him.

I see a pipe hook on to a branch, and watch a hand grab the branch.

Another hand is about to reach for the branch as well, freeing the pipe for a second.

Without a second thought, I hold onto a branch and reach for the pipe. Grabbing it with my left hand, I smile.

I have your weapon now, you tall, cannibalistic jerk!

Now how do I use this? Gotta think fast before he climbs to my level. Do I swing it at his head? Maybe I should do that? Will it be enough to kill him?

My hands quiver as I think about my options. My very, very limited options. On mistake and I'll fall out of this tree and DIE.

Gripping the pipe in one hand and a branch in the other, I realize I have never been closer to death than I am now.

Russo Ginski, District Six

That girly boy has my pipe. I climb up the next branch, hoping that it will hold my weight. Even if he can climb that high, it doesn't mean that I can. I'm much, much heavier than him by the looks of it...

…Which means I will crush him easily.

The branch doesn't snap. I let out a breath I didn't realize I was holding.

I continue my tribute hunting song to scare Felix.

He cries, which is good. Crying tributes are good, as long as they are not me.

I rip the pipe out of his hands-undoubtedly scratching his hands with rust- and throwing it out of the tree. He's got no weapon.

That means I don't have a weapon, either. At least I'm stronger than him.

I'm gonna crush him like a bug. He's gonna be the one sad and scared. And the person causing pain will be me.

And it will feel great to have that power over someone.

Smiling, I kick Felix in the stomach. He doubles over, letting go of his branch and holds his stomach.

The branches are thick, but not thick enough to hold such impact. I hear them cracking. Yes, yes, yes!

Shoot. He wraps his hand around another branch and starts hauling himself up. Guess I'll need to take much larger actions, then!

I push him when he's almost up. He's completely caught off guard. Felix doesn't manage to catch onto another and falls.

I watch as he falls, screaming and hitting branches on his way down, and I peek through the leaves to watch as he splats on the ground. His cannon fires immediately after.

Finally, I cause the pain that I had to go through.

Hopefully I can do it again.