A/N: OK, we're now back with Day 3 pt 1! We have a total of sixteen tributes left.

Lysander MacNeal – District 1
9:00

I open my eyes slowly, shivering as a cold breeze blows across my face. Inside the Cornucopia, I can hear voices talking loudly and aggressively. Probably the girls arguing again. I groan and stretch out my arms, leaning onto the golden metal wall and hauling myself up. I wonder what time it is. Hopefully not too late, I'm not in the mood to get my head bitten off by Shailene or Hypatia.

"Lysander?" I look up blearily to see Scyllas standing in the entrance of the Cornucopia. "We've serving up breakfast. Don't expect a feast. Our supplies are pretty low."

I nod to show I've heard him and approach the entrance, walking inside. Hypatia is sitting by the wall, eating from a packet of dried fruit. She looks furious, and her face is bright red. Meanwhile Shailene is huddled next to the now-extinguished campfire, scratching marks in the dirt with one of her knives. Great. What a friendly atmostphere.

"See anything last night?" Johnathan asks me. I shake my head again. "Nope, it was pretty calm." To be honest, I'm expecting some tributes to come to the Cornucopia for more supplies, which is why we've been here for so long: in case anybody comes back. But it seems like most of them are either well equipped with food and water or are slowly dying next to some tree.

"I've been thinking," Pavati says suddenly. We all turn to look at her and she clears her throat nervously. "Shouldn't we be going out and killing some of the others now? Because if I remember correctly, we are Careers. It's what we're meant to do."

Shailene opens her mouth to speak, likely to make some sort of snide remark, but I hold up my hand quickly. "Yeah, that's what I've been thinking about," I say. "We should go out this afternoon with some food and water, track down some other tributes and try to win some sponsors."

Johnathan raises his hand. "I second that." He says. I nod at him in acknowledgement. Scyllas, Pavati and Hypatia hesitantly agree, and, after a sharp nudge from Pavati, Shailene does the same.

"It's decided, then." I glance around the group. "Johnathan, Scyllas, you two can pack up the supplies. We need to get moving as soon as we can."

Vita Sairne – District 9
10:00

I pause by a pine tree to have a short break. The sun is getting hotter by the hour and I'm getting thirstier by the minute. I wish the Gamemakers put a few streams in this arena or something just so I had something to refill my bottle in when the time comes. Fortunately there's still plenty left, probably to last at least two days.

I've been walking since first light, but I don't really know where I'm going or what I'm doing. I keep remembering the pair from 3…I wonder how they're doing? Has the girl bled out yet? No, because there'd be a cannon. Likewise, if I had managed to kill her, there'd be a cannon too. Oh well. As long as she's injured, that could make a huge difference. Anyway, I don't think she'll be surviving for long. She was weak, I could see it clearly.

I take a drink from my bottle and slouch down next to the trunk of the tree. For the first time in two days, I've forgotten all about my family. My brothers, my sisters. I wonder what they think of me. Do they hate me because I killed that boy from 8? Surely they understand that there was nothing else I could do? Surely they understand that this is a deathmatch, and only one can come out alive?

I shake my head and push away my thoughts, digging through my backpack. Oh, I wish I had saved some of that bread. My stomach rumbles hungrily and I sigh, looking around. I don't want to risk eating berries or any wild mushrooms I might find, but…damn it, I'm hungry. Getting to my feet, I swing my pack onto my shoulders and walk around the clearing, looking for any tell-tale signs of green leaves or bushes.

Trekking on further, I continue my search for about ten minutes. Nothing shows up. Great. I weigh up my options. If I can't find food, then I might need to go back to the Cornucopia. But where is it? I'm lost in this forest and the only way I'll be able to find anything is by climbing a tree, but pines aren't the easiest to scale. Plus, the Careers could be at the Cornucopia.

Of course, the other option is sponsor gifts. I wonder if I have any sponsors. Must do, since I killed that boy and injured that girl. I stare up at the canopy of branches above my head. "Hello? Sponsors?" I say as quietly as I can. Of course, nobody answers. I feel silly, but maybe if I can get somebody's attention, like my mentor's, I could be noticed and someone could send me something?

I sit down again and rest my forehead against the heels of my hands. I wonder how long I can go on for without food. And I can't even hunt because I lost my knife. Crap. Why did I do that? Suddenly a wave of desolation washes over me. Why did I ever think I had a chance out here? Now, I've gone and given my only weapon to another tribute. An enemy. For nothing.

I'm so stupid!

Orion "Rio" Adams – District 10
10:30

"What time do you think it is?" I ask Scar. She's trying to gather up twigs and leaves to make a fire. She shrugs in response.

I've stayed up all night, listening and watching for other tributes. I do hope we are left alone for a while. We need to gather food and water, and I need more arrows.

"Do you think we should go back to the Cornucopia?" I ask her.

Scar looks up at me. "Possibly. If it means we can restock. But what if someone's there already?"

I narrow my eyes. "Then we kill them. Simple."

Suddenly, behind us, a twig snaps and I whip around, grabbing my bow and quiver. A group of six people stand behind us. The Careers. But I thought they were at the Cornucopia -?

I never finish my thought as the boy, I think from 2, leaps at me, kicking me in the side and sitting on my chest. I kick and struggle, almost too shocked to react, when Scar reaches over with a grunt and plunges her sword into his back.

It's over in a second. I get to my feet as Scar stands too and we listen to his cannon ring out. For a few moments, the Careers are just there, staring at us with mixtures of shock and fury on their faces. Then we are attacked.

It all happens too fast. One moment, I'm standing, the next I'm on the ground and there's a trident at my throat. The girl from 4 glares down at me, her eyes blazing. "You were never going to win this anyway," she says furiously, and the weapon comes down on me and there is blinding pain and then there is nothing anymore.

Scarlet 'Scar" Adams – District 10
10:39

Boom.

"No!" I scream, but the blond girl from 1 is sitting on my chest with her knees on my arms and I can't escape, can't move, can't breathe and Rio is dead, dead, he's dead-

"No!" I cry again, and the girl punches me in the face, and there's more blood, all over my face, but I don't care, I don't care, how could they do that? My throat constricts and I writhe furiously, I have to escape, I have to see him-

The others approach, but they're not fast enough. I kick out with my legs and the girl is dislodged a little, releasing her grip on my arms and I manage to wriggle away, grabbing her hair and yanking it hard. She spits in my face and suddenly somebody else has grabbed me, pulling on my arms and calling, "Tie her up! Has anyone got any rope? Quick!"

No you don't, I think hazily and I lash out, punching my captor in the face and she coughs, stumbling away. My legs aren't working properly but all I know is that I have to run, run, run.

I kick at her but it doesn't connect, that doesn't matter, I just need to escape. I push through a barrier of pine branches, the needles scraping my bloodied face but I don't care. I hear them yelling and one of them is shouting for them to chase me. I can't let them catch me, I can't die now!

I do the first thing I think of – climb a tree. It's difficult, with all the branches and my numb arms and shaking legs, and climbing has never been one of my strong points, but I manage it, only just. Then I hear somebody calling, shouting swear words and another one letting out growls of frustration. Maybe they're caught in a cobweb, I think, and continue as quickly as I can, not daring to look down.

The adrenaline is beginning to fade and my body doesn't like the climb at all. My heart is still pounding and there's a horrible ache in my throat, one that makes me cough violently. I wonder what I can do. I can't stay up here forever. I've left my sword at the camp. I have no supplies.

I find a strong branch and climb onto it, my whole body trembling with terror. I've scared of heights and this isn't working, but at least I'm not dead yet.

I position myself on the branch and cover my face with my hands, letting out a hacking cough. Why is my throat so sore? Images of our attack flash in my mind. I can't get them out of my head. I can hear the Careers calling down below, wondering where I've gone. I can't let them hear me or I am gone just like him. Hopefully they don't see me.

What am I going to do without my brother? I feel like crying but I just can't. I can't do anything. I'm in utter shock.

Shailene Swift – District 2
10:45

We've finally freed Scyllas from the giant web after much effort, but unfortunately we haven't found that rat from 10 or stopped my bleeding nose. My whole face is aching; that girl must have been really angry when she attacked me. But I guess that boy I killed was her twin…maybe her anger was understandable.

Whatever. She's still a bitch. We've been walking for a few minutes now, looking around for her, and still recovering from the shock of Johnathan's death. I can't say I'll miss him, but still. He was an ally, even if he did seem a little out-of-place with us. But I guess better him than me.

"Let's stop here," Lysander says. His voice is strangely high-pitched and shaky. I didn't expect him to be so shell-shocked after our small fight. The others are fine, I think, though Hypatia's been complaining about the clump of hair that the girl took out. God, as if that's our biggest problem. I honestly can't stand her.

"Is everyone OK?" Scyllas asks. Lysander and him are the only ones who didn't get hurt in the fight. I nod at him, and Hypatia does too, though hesitantly. Pavati, who looks terrifying with dried blood all over her face, asks if there is anything to help her nose. Scyllas shakes his head. "There were no icepacks in the Cornucopia," he says.

We sit down next to a pine tree while Lysander and Scyllas gather some twigs and branches for a fire. I'm starving hungry and the fight has left me feeling drained, though I wouldn't want to admit it. Whatever. I'm still clearly one of the strongest here. And if Hypatia hadn't gotten in the way of things, I could have easily killed the girl with my daggers.

"So…two dead and it's only morning," Pavati says.

I shrug. "The more dead, the better."

Wilhelmina "Will" Forbes – District 8
11:50

About an hour later and I'm still thinking about those cannons. Hen's a little more chatty today, and has opened up a bit. We were talking about who might have died. I had suggested one of the twins from 10, or maybe even both of them. Or maybe the pair from 5, as Hen said. It doesn't matter, we'll find out tonight anyway.

Hen has gone to get some more water, so I'm left alone to my thoughts. Not for the first time, my mind strays to my sister back home. I hope she's proud of me for making it this far. Now that I think about it, Hen and I are in a pretty good position. We have enough food for now (I collected some more pine nuts earlier), and we have a good water source nearby. Maybe…maybe we could do this.

But only one can win. Which means that, if we both manage to survive, one of us will have die.

I'm shaken from my thoughts as Hen comes back with the water-collecting stone. She looks happier than usual, and I spot a handful of reddish-brown berries in her hand. "Look what I found! Berries, and they look edible."

I smile, taking the stone from her and taking a quick drink before inspecting the berries. "Yeah, they look nice. You eat first, I'm not too hungry."

I feel terrible for saying it, since my real reason is that I don't trust those berries. They could be poisonous, and I'm certainly not going to die this soon.

Hen takes one and chews it slowly. When she doesn't topple over dead, I take one too and eat it. Well, it tastes fine. Maybe they aren't lethal afterall.

"Good job," I say. "Can you remember where you found them?"

Hen nods. "Yep, we can go back for more later."

I take another drink from our water stone and stare down at the ground as Hen continues to eat the berries. I wonder how long we'll be able to rest here. If I've learned anything from previous Games, it's that the Capitol love excitement.

And we're not very exciting.

Camelia Jordan – District 5
13:46

The weasel I ate yesterday feels like a lifetime ago. My stomach is dismally empty and my throat is dry. I need water, I need food and I need shelter too. The odds are not in my favor right now and I desperately need to do something about it.

I've been searching for water for hours. Nothing. Nothing at all. I stare angrily at the small iodine tablets in my hand, ready for use, out of their packet. If only I had some water to use them with!

I wonder if I have any sponsors. For the first time, I remember I'm not entirely alone out here. What if they take pity on me and send me something? But I'm not very special. Surely I haven't caught anybody's eye yet. Maybe my mentor could help? What if my family managed to send me something? No, that wouldn't happen, they don't like wasting money.

For the first time in days, I feel tears forming in my eyes. I just want to throw back my head and scream at the Capitol, let it all out. Why did it have to be me? Why couldn't some other girl get Reaped for this?

I stand up and look around one last time for any signs of water. Of course, I've searched long and hard and I know my attempts are futile.

"Please, if anyone's listening, I need water," I say hopefully to the sky, as loudly as I dare. Of course, there is no answer. What if they aren't listening? What do I do then? Maybe my mentor could send me a clue. Then maybe I could figure it out myself? I just need something.

Then I remember. Of course – the Cornucopia. Why didn't I think of it before? I'm so stupid! If the Careers aren't there, then maybe, maybe there'll be some water I could get? My only problem is that I have no idea where I am. I'm totally lost.

I just need a map. Or some way to find the Cornucopia. Anything to get some water.

And that was the end of Day 3 pt 1! We have fourteen tributes left…

16th – Johnathan Victor, killed by Scarlet Adams – Time and time again, Johnathan was unfortunately voted as one of the most unpopular tributes. A lot of people disliked him, but, because I thought he was a pretty good survivalist, I kept him going. However, in the end I just didn't see him as a Victor, which meant he had to die. Thanks again to ender4672074 for submitting him.

15th – Orion "Rio" Adams, killed by Pavati Nox – Orion was always one of my favorite tributes, and it was admittedly hard to let such an interesting character die. But, because only one can win, it meant that unfortunately Pavati succeeded in killing him. We'll just have to see how Scarlet copes with it now…thanks again to Purple Zippyness for submitting this special tribute.

Questions:

1. Favorite four tributes so far?

2. Least favorite four tributes so far?

3. How do you think Scarlet will manage without her twin?

Also, if anyone was wondering about Scarlet's strange coughing/sore throat, it was caused by Orion's death. Because he was killed by a trident through the throat, and it is known that sometimes twins can feel their pair's pain, I thought it might be likely that she would feel it too.

~Sky~