A/N Sorry for the long wait. I've been sick with a serious case of writers block. :P Well anyways here is the next chapter!

~Ambrosia Barrington~

Kathleen stares at the stars in the morning sky. I wonder what she is thinking. Perhaps about her home, like I do everyday. I always wonder what happens while I'm away. Did anybody die? Is my family okay? It's all confusing.

The feast. That's what we have to decide now. I roll onto my back and stare at the sky. We have the feast to worry about now. Kathleen and I haven't eaten in days, and we are starving. I haven't has a full meal since the day before the games. It feels so long ago.

I roll onto my left side and stare at Kathleen, her eyes flick at me.

"You're thinking about the feast too Ambrosia." She whispers. I sit up and yawn, stretching all my limbs in different directions.

"Yeah, but is it a good idea? Should we go? There are ten of us left, if we go odds are that one of us will die." I say to her. She sits up and looks at me her knotted hair falling in her face.

"That's a chance we have to take. If we go we could take out a few tributes and be closer to the end. We, no, one of us could win." She yawns. "Besides if one of us dies that means we don't have to kill each other." She smiles at me. Is she plotting my death already? I sure hope not. I stand up and grab my weapons. Kathleen follows my example and grabs her axe.

"The sun is rising. If we want to get to the feast before it starts we should leave now." Kathleen nods and we start walking.

~Jenni Calendar~

Will got me up super early this morning, and we walked to the cornucopia. Once there, he made me climb a tree and wait. He scouted out the area before climbing up after me. There is another feast today. More people will die. Three hours later we climbed down.

Will grabs my arm and looks me right in the face and says "It's almost noon. As soon as the table rises we run. We need to get as much food as possible if we want to live." I nod to him and ready myself. I take my knife and put it in my left hand. The ground opens in front of the cornucopia and as soon as it locks into place I run. I don't hear any foot steps behind me. I turn to see Will standing behind a tree glaring at me.

I hear the whistle of a knife flying through the air. I feel it puncture my chest. I look down to see a gold knife in me.

"Ugh." I groan.
I look up to see the girl from District Five frowning at me. I fall to my knees. My blood surrounds me. I fall backwards onto my back clutching onto the knife embedded in my chest. I cough, sending blood spraying out of my mouth. Will let me die. He let me die.

"Mom…Mom-my! He…lp me." I cry. "Mom." I don't want to die.

I look into the sky to see a bright light. My siblings are calling me. They died in these games like I will.

I guess you can't beat tradition.

~Ella Manson~

A cannon sounds as Blythe and I run towards the table. I can't believe I joined forces with her. She's annoying. All she talks about are the little kids she came here with and how they are dead. Wah wah wahh! I don't care! She has her back to me now. I could kill her. I take out my sword and approach her. She won't expect it. I look at my sword and smile one quick thrust and she's dead.

"Blythe." I say in a sing song voice. She turns my way and I thrust my sword.

"Gah!" Blythe moans. I dig it deeper into her until we're face to face. She gasps, sending blood onto me. I smile.

"I've never liked you Blythe, you are a hideous being." I whisper. She lets out one last moan before her cannon fires. Goodbye District Three. I push her off my blade and begin filling my bag with food. I turn to see Anila Gold from my District running to the opposite side of the table. Guess she was smart enough to come and get food. There are eight of us left. The games will be over by the end of the week and I will be the victor.

~Vorth Raye~

There are eight of us left. Jenni and Blythe lay on the ground, bleeding dry. Soon more will join them. I only want the food. No one will die by my hand today. I like the thrill of the hunt. I ran towards the table and grabbed three apples, a dragon fruit, two packs of dried meat, crackers, four bottles of water and a bag of raw meat.

"Vorth!" I hear a voice scream. I turn to see CeCe running at me full speed, with her trident in hand.

I Guess I will be a killer today.

CeCe lunges, and I grab her trident with my gauntlet, twisting it out of her hands.

"It's not nice to try something you know you can't do, my dear." I mock as I take out my blade and swiftly cut her left hand off. She screams in pain, and I toss her trident back to her, which she doesn't catch. While she's picking it up, I give her one last warning.

"If you don't leave now, I will be forced to kill you. And I don't want to kill anyone today, I'm not in the mood."

CeCe glares at me, then charges forward a second time. I sidestep, and with another movement her right hand is gone, and she knows she has no chance. I slowly walk over to her, shaking my head.

"You should have left when I told you to, foolish girl. Now you've sealed your fate."

I raise my sword to strike the final blow, and CeCe catches me by surprise. She leaps at me, and throws her head into my nose. It explodes in pain, and I can't control my anger. I smash her in the face with the hilt of my sword, and trip her to the ground. Then I separate my sword, and give her a lecture.

"Never."

Cut off her left arm.

"Break."

Cut off the right arm.

"My."

Both of her feet.

"Nose."

I raise my swords.

"When I'm teaching!"

~Kathleen Salvatore~

Boom

Another cannon. A third death.

Ambrosia and I make our way out of the trees. Ambrosia picks up her knife out of Jenni's body and grimaces. She didn't want to kill her, I made her. I was originally going to kill her myself but I don't have as good of aim.

Will let her run out by herself, he let her die. He convinced me to leave Fawn on the mountain, he ditched me! This has been his plan all along. He lets people think he's on their team then he betrays them! I stop mid run.

"Ambrosia." I say. She stops and turns to me. "I can't be allied with you anymore. I'm sorry." Her face goes sad.

"I knew this would happen sometime. After this feast we're fare game, okay? If we see each other, no holding back. We will fight and one of us will die. I still have a friend out there. I need to find him. Good luck Kathleen." With that she leaves. I feel tears well up in my eyes. I shake them away. No time for emotions, I must find Will.

I see Will at the table stuffing his bag with food. I take a hatchet off my belt and throw it at him. He ducks just in time. It embeds itself deep in the gold of the cornucopia. He smiles at me.

"Well Kathleen, you're trying to kill tributes now. Huh. I never thought you could." He chuckles. "You have your axe, I have a sword. We should fight. No running away. One will die, the other, well, the other's fate is up to the rest of the tributes." He unsheathes his sword and walks around the table.

"Will, why did you act all nice to us?" I ask him.

"Who? Nice to who?" He asks raising his eyebrow.

"Fawn! Jenni! Me!" I scream.

"Oh." He mutters. "Well with Fawn, I never liked her. You know the real reason her infection spread was because of the poison I picked up at the bloodbath. Each night when I was putting 'antibiotics' on it was poison. With Jenni, she was an idiot. She should have been smarter than to trust me. She didn't even know me! As for you, I do like you Kathleen. I like you in a, want to kill you kind of way!" He jumps at me with his sword raised. I raise my axe to block it.

Clang

The sound of metal on metal echoes through my eardrums. I kick out my leg, I feel it connect with his shin. He falters just for enough time to pull out my other hatchet and slam it into his ribs. His eyes widen as he drops his sword. He backs away from me like I'm a disease. His hands to the hatchet in his ribs. A tear streaks down his face. I can hear him trying to say something but only blood comes put of his mouth. His eyes close for the last time as he falls forward to the ground.

Boom

His cannon fires. I grimace as I pull my hatchet out of his body. His sword lies on the ground. I debate on taking it with me but I leave it where it is. It's useless to me anyways.

I walk to the table and take Will's bag. I look at his body one last time and walk back to the forest, hoping to never have to kill another person again.

~Nash Makee~

Everyone's gone. Four bodies lay dead on the ground. I run to the tables and get food. Thirty are dead. Now only six remain. This isn't a game anymore, its reality. Once my bag is filled I run away with only one thought in mind. I will not die.

~Spark-Capitol Citizen~

Six.

Only six left. The games will end soon. They need to. Daisy, Thrash and I just finished watching the games. Once the winner is announced we will conta-

Knock Knock Knock

Daisy sighs and goes to the door. She bareley has it open before I hear the gunshot. She slumps to the ground, dead.

"Daisy!" I scream. Thrash is barreling towards the door full speed when I hear another gun shot. He falls down dead as well. Men burst through every door and window. A women tackles me to the ground and handcuffs me.

"You have the right to remain silent, everything you say will be held against you in court!" She then proceeds to take out her baton and slam it into the back of my head. I feel dizzy, my vision clouds. All I know is that my headache tomorrow will be horrible.

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