Chimera Ilium POV

I sent them all I could. Why did they have to die? One of them has to come back someday. Being an escort is supposed to be glamorous and happy. Why do I have to watch them all die? I wanted to make people happy.

District Nine POV

Farlon, Miller, Barley, Heidi, Dominique, Emmalie. They were so different and we mourned in different ways (or didn't mourn in Miller's case). We didn't speak of Barley. He never really came back. Farlon and Emmalie spurred a flurry of underground sabotage that nearly took down the town government. Heidi and Dominique were mourned quietly by their families. Every happy family is alike, but all unhappy families are unhappy in their own ways.

Demi Bottle POV

I have to change. No more silly fashions and manners. My Tributes depend on me. I'm the only help they have, and I'm sadly lacking. I needed to start learning. Time to watch the tapes and see what makes a Victor a Victor. Next time around, I'll be able to help them.

District Twelve POV

To no one's surprise, Tyger made it through just fine. With her criminal connections she started a memorial fund for Elara and Valerie's families. Naturally, it was funded by breaking into Mary Sue's father's house. They take of their own in the Trents' circle.


DANE VERITY- Celestial Yeager POV

No matter how many times we met, we never connected. I never even saw Dane after the Bloodbath. I saw him for the last time as Vera decorated my face with the paint Chimera and Cornflower sent. He probably would have thought it was pretty.

BARLEY STURRIDGE- Sky Levings POV

So that's what happened. Now that it was over, the doctors didn't mind telling me. If they needed a monster, why did they pick him? Why not make a mutt, or ruin a Tribute that was already cruel? Barley was just a kid. He was thirteen years old. I hoped they never forgot what they did to him.

HEIDI GARRETT- Emmaline Blythe POV

We were vanishing. Only nine more were left with me. I didn't have much hope. In an Arena like this there wasn't much to invent with, and such a wet Arena made electronics dangerous. Without Heidi, I was on my own at the mercy of Careers, mutts, and the others. I'd last as long as I could. I couldn't say I'd win.

DOMINIQUE RINDELLE- Chantal Ivingin POV

As contrary as it was, I felt sick joy whenever another girl died. Just the thought of Haber spinning in her grave again was satisfying. Except me, of course. I wouldn't be happy if I was the dead one. But I wasn't going to be.

WYATT SPARKS- Rapture Kai POV

Wyatt, eh? He was one of the last ones from my Games. Now it was just me and Emmeline. How did Wyatt last so long? He was as subtle as a sledgehammer. He was good for a laugh, but that didn't win the Games. People like me did.

ALEX TRENT- Jay Dallas POV

I wasn't quick enough. The parachute came just as he was fading away. Zach's family sent it- a vial of medicine and a spear. They always were rich. I guess they went all-out. The spear even had a projectile head. It didn't matter to Alex, though. I tried to help him, but he was already cold.