A/N Hello! Here's another special chapter; i.e., nothing exciting is happening in the Games. After the next update with the second half of these special POVs on Saturday, I'll take a week-long break from writing so I can focus on my final exams. Hope you guys understand.

Azul Lazuli, District One Male Mentor

I hear the door open, interrupting my nightmares. My natural instinct takes over. I snap my eyes open, and I leap towards the intruder with the knife I keep under my pillow. There's a light scream, and it isn't until then that I realize that it's an female Avox, shakily holding an envelope. I snatch it from her, after which she promptly leaves the room, moving as fast as she can. I tear open the envelope and read the note inside.

Get the f*ck over here or else I'll strangle you.

-Chalcedony

I smile. How nice. I could just stay here and let her wait at the Mentor's center. It might be fun, and it'll show her what happens when you boss another District One victor around. I go into the bathroom and wash my face. On second thought, maybe I'll go. I couldn't care less about her, but leaving an angry mentor in charge of a tribute is never a good combination. Never.

However, I still take my time, deciding to take a shower and have a nice breakfast. Just because I'm going doesn't mean that I can't annoy her at the same time. I do eventually find myself walking through the doors of the mentor's center, where a very aggravated Chalcedony is waiting, staring daggers at everyone and especially at me. She and Chrystal would've been good friends.

"What took you so long!?" she demands.

"I dunno…" I shrug. "A shower, breakfast, a nice stroll in the park, and watching the clouds."

"What the h*ll? I told you to get here immediately!" she huffs.

"Nope. You said, and I quote, 'Get the f*ck over here or else I'll strangle you.' I don't see the word 'immediately' anywhere."

"Whatever, you get my point."

"Or do I."

"Yes, you do."

"Fine, I'll give you this one."

She huffs again.

"Why did you ask me to come here anyway?" I say, getting impatient.

She looks me in the eye. "I'm out."

"What do you mean, you're out," I say, raising an eyebrow.

"I'm done with Alexander. The idiot can't follow instructions."

"No one should follow your instructions," I mutter.

"Excuse me?" she says, indignant.

"You are excused," I say, knowing it'll drive her crazy. "What were you saying about Alexander?"

"How hard is it to understand? I'm out. Done with mentoring. I can't stand him. He's pretty much giving up everything he was trained for. I'm out."

With that, she leaves the center, slamming the door behind her. I sigh and go upstairs. After all, it's district before self.

Sandy Marin, District Four Female Mentor

I sit at my table, next to Austin. Since Larz decided to ally with James, I've been stuck with him. I sigh. Who's idea was it to pick Larz to volunteer? We all should have seen this coming. Larz is too nice, too protective. That girl though, she was the end of him. Why didn't Tessa volunteer? Who picked both Larz and Tessa? Everyone should've known that they were too close to go in together.

And leaving the Careers with Sariose was the biggest mistake. That girl- ugh, even thinking about her makes me mad. She deceived Larz and manipulated him. It must've been Wade. I'd strangle him for telling Sariose to use this strategy, but he's too popular of a victor.

I stare at the screen, watching Larz sit by the shore. I guess I can't complain as much about James. At least he's decently strong and has more of a games mentality, though I highly doubt he could kill the Six girl. I'm sure she won't last long, though. She plays too defensive, and she's extremely boring to watch. If only Larz would get on the move. I look down the list of items and select a green washcloth. In Four, green flags signify perfect conditions for fishing, and he better get the message.

Moments later, I see the parachute float down with the message. He picks it up and studies it.

"Come on, come on," I say through clenched teeth. He looks at James.

"We need to start planning how we're gonna get Coil."

I whoop and lean back in my chair. He's not completely hopeless.

Aaran Surge, District Five Male Mentor

"Stop here," I say to my driver. We're in a back alley of the most prestigious taverns in the Capitol, and even here, the the road is clean and even and the garbage is put away neatly in the shiny metal dumpsters. I open the door and get out of the car, and the driver leaves. He knows I'll call him when I need him when I leave this place.

I walk to the front of the building, and I've barely had a chance to read the sign that says "Demetrius' Tavern" before I'm being mobbed by a group of eager Capitol citizens. I push them aside, but they're attracted to me like magnets.

"Get out of my way," I growl. When they still don't listen, I grab the nearest man's wrist and break it. He screams, and everyone leaves. It's no big deal, Capitol medicine should heal it in a day, but this'll teach them not to mess with victors.

I enter through the elegant glass doors, and I see Wade almost pleading with someone to sponsor Larz. I smile. I'm usually the one stuck with sub-par options, but it's District Five's year this year. We haven't had such a strong competitor in years. I sit down on a stool and order a glass of mild wine. I close my eyes for just a second, and the faces begin to appear. I shake my head. I don't have time for that; I'm here to find sponsors.

I feel a light tap on my shoulder, but when I strike blindly, my fist connects with nothing. I turn around, and I see that it's Cnaeus Vermillion, one of the brightest young minds and most promising businessmen in the Capitol. He's just turned twenty, but he's inherited his father's good sense. It's quite obvious, especially if you notice how he thinks through everything. I smile.

"I see you have a brain," I say, "as opposed to…" I trail off, gesturing to everyone else in the room. "Most people don't remember that victors are… highly traumatized."

"Thank you, Mr. Surge," he says, "Coil seems to be doing well."

"He is. I haven't had such a bright tribute in a long time."

"I agree. That's why I'd like to help support him."

"Ah, now we're talking. How much?"

He looks around. "It wouldn't be wise to say it in a place like this," he says. I nod. "But it'll be a six-figure sum."

"Then we greatly appreciate your contribution."

"You're very welcome. Now, if you'll excuse me, I've got other things to attend to."

He leaves, weaving through the crowd. I look around, and I see Flash McKury, one of the District One Victors, staring daggers at me. I just wave and make a slashing motion with my hand. He looks away. People don't call me the Phantom Menace for nothing. My competitors, they never saw it coming. They barely saw me at all. But I saw them.

And I still see them, even today.

A/N The other four mentors will be speaking on Saturday.

1. Any thoughts on Azul and how he views Alexander?

2. Sandy isn't happy with Larz… but the D4&10 alliance is finally after Coil. Thoughts?

3. What do you think of Aaran? WHat did his last sentence mean?

4. Favorite POV?


Also, who are you rooting for out of the final Seven? (Alexander, Larz, Coil, Stream, Ellery, Rye, James) Tell me in your review with #Team(insert name)!


Reviews: I have 278 reviews at the time I'm writing this! I'll be able to reach 300 before the end of the story! Thank you all!

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DecidedlyDestiel: I think it's hilarious how Stream's managed to last so long. And I agree, the Games really do change people.

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