Night Three

Rook Karis, 16

District Three Male

Rook kept lying on the footpath, his head resting on the jacket he was using as a pillow, even as the anthem played. It wasn't Panem's anthem anyway, its words much more meaningful, but not to him. The others were sleeping, quite unlike themselves to sleep before the anthem but it had been an eventful day being chased by bench mutts. Rook watched calmly as the pictures of the dead flashed, and he was shocked to see they were both Careers. Rook pursed his lips as he observed the new development. Well, could they take a risk of ambush?

Avni stirred beside him. He patted her forehead gently, and she was sleeping peacefully again. Rook took her hand absently, thinking ahead. The Careers were outnumbered currently, but could they take on them? Now would be a great time to strategise but…

Rook cursed himself. Why was he so indecisive? He needed to act soon, he could feel the urgency, and yet he lay still, looking at the stars. Avni squeezed his hand gently and he frowned, turning to look at her sadly. He wanted her to live, he wanted to win alongside her. Rook couldn't quite comprehend what was happening to him. He was exceptionally fond of the girl and he wanted to help her. He wanted her to get a chance at living a good life and leave this stupid country. Heck, he might leave with her if he could. He was fed up with everything, and he was losing hope of ever finding his mother.

He did not realise when his eyes started pricking or when tears pooled in them. Rook rarely cried, he was used to living with evil, but he had never felt so pathetically helpless. He hated this feeling more than anything else.

He released his hand gently and stood up slowly. He did not know what he was to do. They were in the final fifteen, and how long would it take to drop to the final eight? He glanced at the sleeping figures. Which one of them will stab him in the back? Something told him he was being paranoid for no reason, but maybe it was better to act that way in a situation of life and death. A sudden desire to wake Avni and leave the spot tried to overtake him. He glanced at her, curled up. He looked at the others. Lyanna and Cairn were pretty much passed out from exhaustion as they had done the most work to get rid of the mutts earlier. And Josephine… she was looking at him.

"What's the matter?" she whispered gently, raising herself just a bit and supporting her weight on her elbows.

"Unable to sleep," he replied easily, smiling down at her like the charming young man he was.

She sat up completely now, nodding as if this made a lot of sense, then covered her mouth to yawn. She patted the ground next to her as if inviting him to sit with her. Rook was reluctant about it but he kept the smile on his face and did it anyway. Soon, they were sitting side by side, looking at the sky.

"Did I miss the anthem?"

"Yeah…"

"Did anyone go?"

"Yeah."

Josephine looked at him, waiting for him to elaborate. How should Rook proceed? That two Careers just died? He still didn't know who or what could have taken out both of them, it just seemed highly implausible.

"Rook?"

"Cruxia," he said, "And Margaery."

Rook chanced a glance at her. Josehine's face was completely unreadable, and she made no sound, no comment, nothing. Rook couldn't tell how she felt about this. After all, as a Career she must feel something.

"Very well," she said finally, her eyes downcast for a moment. She gathered herself quickly though and asked him about his opinion regarding the situation. Rook was slightly taken aback by this for this was a strange thing to be asked at the middle of the night. He also did not know what kind of answer she expected and he knew it was important to reply in a way that satisfied the listener if he wanted to get anything out of the listener.

"I think that…"

"Tell me Rook. You needn't hesitate."

"Right," he said and sighed, making a big show of how uncomfortable he felt even saying this, "Since we have two Careers gone… I think the others will feel threatened. And if they feel threatened, it's not a good sign for us. They'd want to get rid of the biggest alliance there is. So, we need to get rid of them as soon as possible."

"So we confront them?"

Rook looked at her with an outward calm and an inner turmoil. He knew just how much ethics and morality mattered to her. Values were of so much importance to her that she had left that gang of Careers. How was she going to react to what he had to say? Again, conflict started in his mind; to say or not to say. It was a hard decision, for his words might have the power to offend Josephine greatly, and he didn't want the strongest member of his alliance to turn on them.

"Rook?"

"I- I need to think on it," he breathed out shakily.

Josephine continued to look at him and he expected her to insist further. His gears started churning at that for he needed to prepare a concrete answer, but then she just sighed and nodded.

"I get it," she said, "Let's discuss it in the morning."

"Yeah, that'll do."

"Goodnight Rook."

"Goodnight."

And Rook lied down again where he had been earlier. He didn't know whether Josephine would sleep or not, but he'd surely be awake. He needed a strategy right now.

Day Four

Josephine Marcellus, 18

District Two Female

Josephine was sure that Rook was uncomfortable last night.

She wasn't sure, however, why this was so. She felt as if he'd tried to leave last night, that her waking up and speaking was what stopped him. She'd not slept the whole night, and was quite aware that he hadn't either. It was when dawn came and Cairn got up that Josephine's eyes drooped and she fell asleep.

It was certainly not more than an hour, and soon they were all up. Rook's eyes were bloodshot, and she felt the case was the same with her.

"You both look like zombies," Lyanna said, and that pretty much summarised everything.

They had bananas for breakfast, and Josephine was lost in thought as she started peeling it, staring at the yellow skin without actually seeing it. Two Careers gone in a day… that was surprising. What would have caused their end? Josephine found it hard to believe that a tribute took them down. After all, Careers travelled in a pack. There was no other alliance as big as the Careers other than her own team. It had to be a mutt, she decided. But if it was a tribute… she needed to find them. They were dangerous and a threat if alive.

Rook told everyone about the deaths the previous day. Josephine noted that Lyanna had a soft smile on her face at the news whereas Cairn just looked tense and Avni appeared to be pensive.

"Now we have to figure out a way to go about it," Rook said finally, "Ideas?"

"Separate them and finish them off?" Cairn said, cringing hard at his own words.

"How will you finish them off?" Avni sighed, "They're armed. We're not."

That was a problem. Josephine was the only one who had a weapon of any sort, a double edged sword, and she tried hard not to find any ironic puns related to it. She leaned back on her elbows and looked at her allies as they contemplated further.

"Yeah but we can try to overpower them," Cairn said, although he himself sounded doubtful of the idea.

"Try. There's little chance we'll actually succeed."

"Well, good way to bring down the mood Avni."

"I'm sorry Cairn, but I really don't think separating and attacking them will work. They're smart and strong, stronger than most of us."

"And they're like wolves," Rook muttered.

"Besides, they'll have weapons of their choice and we'll just have our fists."

Josephine exhaled softly. Avni's points were right, and she was glad that it was her pointing out those problems. It gave Josephine time to think. She needed to dance right now, to clear her head and feel better about the whole thing, to feel normal. She didn't know what was happening exactly but she felt stressed, more stressed than she did when Margaery and Cruxia were alive. She could just tell that their next encounter with the Careers wouldn't go well. However, she was also slightly worried that, if she voiced out that particular sentiment, her allies might think that she had 'unconscious loyalty' towards her first alliance. It was nonsensical, but she knew what humans could be like sometimes.

"Well, if we don't have weapons, why don't we just create them?"

Everyone looked up at Lyanna as she said those words, their ears pricked, even as she peeled another banana, seemingly unaware of their curious and aghast stares. Josephine, however, sat up erect, eyes narrowed at her ally as if wanting to hang onto her every word.

"How will we do that, Lyanna?" Rook asked gently, "If the arena was a forest or something, we could definitely do something. But here…"

"You're right, Rook," Lyanna said, taking a bite of her banana, "We're not in a forest. We're in the Capitol."

And then, things clicked in for Josephine and she blurted out, "And the Capitol has everything!"

Cairn and Avni exchanged a look even as Rook chuckled as he got it too. The Capitol had every single thing that existed, and Rook was grinning now.

"Well you're right. My bad! We just have to look for a weapon-"

"Or something that can be used as one," Lyanna added.

"We can try by looking at the shopping malls."

"Or just some random house."

"There has to be at least a knife in every house."

"Or we can just carry something like a fire extinguisher and throw it at someone like bam!" Rook said and made a very excited movement of throwing a fire extinguisher, a grin on his face. It turned sheepish when he saw the others staring and some stifling their laughter.

"Sorry," he chuckled, "Just wanted to throw something."

They discussed other things that could be used as weapons: buckets, combs, mirrors, Maths textbooks, saucepan, pens, insects and other deadly instruments. Josephine laughed hard as, doubling over as they talked about all the things that could make a good weapon, forgetting completely why they were talking about weapons in the first place.

"Hair pins!" Josephine giggled, "For poking people in the eye!"

"Hot wax," Avni added, "That thing hurts."

"Choker," Rook nodded wisely, "For choking them."

They laughed hard at the pun, a pun that might not have made anyone even crack a smile had they not been in such a situation. Their sense of humour had gone down the gutter but it was fine.

"Guys," Cairn said, and he was not smiling at all. In fact, he looked nervous and fidgety, a frown on his face, and he was running his thumb over his fingers, "We have to look for these weapons to take down the Careers. It's time to move."

All the laughter died down within a second, the smiles wiped out, and everyone awkwardly collected their stuff. They loaded their bags, and everyone looked at Lyanna.

"What?" she asked.

"Where do we look?"

"I don't know."

Everyone exhaled collectively as one, shaking their heads.

"How about that building right in front of us?" Josephine said, and pointed… at the building right in front of them. It looked more like a residential complex than a shopping one, but since nobody had any ideas, they crossed the road as one.

Josephine cracked her knuckles, muttering, "Here we go."

Lyanna Winters, 18

District Twelve Female

It was like a palace, if you made the whole thing with coloured glass that shined so brightly it could make one go blind or insane, or both. They literally covered their eyes when they first stepped in, the red glass walls reflecting lights in a way that was just pure torture, and it took a lot of convincing their brains and begging their eyes to attempt to look again.

The floor was also shining brightly and there were lifts in the two corners of the lobby that was so wide that it dazed Lyanna. There was a reception desk, which they conveniently ignored, and headed towards one of the lifts.

"I think stairs would be safer," Rook muttered.

And so, they changed their course and started climbing up the stairs that had remained hidden until they had reached the lift, the door leading to the staircase decorated with a dazzling crying emoticon type thing made of some bright red stone, and it honestly creeped her out.

She was almost glad to be on the first floor, for while it was still shiny, it was bearable. There were plenty of doors on either wall of the corridor that was to the right of the foyer, and they set off. She wondered whether these were rooms or flats, and a part of her was kind of worried about opening any of the doors. Cairn tried a random one without warning and muttered incomprehensible things in frustration.

"It won't budge."

"It will," Lyanna and Josephine said and, in sync, kicked at the door. Despite looking very solid, it was not so, and it flew open, revealing the living room of a nice cosy flat.

"The door's not broken," Avni noted.

"Yeah it isn't," Rook replied, "Guys, some of us should stay at the door while the others look for anything that we can use."

"I'll stay here," Josephine said, "In case this needs to be opened again."

Ultimately, it was Lyanna and Cairn who went in, and Josephine graciously let them borrow her sword. A thought crossed Lyanna's mind as she took the weapon; would Josephine be able to defend herself if she impaled her now? She shook away that malicious thought and smiled gratefully at the other girl, before going into the flat with Cairn. They looked through the drawers and the cupboards and the furniture, strange things she'd not even heard of before. The flat was big, with five vast bedrooms.

"You look in the kitchen, I'll check the bathroom."

"Cool."

The girl opened the door of the bathroom, and the ambience hit her hard. Literally everything was gold there; golden curtains, gold basins, gold showers, gold bathtub and even a gold throne, and she rolled her eyes. Even in dire situations, she couldn't have forced herself to use this kind of bathroom. The amount of money that had been spent to make a toilet could have fed a family back in Twelve for a food many months. She started looking through the gold cabinets and found, to her surprise, golden stars. Normal bathrooms didn't have stars, much less those made of gold, but this was no normal bathroom and Lyanna was no fool. She took out a single one and touched its points. Immediately, blood oozed from her forefinger.

She whistled slowly. This was a good weapon, and the star was the perfect size. She threw one randomly at the curtain of the bathtub, and while it didn't hit the bull's eye, it was decent enough and light to use. There were about six of them and she put them all in the pockets of her jacket before leaving the bathroom, a slight smile on her face.

She saw Cairn emerge from the kitchen, looking somewhat even more nervous and anxious than he had earlier, and now she was worried. She put a hand on his shoulder and asked, "Are you okay?"

He looked at her, right in the eyes, and that was when she noticed that something was wrong. She had known Cairn for some time now, and all these days that she had worked for him, she had always seen a kind hearted smiling boy who was incredibly shy. However, what she saw now was just plain fear. No shyness, no kindness, nothing. Just fear.

"Cairn!" she exclaimed, grabbing both his shoulders and shaking them a bit.

"I'm fine," he said, his voice a little higher than his usual pitch, and continued, "I found enough knives in there. And…"

"And?"

"Nothing. I think this should be sufficient for all of us."

He was holding an array of knives. A butcher knife, two kitchen knives and a thing that looked like a sickle but really small and its blade looked like an assortment of teeth was placed on it.

"It's sharp," he said when he saw the look on her face, for the blade looked like literal teeth.

"...Right."

"And I found a bottle of water. And iodine to clean it."

"That's cool!"

"I also found a can of pepper spray."

"Well…"

"And I've also taken a box of toffees."

"Dude…!"

Cairn looked at her seriously at that and she gulped at the intense look. She never knew he was touchy about toffees. Or maybe, maybe he just felt so anxious that he thought everything was important.

"What else did you get?" she asked, quite sure that the list was over.

"Kerosene. Loads of it."

"Cairn… where are you keeping all these things?"

"There were shopping bags in the kitchen. I've put everything in a big one."

And then she saw it, a large jute bag along with the backpack they already had. By the looks of it, they were both full.

"The jute bag has only kerosene," he said, "While I'm carrying a matchbox in my jacket."

The gravity of Cairn's situation dawned on her as she heard him say that. He was kerosene and a matchbox! What happened to the sweet boy from Twelve?! What happened to her friend?! Cairn had such a deadly idea! She was about to react to it, talk to him about what was happening to him, when a loud cry startled her.

"Cairn! Lyanna!"

The two exchanged a glance and rushed out to the door, stopping dead right next to Josephine. Lyanna couldn't believe this was happening already...

The Careers had arrived.

Napoleon "Nate" Walter, 18

District Two Male

It had taken a soda from the vending machines to encourage the Careers into taking action.

The energy of the group was down, and despite talking and talking and talking about plans, their discussion had not reached any fruitful results. None of them had wanted to move. None of them wanted to act. So Nate had told them to take a walk and while they tried to make excuses to stay back, he tagged them along anyway.

So the boys got their cans and drank soda. Can after can, it went on disappearing, but Nate wasn't drinking any. Basileus turned to him questioningly and asked why he refrained from soda.

"Oh, it could have been poisonous," he replied cheerfully.

The boys spewed out their drinks at that and Jupiter angrily grabbed his collar.

"You wanted to kill us?!"

"Not really," Nate replied calmly, not bothering to remove Jupiter's hand, "But I wanted you guys to realise something. Not doing anything won't help. Maybe this drink isn't poisoned. But if we stay still for too long, it'll not be long before the Gamemakers come for us. And so, we need to move."

"You speak as if we don't want to do anything!" Nereus exclaimed.

"We've been discussing for hours Napoleon!" Basil muttered.

"And what exactly have we discussed?"

Jupiter's grip slackened on his collar at his words and Nate released himself. He stepped back a bit and smiled lightly at them.

"If we don't do something, we'll be targets for the Gamemakers. We need to act."

"But- but what should we do?" Jupiter whispered, "This arena is so huge and complex. We don't know where the tributes might be. We don't know what else they might be having. If they can find a working car, they can find anything."

"And so can we," Nate replied, his voice slow and reassuring as always, "But we need to start looking for that. We need to start hunting in a pack, like the wolves we were taught to follow all our childhood."

There was much staring, much looking for a way to react but again, nothing came out if it, and soon they were walking down the road, looking at random buildings.

"Should we check this?" Nereus asked.

"Nah, sure nobody's entered this."

"How can you say that?"

"I… just know."

The thing was that Nate didn't really know how he was so sure. He just was, and he didn't want to say anything more on it. They moved from one building to another, passed by some parks, an amusement park, a car showroom that soured their moods immediately.

"I will burn down all those cars," Nereus muttered furiously.

Or we can use them, Nate thought, but before he could actually bring it up the group had moved on.

And then, he stopped. It was not a big clue, but it was clue enough to know they were close to some tributes.

"What happened?" Basileus asked as he realised Nate wasn't following them.

The boy from Two looked at his allies, then shifted his gaze down to the pavement, and others followed him. There they saw extremely yellow banana peelings, lots of them, thrown casually in a dustbin.

"Somebody was here?" Jupiter wondered.

"Somebody is probably still here," Nate said, his lips pursed. Looking at the amount of peelings, he was sure it was an alliance and not an individual, and a big alliance at that too.

He was confident it was the other big alliance, Lyanna's alliance. Nate smiled.

"Napoleon?"

"I think we should do a quick search of this building."

"You're right."

"What I don't get is," Basil said as they started towards the lobby, "What kind of person throws trash in dustbins in an arena?"

The boys laughed at that and they entered the building, before covering their eyes as something blinded them. Nate groaned in agony even as others cursed aloud. Nate mentally prepared himself to look at this monstrosity, and when his eyes flickered open. He realised it was some red walls shining so brightly that he would cry tears of blood. Jupiter pointed at a lift but Nate shook his head.

"Stairs. Take the stairs."

So they went towards the staircase to the left hand side, the weird frown emoticon on the door bothering Napoleon more than it should have, but he pushed through.

And soon they were in the corridor, a very long one at that. And he also saw that he was correct all this while.

Standing in front of a door were Josephine, Avni and Rook. The two groups saw each other, and for a moment neither said anything. And then Jupiter nocked his bow and took aim.

"Cairn! Lyanna!" Rook cried out.

And Jupiter let his arrow fly.

Josephine leaped aside gracefully, and the arrow stuck in the door. Avni wrenched it out. Nate noticed that his district partner did not have her sword, and a smile crept on his face like that of a predator, and the group started walking amicably towards them, and he saw their colour drain from their faces as the Careers approached. Lyanna and Cairn came out through the door, looking panicked, and then the late comers saw them. Napoleon waved at Lyanna, winking at her, and she fumed in response.

"Lyanna, my sword," Josephine said, forwarding her hand. The girl from Twelve's face paled completely at that and she gasped.

"It's back in the flat…"

"WHAT?!"

Nate had never seen Josephine look so distressed. She looked so furious that he was almost sure that she'd kill Lyanna herself. Instead, she yanked a knife out of Cairn's hands for there was no time to go in and get her weapon.

And then they charged.

Nate thought that it would have been wiser if they had backtracked down the other staircase, but he wasn't going to complain. Rook and Avni clashed against Basileus, each of them having a knife, whereas Josephine attacked Jupiter and Cairn was against Nereus. Nate glanced at his own sword with a smile and charged Lyanna.

She was swift and strong, he'd give her that. She managed to avoid most of his attacks. He pounced on her, but she rolled out of the way and pulled out something from her jacket, and hurled it towards Nate. The boy from Two easily dodged it, for agility was his biggest strength, and he slashed at her again, leaving a gash in her arm.

"Aah!" the girl screamed and Nate attacked again. She dodged it, wincing in pain, but threw another star at him, which he deflected with his sword. He kicked out and his leg connected to her stomach, and she gasped as her breath exploded. Lyanna was holding her stomach tightly even as he ambled towards her.

"I think it's time-"

THUD!

Both Napoleon and Lyanna looked around to see what had happened. Nate cried out as a cannon exploded, and he was so shocked that he almost dropped his sword.

Cairn was there, standing over Nereus' body, a big piece of frozen lamb in his hand coloured in blood. Nate had no idea how he got it or where he was carrying it, but he had just killed Nereus with a stupid frozen lamb! He had read somewhere that a big chunk of ice was strong, but this strong?!

"Hahahaha!"

Nate was, if he was being honest to himself, scared of Cairn right now. The boy was laughing, throwing his head back and holding the frozen lamb, which simply refused to thaw, like a club. He pointed it towards him.

"You're next."

Napoleon pursed his lips and got ready.

And soon he was fighting two of them. He once hit Cairn and left a nice slash on his back, but the boy did not drop that stupid piece of ice no matter what. And it was an effective weapon, as Nate had already seen. All his efforts were directed at dodging attacks, because both the meat and the stars were lethal. Thankfully, Lyanna ran out of the latter.

And Napoleon charged again, fully expecting Cairn to attack, but the other boy did something completely unexpected.

He pushed Lyanna through the flat door and locked it after himself.

"Come out and fight!" Nate yelled out, panting just a bit. Poor Nereus… How could this happen? Nate banged at the door but it was clear that those two weren't coming out, so he simply locked the door from outside.

"Rot in there," he muttered and turned around to observe the others.

Things were… not going well. Jupiter fired an arrow at Josephine and she threw her knife at him. Neither weapon hit but now Jupiter was with a knife and Josephine was with an arrow. The two charged at each other, screaming as if giving a war cry, and Napoleon watched as Josephine stabbed Jupiter in his throat with the arrow while his knife missed her narrowly. Josephine yanked it out of his hand and slashed his neck, the cannon exploding.

And Nate… he crept up on her and brought down his sword at the back of her neck. She cried out as blood oozed out of her wound and Nate pulled out his sword again, making her cry aloud.

"You- you coward…!"

And that was the last thing she ever uttered.

Her words were going to echo in her mind for a long time, and he shut his eyes momentarily. He probably shouldn't have killed his District Partner, but now nothing could be changed. He knew in his heart too that he wouldn't really change it because he had taken down one of the strongest competitors.

He turned his gaze to look at Basil, who was kicked between the legs by Avni right then and he yelped.

"Run!" Rook shouted and the two started running towards the staircase. Basil followed them, and Nate threw Josephine's knife at them. Avni pushed Rook hard and the knife missed.

They were near the lift now and Avni pushed the buttons to call it. Basil literally dived at the pair, who scattered at the move. Napoleon watched as the elevator opened, and before anyone could do anything, Avni pushed Rook into it.

"GO!" she screamed and started off towards the stairs. Rook protested her action, but when he saw Napoleon running towards him with his sword to impale him, Rook shut the door and the lift was gone.

Nate came to a stop, having missed that brat, but he was startled at a loud painful cry. He ran down the stairs when he saw on the landing that Basil had Avni in the heart and she was bleeding, bleeding profusely, to her death.

"Avni!" Rook's voice seemed to be coming from the ground floor.

The dying girl mustered all her strength as she bled and bellowed, "GOOOOOO!"

And Nate ran down the stairs, ignoring her and Basil, to catch the other boy. He was close, he wasn't going to let him go. He was so close to this kill… Other than Basileus and himself, all the Careers were dead. He had to win now, he had to at any cost.

The boy was gone when he reached the lobby, and he had disappeared from sight when he looked out in the street. Just then, the cannon exploded.

Napoleon closed his eyes in exhaustion and allowed himself to sink on the road and breathe. This had been a big day. A day that would be a game changer. His only ally was Basileus now. He recalled that Lyanna and Cairn were still locked up in that flat and he sighed at that. Two more people had to be taken care of tight now. He would ask Basil to tag along though for who knew what other stuff Cairn had for weapons?

He threw back his head and looked, the sunlight washing over him warmly, but he felt cold. In all honesty, he hadn't really thought he could win this despite his incredibly high score in the private sessions. Right now, however, he felt unstoppable.

After all Basileus Paladino was the only one who could beat him now, and he wouldn't because they could win together. He wiped some blood from his face, he didn't know whose it was and he didn't care. He was smiling now, smiling lightly at the sky.

Victory was close.

Eulogies:

15th- Nereus Naga (killed by Cairn Rochester): I'm sure this was surprising. Nereus was an amazing character, he was this sweet guy who helped and trusted everyone but he turned into this bitter boy who was exposed to cruelties of the world. I loved writing Nereus and while I understand that his development was more negative, I hope it was still good enough. Rest in peace Nereus, you'll be missed.

14th- Jupiter Aeneas (killed by Josephine Marcellus): All the readers hated him lol, although that wasn't why he went. I think Jupiter was a great character, and I enjoyed writing him. Where everyone wants to be a hero, he was a villain and a great one at it. I just saw him being killed by Josephine and that's why this is how it went. Rest in peace Jupiter, I'll miss you.

13th- Josephine Marcellus (killed by Napoleon Walter): Okay, I know this was unexpected! Josephine was brilliant and a Career that all of us loved and could root for. She was an ethical Career in a true sense and she was a fantastic character. It was hard to write her end, but I'd already decided that, whenever the two alliances would clash, she'd go. Josephine, rest in peace, you're going to be missed.

12th- Avni Silvan (killed by Basileus Paladino): While everyone knew she was going to go one way or the other, I think most people were still rooting for her. She was an amazing character, a favourite of majority of the readers, and she was so fun to write. She ultimately managed to save Rook just as she'd promised herself. Rest in peace kiddo, you were awesome.

Yeah… I know. Almost all the Careers are gone lol. This was why the Anti Careers were having a good time till now and didn't have any action. We're down to two Careers: Napoleon and Basileus. Did you expect this to happen?

I had lost the last two POVs so I'd had to rewrite them. I'm sorry if the writing is bad in them.

Alliances:

Killers? Killers: Napoleon, Basileus

I'm Playing You: Aron, Akira

This Was Bound To Happen: Kai, Dakota

Sisters: Cat, Nell

Napoleon Is After Us: Lyanna, Cairn

Loner: Rook

PS: We finally got a loner.