I jolt upwards in shock. I'm breathing heavily, clutching my chest.

Nightmare... My first since I got here to the Capitol... I'm surprised I went so long without one-,

Then I suddenly notice everything around me. When I went to sleep I was in the middle of a field with nothing but snow surrounding me. Now there is no snow, instead I'm surrounded by a giant wetland.

"Did the snow melt while I was out? How... How did it do that so quickly?" I question.

My mind is racing, confused. As I search around, frantically wondering if the answer is right in front. It isn't like the sun is out at the moment, matter of fact it seems darker than it did earlier. My heart begins pounding.

Am I dead or something? Did the wolf sneak up and kill me?

I pick up my bag and begin slowly walking off. Well if so, this... this isn't the next world people expected. Maybe I am still alive, but then again the Hunger Games is pretty much hell in itself, no difference.

I kind of laugh at that. Each step I take ends up making my shoes wet. Right as I begin walking through the wetlands though, my stomach begins to growl.

"Oh right, I haven't eaten in about a day. I guess all that emotional trauma made me forget I'm supposed to take care of myself." I admit

I crouch down, checking into my bag. In about a second, I grab something out of it. The first thing I bring out is a sack of crackers which were in my backpack when I found it. Of course, I still have the crackers from LONG ago still in here. I take a cheese cracker and taste it. I also have a loaf of bread but I should save that for when I'm really about to die of hunger.

Though when I think about it... I don't remember eating at all yesterday. I can already see some veins in my arms. It's a little uncomfortable to look at but otherwise I think I'm going to live for now.

I begin jogging forward towards the northeast which is the direction the giant mountain is. There could be something more past that area, possibly.

I look up to the darkening sky, almost completely black actually. It's honestly pretty strange. The weather has been VERY inconsistent. First it started off very moderate before becoming very chilly. Now it's back to being very moderate with signs of bad weather affront. Hopefully it isn't hail. Hail storms are both unpredictable and unavoidable. Both back at home and here.

Also, I'm out in the open. No way to avoid one of those. So is that the gimmick of the arena? Making sure that the arena is unpredictable because this is pretty lame and tame compared to the 25th and 50th. Well to be fair so was 75th but it wasn't too bad.

The 25th had the type of seasons change every 12 hours. As tame as it may sound it got REALLY out of hand at the end.

The 50th was more or less like this. However, the arena was very nice looking with no danger in site. THAT was until you'd come to the conclusion that everything in the arena was dangerous. It was horrifying to say the least.

The 75th was a land of candy with sweets as far as they eye could see. It didn't end well to say the least...

This arena seems to be any other arena just with a god awful weather system that seems to be bipolar. Annoying as it is, I'll have to give the gamemakers credit for making an arena that causes the tributes to jump around even without tributes fighting each other.

Speaking of which, can you believe I haven't come into direct contact with one in days. Not counting the District 8 tributes from the other arena accidentally rushing into this one, the last tribute I actually ran into was Ceres and the 10 girl. I only saw the District 12 girl but that was it.

I grin a little thinking of that. "And there are only like, 7 of us in this area left? Well that's way too good to be true." I admit, walking towards the horizon.

(Time Passes...)

As I slowly get a little closer to the base of the mountain, I notice another forest surrounding it. It's actually kind of interesting and intriguing. The grass surrounding is wet, causing every step I make to make a small splashing sound. It's annoying. I'm trying to stay quiet, why does it have to do that?

I sigh, taking a few more steps forward. A heavy fog lays over the forest. It's haunting and very unnerving. As I get in deeper, the fog gets heavier and worse. My mind is jumping around both in awe and fearing for my life. I don't doubt there's some mutts hiding around in here and there could be a possibility that a tributes in here.

Wait why am I coming in here then...

"Heh. I'm a stupid kid who lost the only people he could call friends. I guess I'm just becoming suicidal." I sigh.

I take a few more steps into the room, chill bumps beginning to form as my heart pounds against my chest. I feel like I'm hearing sounds. Nothing specific but I hear feet movement.

I pull out another knife from my backpack. If anythings in here they probably aren't going to survive me. I take a few more steps forward before picking up speed. As I look around, I feel like I'm seeing things. Like faces in the trees. Eyes watching me from a distance.

My mind becomes a little more panicked. "I should leave. This isn't a very safe place." I say, turning towards the entrance I came in from.

I begin rushing in a full on dash towards the entrance... Just this isn't exactly the place I started. "What? I could've sworn this was the-, Oh no!" I shout, looking around.

I begin ventilating at a great rate, fearing for my safety. I'm looking around franticcly, hoping... praying the way out is somewhere around here.

I head in the opposite direction before heading east. I think I see a light so I run harder than before. Right before I can get to it though, I spot a moving object through the corner of my eye.

I'm about to jump back when suddenly I'm tackled to the ground. I scream, having been expecting something like this. I wave my knife around, trying to take out whoever has thrown me to the floor.

Before I know it though, the thing is slamming its fist into my face and over. "BRITE! GET OFF HIM!" Somebody shouts in my direction as I'm punched in the face repeatedly.

A few seconds later, the boy is forcibly pulled off me. I pull myself back, absolutely confused at everything that's going on at the moment.

"What the hell, Bran!" He shouts.

He waves his hands. "Don't hurt the kid yet." He says.

The older boy glares at me. "Why not? He's in the area, we have to kill him anyways. Stop being such a pansy!" He shouts.

The other boy shakes his head. "Brite. Not yet. We're being outnumbered and even if the others are okay, we need more." He explains.

I sit back, confused. "More... More what?" I ask.

Bran gives me a dead stare. "Let's just say... fodder. Something like that." He says.

For a second, I'm confused. "You mean you need people to just... die for you? Why the hell would I agree to that?" I ask.

The boy just shakes his head. "You don't need to. I'm forcing you to help up, boy." He says.

After closer examination, I recognize their jackets. Rust Red for 5... Bottle green for 9... It's them. The two rebellious tributes.

"It's you two. The 9 and 5 alliance." I grit my teeth, backing up.

"Yeah, us. I'm Brite and that's Bran. There were more of us but... well they're dead now." The District 5 boy, Brite, explains.

I'm still shocked. How did I even come across these two? Why were they hiding in this forest of all places and the list of questions go on.

"Wh-What were you two doing... hiding in here?" I ask.

Bran looks over to Brite. Brite then gives an affirmative nod cuing Bran to turn back to me. "You see, there aren't any cameras in here. Surprisingly not. Also, we're good at a thing called ambushing people. This is the best place to use that practice." They explain to me.

I'm still baffled about what they said first though. "They don't have cameras in here? WHat type of bull is that? Who even said that?" I question.

"Oh... Uh this might take a lot of time to explain. You see... we're apart of a-,

"Rebellion? Yeah, I once heard a meeting between you and the others." I tell them.

Brites eyes light up. "You WHAT!?" He gets up, grabbing my shirt collar.

I'm actually scared now. "Y-Yeah. I was going to sneak in some training but you guys were in their discussing your plan or whatever!" I say in a very panicked mode.

Not even Bran gets him off me this time though. "You bastard! You didn't tell anyone about it did you?" He shouts in my face.

I quickly shake my head. "Not even your brother?" He questions in a desperate tone.

"No. I was too tired to care." I argue.

The older boy just shoves me into a tree. "Hm. Well since you have info on our plan we very well can't let the boy go." He sighs.

"Luckily we found the brat. If he let out any information we're screwed." Brat takes a deep breath.

I give a confused look. "So wait? You're going to hold me hostage?" I question.

"Nope," The boy from 5 (Brite) shakes his head. "We're going to use you as a meat shield of such." He exclaims.

My eyes widen. So there going to use me as a human shield? A 12 year old? What assholes. However, I don't let my fear and anger show.I sit up straight, glaring at them.

"And what if I try to escape?" I question them.

Bran chuckles. "We kill you. Simple as that." He exclaims.

I mimic his chuckle. "You're going to have to be fast on your feet to do that." I smirk at them, showing confidence. To be fair, I am VERY fast. Heck, I'm pretty sure I could've reached the cornucopia before a lot of the other tributes, just I knew it was way to risky to go in head on.

Back to the conventioneer with me and the rebellious ones, the aren't amused at my comment. "It'll be pretty easy to simply take you down before you can get to far. Trust us, we have confidence in our speed." Brite argues.

I liked it better when I was in an alliance with people that were there for each other. Brite seems to be on the jerkass side of things while Bran doesn't even know what he's doing. At this moment, I actually want to get up and make a run for it.

"It isn't like you two plan on going anywhere. Why do you even need a human shield?" I ask.

Bran gives a shrug. "You'll be more like a distraction for when we go to the cornucopia again. We only have a days worth of food currently." Brite explains.

"How long have you fools been in here?" I ask.

"2 or so. We can't tell. You can't tell if it's day or night. Heck, we don't even know who's died yet." Bran admits.

I facepalm hard enough to leave a mark on my forehead. "You see... The careers are all gone now. They were killed by District 10 and 11." I tell them.

After I explain that to them, Bran gives me the most dumbfounded face I think I've ever seen. "But somebody else has to be occupying the place right now! Trust us." He gets up.

I sigh. "So when do you two plan on leaving?" I ask.

"Right now actually." Brite also stands up.

My eyes widen. "Really? Are you two even prepared?" I question them.

Brite turns around and glares. "Don't question us! We know what we're doing!" He spits.

I roll my eyes. "No stopping you know. But one last question... How do you know there aren't cameras in this area?" I ask.

Bran laughs a little. "Well, you aren't going to believe this but one of the gamemakers is helping us out." Bran tells me.

I facepalm. "I don't think that makes sense in any degree..." I begin to get up as well.

I don't see why they need fodder. These idiots are going to get themselves killed anyways...

(Time Passes...)

If my face shows anything at this moment, it's contempt. What the hell does these idiots think they're doing forcing me to follow them along with this. Well, yeah I know information to their "plan" but I honestly don't give a shit about it, I don't plan on telling anybody and finally I didn't even plan on interfering.

Well to make sure I don't get away, I'm standing in front of them so they can make sure I don't run away.

We head directly towards the cornucopia (Which is already a 2-4 hour trip by foot) through the murky swamp. It's actually been a while since I traveled through this area of the arena. By this point though, I can't even concentrate on that as my feet seem to burn in agony. We've been marching nonstop. At least I took breaks when I did everything on my own. These idiots don't know what they're doing.

"Hey? Are we going to stop to take a break at some point?" I ask.

Bran shakes his head. I growl, annoyed. I face forward.

This... Is... Stupid...

As we move across the swamp, I find myself not caring much about everything that's going on around me. The birds are chirping (And anytime I hear ones close to me, I scamper around in fear that there are bird mutts surrounding me again), some frogs are croaking and the boys behind me are bickering about what they should do when they meet up with the rest of their alliance.

I'm moving quietly, almost like a boy heading to the funeral of their father. I wouldn't exactly know since my dad never had a burial service... But I digress.

However, suddenly the two behind me stop. I stop as well, turn around. They're looking around, as if they're searching for something.

"Did you hear something?" I ask them.

"No shit. What else." The Brite grits his teeth.

I sigh. "It was probably nothing. Let's get moving." I tell them.

Bran rolls his eyes. "Says you." He begins to move forward.

I turn back to Brite. He's still looking around for what could've been the sound he heard. Bran just walks ahead of me as he does.

After a few moments, Bran turns around and gives Brite a confused look. Brite finally turns back to Bran, eyeing him with a very serious face. "It's them. We've got to go!" He shouts, picking up speed and rushing off ahead.

"Wait? Who!?" Bran questions him, taking the words right out of my mouth.

It only takes 2 seconds for the question to be answered though. In no time flat, something jumps out of the mud and I hear a giant comping sound. Mud flies everywhere, confusing us as we look around.

"BRITE!" Bran shouts, his voice cracking in fear.

All we hear from Brite is a loud, horrific scream. In the place Brite was a second ago is nothing... nothing but the mud that was their before he... Died.

"BOOM!"

Yeah... He just died.

"What the hell was that?!" I ask.

Bran shakes his head. "FOLLOW ME!" He shouts as he begins running forward.

I'm already questioning weather I should run with him or away. As I sprint, these thoughts begin clouding my head. Seriously! That thing came from the ground! We should jump in the trees or something!

Matter of fact, that's exactly what I begin doing. I throw myself at a tree before gripping on and climbing up. The boy from 9 turns back and notices me up on the tree.

"What the hell are you doing?!" He shouts at me.

"Surviving! You should do it too!" I shout as the ground around him begins to slowly sink.

He jumps out of the way before continuing his mad sprint. By this point, he's too far away for me to see him. I'm taking some breaths, both winded from all the walking AND running as well as mortified.

Is he going to be okay?

"AAAAAAH!" Something shouts over the horizon. Another loud chomping sound is heard before silence...

"BOOM!"

A canon is heard. I want to say that it's the boy from 9 but that sounded a hell of a lot like a girl... Hm...

I sigh. Maybe that was District 12. I doubt it was anybody else... Or it could've been Monica but I doubt she's around at all.

I doubt the gamemakers are stopping with just 5 and 12/4 so I decide to stick up in the tree, climbing up a little higher. The tree isn't too tall so I manage to climb up all the way to the top.

As I do, I manage to see the entire forest from up here. Matter of fact, the cornucopia isn't very far off. Which is strange considering... You know, it was FAR to the west. From the look of it... we went East so how is the cornucopia-,

"Hm. So this must be the other arena... And they aren't going to let us in the easy way huh..." I realize.

I snap my fingers. I should try jumping from tree to tree. I heard Aunt Rue was good at it. Why won't I...

I take a deep breath before looking over the horizon.

1... 2... 3...

I got distracted by literally everything this week. Heck, if I just sat down I'd find something else to distract me (Usually stuff I do on Youtube and annoying children but that's unimportant). Also, I started watching Death Note... That actually isn't relevant to anything but I just started watching it so if I'm gone to long... I'm probably binge watching that...