I'm so happy right now. SO. FLIPPING. HAPPY. IT'S THE BLOODBATH! Shoutout to everybody who submitted tributes to this story. I wish I didn't have to kill off twenty three of them. D:

Now guys, I've got a request for you. Please, please, PLEASE don't scroll down to the bottom to see who dies. I know it's tempting, but it's way more fun to actually read it. Thanks!

Please keep in mind that the order of deaths in the POVs might not necessarily be the actual order. The eulogies will confirm the placement your tribute got. Also, there are probably going to be a lot of POV switches here.

Alright, here we go! This is a lot shorter than I originally thought it would be, but it's still got plenty of death in it. :)

District 2: Juno Armstrong, Age 18

I spot her about a minute or so into the bloodbath. After a moment of scanning the clearing, I catch sight of her light blond hair as she grabs a backpack. She takes a quick look behind her, and her eyes grow wide with horror when she spots me grinning maliciously at her, a huge sword in my hand. After a slight hesitation, she takes off into the jungle, and I run after her immediately.

Jessica is quick, but I'm quicker, and it's not long before I've caught up to her. I swing my sword wildly at her torso, but she dances out of the way and continues to run. I chase behind her until I'm close enough to tackle her. She screams as I raise my sword to finish her off and lashes out with her hand, hitting me hard in the face. I roar as the taste of blood fills my mouth, and before she can evade me again, I plunge my sword into her chest. Jessica gasps, then goes limp.

I grunt and stand, tearing the sword out of her body and turning back to the Cornucopia. A smile lights up on my face, and I sprint back to the bloodbath, ready to kill again.

District 4: Marine Gray, Age 16

I leap off the pedestal as soon as the gong sounds. My eyes flit across the scene like a hawk searching for its prey. I notice the boy beside me- I think he's from District 6- run across the grass, aiming for a backpack near the center of the Cornucopia. After grabbing a small knife, I rush to him, barreling him over and shoving my knife into his heart. He stares up at me, his eyes wide and fearful, as I repeatedly stab him. Once I'm confident he's dead, I get to my feet and search for a new victim.

District 5: Kala Haggart, Age 16

No. No, no, no, no…

I feel hot, sticky tears forming in the corner of my eyes as I watch Marine murder Nathan, my feet frozen in place. My mind is screaming or me to run, but I can't tear my eyes away from the gruesome sight. After a moment, Marine finally finishes and gets up. We lock eyes and pure horror pulses through my veins. I finally force myself to abandon the pak I was going for and run.

While I sprint, I glance behind me, and suddenly, I'm on the ground. I cry in pain as I realize Marine's knife has pierced my ankle. I panic when I realize that I can no longer walk and make a desperate attempt to crawl away, but it's no use. Marine closes in quickly, grabbing the knife out of my ankle and pushing it through my forehead. Red fills my vision, and then all is black.

District 11: Angelica Broome, Age 13

The fear in my body is tamed slightly when I see Cole near me, separated only by the girl from District 3. I spot Beckett on the other side of the clearing and resolve to meet up with him as soon as I join Cole.

When the time, runs out, Cole and I run straight for each other. I feel myself become paralyzed as I see Juno rushing towards us, but she goes right past us without a second thought, aiming instead for the 3 girl.

"We should probably go and get something," Cole tells me. I nod, and we both run towards the center, searching for something worthwhile. Just as I set my course towards a thick looking backpack, I'm taken to the ground. The boy from District 3 stands above me, aiming a knife at my heart. I yelp, but before I can do anything, my attacker is shoved away. I realize that Beckett has come to my aid. He takes a step towards the boy, who flees without a second thought. Beckett doesn't bother pursuing him, instead helping me to my feet. We back away to the edge of the clearing, and after a moment, Cole runs to us, panting heavily and with a pack of supplies slung over his shoulder.

"Are you ready?" Beckett asks.

"Yeah. Let's get out of here," I respond, and together, we leave the agonized shouts of dying children behind us.

District 1: Ariana Angel, Age 15

I catch a glimpse of it as I sprint towards the Cornucopia. The shimmering form of a golden bow, along with a full quiver of arrows. I stop dead in my tracks before rushing to the weapons, keeping a sharp lookout for anyone who might try and attack me.

I reach the bow at about the same time as the girl from District 12. We both grapple with it for a moment before I get the upper hand and wrench it out of her grasp. I reach for an arrow, but by the time I load it into the bow, I've already lost sight of her.

I turn in a circle, searching for someone else to kill. After a moment, I see the perfect target: the girl from District 7 is running towards a belt of throwing knives, her back turned to me. I hesitate for a moment. Can I really do it? Can I really kill an innocent human being?

You're in the Hunger Games, remember? She has to die at some point for you to come home. I let the arrow fly, and it strikes her in the back. She lets out an agonized shout before falling to the ground. I let out a shaky breath.

What did I just do?

District 9: Rois McCormack, Age 15

I glance around the clearing, searching desperately for Erin, but find no trace of her. She must be on the other side of the Cornucopia. As soon as the gong goes off, I'm off my pedestal, sprinting towards a large pack as fast as my legs can carry me. I can no longer hear the screams of the tributes around me. All of my attention is focused on getting the heck out of here as quickly as I can.

I pause once I have the pack firmly strapped around my shoulders, torn. Should I leave now? Or should I try and find Erin? I make a split second decision and head towards the middle of the fray. I finally spot her staggering away from the District 1 girl, who's notched her bow and is looking for someone to shoot, finally releasing the arrow on the District 7 girl. I sprint to Erin's side, and she spins around before sighing in relief when she sees me. "Come on," I tell her, and she follows me without hesitation. My shoulders relax as we tear through the jungle. We're safe.

For now, at least.

District 10: Maylee Templeton, Age 15

I chew my bottom lip as the gong rings. Tracie, my mentor, warned me to get out of the bloodbath immediately, but the supplies are so tempting...

I figure that it won't hurt if I just grab one or two things from the fringes. No one will notice me. I'll be out of there as quickly as I came in.

I dash towards the supplies closest to me, praying that no one will see me.

District 7: Verin Fleras, Age 18

I toss the heavy axe I picked up from hand to hand, my eyes set on the girl from 10. She's small and a pretty easy looking kill, but I don't know if I have it in me to end her life.

Mom and Vera are counting on you to come home.

I blow through my mouth and resolve that if I don't kill her, someone else will. I bound towards the girl, and as she spins around to face me, I slice straight through her chest. She lets out a scream and falls backwards, landing with a thud in the dirt.

I'm about to flee when I see the boy from District 10.

District 10: Jon Winsi, Age 15

I feel like I'm choking. I let out a horrified scream as Maylee falls to the ground, then scream again, this one filled with a burning rage. He killed her. That awful boy from District 7 just killed my best friend.

Adrenaline pumps through my blood, and I scoop up a small knife near me before charging towards the boy. His eyes catch mine, and I see a jolt of panic go through them. I swing my knife towards him, giving his arm a deep gash, but he lashes back with a thin blow to my stomach, disorienting me and giving him time to run.

A sob escapes my lips and I chuck my knife at him, but it's no use, and he soon disappears into the trees. I fall to my knees beside Maylee, holding her hand, which has since grown cold and limp. She's dead. She's dead. She's really dead…

I barely feel the bite of the sword as it pokes out of my stomach. "Enjoying yourself, 10?" Comes the snake-like voice of the boy from District 2 in my ear as he rips the blade out of my back. I fall forward, and soon, I join Maylee in death. I don't mind, though. At least I won't have to live without her the rest of my life.

District 1: Blaze Hale, Age 17

I run to the spear as quickly as I can, forcing all of my energy into my sprint. I grab it, rocking it back and forth to test its weight.

I hear the sound of footsteps behind me, and instinctively, I twirl the spear behind me, hitting the tribute with the butt of my weapon. I turn to see the boy from 9 lying shocked on the ground. His eyes are filled with fear as I bite my lip, my spear raised above my head. Kill him, Blaze. You have to kill him. My shoulders tense, and then I lower my weapon.

"Go," I order the boy, glancing around to make sure none of the Careers are watching. "Run!"

He stares at me in disbelief for a moment before turning towards the jungle. I watch as he fades away, then turn back to the Cornucopia.

The Capitol may be able to force us into these games. But they can't force us to kill.

District 5: Wyatt Foster Junior, Age 17

The voices inside my head are going haywire as the clock ticks down to zero. Some or telling me to run, others telling me to find a weapon. I hold my hands to my head, trying to block them out, but it's no use. I can't escape them.

You need to kill your allies, one voice hisses. That way, they won't get a chance to betray you. I realize that it makes a point. If I stay in my alliance, there's always a chance that they could kill me when I'm not expecting it. It'll be better to eliminate that possibility early.

My eyes turn on Alyxandra, who has only the 12 boy separating us, and I make my decision.

She'll never see it coming.

District 8: Alyxandra Lernan, Age 16

I blink tears out of my eyes as the timer blinks to nothing and a loud ring buzzes across the clearing. I watched as Marco Shavel jumped to his death, watched as my ally was blown sky high. It gives me a sick feeling in my stomach.

I tell myself that I have to move, and I shakily move towards a pack of dried fruit that lies only a few steps. I reach down to pick it up, but am suddenly blown off my feet.

I stare into the face of the person above me and realize with shock that it's Wyatt. His eyes have a wild glint to them as he raises the knife in his hand, the shiny surface glinting evilly in the sun. I scream and squeeze my eyes shut so that I don't have to watch him kill me.

I don't even feel the pain of the knife.

But wait.

I can still hear the screaming.

I wouldn't be able to hear anything if I was dead, would I?

I open my eyes to see Wyatt lying limp beside me, a bloody hatchet sticking out of his back. Above him stands Livia. She wrenches the hatchet out of my former ally's skin before pulling me to my feet, shouting, "Come on!" My feet follow her before my brain has time to catch up, and together we head into the jungle, where more dangers are bound to await us.

And that's it! Did you like it? Did any of the deaths surprise you?

Sponsoring won't start until day 2. I have yet to make the sponsoring list, but it'll come out soon enough.

23rd Place: Nathan Hayas: Stabbed in the heart with a knife by Marine Gray, District 4 female

Aww, man. This death was HARD to write. Nathan was so sweet and innocent… aghh. I did consider letting him live a little bit longer, but he was never going to win, and I feel as though he was submitted as a bloodbath tribute, so he ended up here. :(

22nd Place: Carlina Trask- Shot in the back with an arrow by Ariana Angel, District 1 female

Poor Carlina. She was a neat character with plenty of little quirks, but I feel as though in the end, she was one of the more normal tributes, which oddly enough made me like her even more. I've found that SYOTs don't usually get a lot of the more average tributes. Anyways, I mostly killed off Carlina because I didn't want the bloodbath to be too small and I had no one else to kill of. She could have made it far, but honestly, I didn't really have any big plans with her, so I guess this is where her story ends. I feel terrible for her family, though, who've already lost one family member. Sorry, Finnick Forever.

21st Place: Kala Haggart- Stabbed in the forehead with a knife by Marine Gray, District 4 female

Kala was one of the tributes I created. Originally, she didn't make much of an impression on me, but she grew on me as the story went on, and it made me sad when I had to kill her. She was sweet and kind, but ultimately, she just didn't have the strength to win the games.

20th Place: Jessica Rastik- Stabbed in the chest with a sword by Juno Armstrong, District 2 female

I feel like I wasn't very good at writing Jessica. She was supposed to be smart and determined, but she ended up just seeming like a bubbly, emotional seventeen year old to me. I didn't have any major plans for her, so I ended up just killing her in the bloodbath. I wish I had written her a little better. :/

19th Place: Maylee Templeton- Chest sliced open with an axe by Verin Fleras, District 7 male

Out of the three tributes I made, Maylee was probably the one I was the least attached to. It's not that I didn't like her, she just never seemed to have a super strong personality besides her impulsiveness. I'll still miss her, though.

18th Place: Jon Winsi- Stabbed in the back with a sword by Octavian Grimes, District 2 male

Jon was definitely my favorite tribute that I made myself. I loved all of the emotions he had, and his relationship with Maylee was super sweet. Unfortunately, like with my other two tributes, he was designed to die in the bloodbath. RIP.

17th Place: Wyatt Foster Junior- Stabbed in the back with a knife by Livia Fleet, District 6 female

Wyatt was a really neat and unique character. I think the main reason I killed him off here was because he was just too difficult to write for. I hadn't even heard of Schizophrenia until I received his character, so I never knew if I was writing him correctly or not. Still, he provided some entertainment, and I enjoyed him a lot. Rest in peace.

I still can't believe we're into the games! Each day will be broken into two parts, day and night. The next chapter will be night 1. See you there!