AN: Thanks for all your comments! I know I haven't posted FOREVER, but I was motivated today. Eight people die in the bloodbath. I have 2 POVs for the bloodbath. Percy and Lee. The list of all the characters and their districts are in my profile, along with who dies in the bloodbath. Thanks for all your support! – ArrowKat12

BLOODBATH

Percy Jackson

3… 2… 1… GO! I run to the center of the cornucopia. I know my only chance of surviving in this arena is having a weapon. I want a sword, but now anything will do. To my left, I see the boy from district eight being slain by Clarisse. I avoid the fights and people. I'm a fast runner, but by the time I get to the cornucopia people are already there. The boy from Frank swings a large bat at my head. I duck on reflex, but when I come back up his bat hits me in the stomach, sending me flying behind a table. I groan, and grab the weapon nearest me. Frank comes close to me and holds the bat above my head. I roll out of the way just as the bat comes crashing down. This gives me two seconds and in this time I swing the weapon I'm holding at him. It's a battle axe, and it slices straight through him. His blood splatters a first aid kit. His head and torso fall off his legs. I throw up, partly because the sight is putrid and partly because my stomach has just been hit by a rock. I look up, and see a small girl in the corner. She's hiding behind a pile of rocks. I recognize her as Katie, the girl from district eight. I throw my axe at her. I'm no good at throwing axes, but the blade hits her.

"Hey you!" I turn around, and see Lee standing there. "That was my district partner you just killed!" He cries. Weaponless, I start to run, grabbing a golden sword. Lee strings an arrow into his bow. He aims it at me. I'm far away now, but Lee is an incredible archer. I dodge the first arrow, but the second arrow hits me in my arm. The pain is blinding, but not fatal. I hold my sword in my other hand. I'm so close to the forest. A dead person is to my right. I can't tell who, because their face is nearly gone. It they seem to be female. I grab the backpack they're holding, and run further into the woods. I need to find Annabeth. I think she ran into the forest when the time went off, but she's smart so she could have moved into the desert. I chose to be near the border between the forest and the desert. My hand is slick with blood, from my arrow wound. I feel faint, and I'm losing blood, so I stop running. I lay down my pack, and steady myself against the tree. I take out the arrow. It's a deep wound. I look in my pack for anything that can help it. I have a sleeping bag, which is lucky, but not useful now. There is a half-full water bottle, which I sprinkle on my wound. A sleeve of crackers, some beef strips, and some dry fruit. I find some gloves, some rope and a mini first aid kit. I open it up, and inside are two bandages, some painkillers, some cream that I don't know what it's for, iodine, and disinfectant wipes. I wipe off the wound with a disinfectant wipe and put on a bandage. I save the painkillers, because they're scarce and the wound doesn't hurt enough to use painkillers. I pack everything back up, and continue walking. I need water, because I just lost a lot of blood and I can only last a few days without it. I pass a few small puddles, and I decide to wait by a decent sized one. I'm getting tired, so I climb up a tree and get out the sleeping bag. It's brown, which I figure is a good camouflaged color. I tie myself, the backpack and sleeping back to a limb, and settle down to go to sleep. The sky is getting dark. The bloodbath must have ended ages ago. I guess I didn't hear the canons go off because I was too preoccupied. I know at least four people died. Frank, the boy from eight, Katie, and that faceless dead kid I saw on my way out.

After a couple more hours, when the sky is dark and a night chill is creepy in I hear the capitol anthem. Then a face flickers up on the sky. It's Hazel. So at least five died, I think. Hazel couldn't have been the faceless tribute, her skin is much too dark. Next is Frank. No surprise there. Next is Katie. Her young face in the sky stays for a minute, then moves on to Silena. So Lee must have survived. Now the girl from eight. Nancy! She must have been the faceless kid. Next is the boy from eight. I think his name began with a C… Jake's face comes next. Oh, Chris! His name was Chris! I wait for a moment. No more faces. Annabeth must have survived. Only eight tributes died in the bloodbath. I make a face. I would think there would be more. At least ten. Well, fourteen more to go! (Not counting Annabeth). I very drowsy now. My throat's dry but I'm saving my water for tomorrow. Off to sleep now…

Lee Fletcher

Ah yes, a bow. I can see it now, in the very back of the cornucopia. We have 30 more seconds to go. To my right is Travis, to my left is Nancy, who I have labeled as a completely stupid person. She seems to be contemplating whether to jump off now. I figure that right when it's down to one, if I jump far and high, I'll land on the ground at go, giving me a head start. 20 seconds. Katie is practically opposite me. She's shaking. Next to Katie is Thalia, who's giving me a death stare. If looks were a weapon, Thalia would have already won the games. I stick out my tongue at her, a childish move, but effective. She scowls and turns away. 5… 4… 3… 2… 1… And I'm off! Just as I suspected, I hit the ground at go. I just run, run, run, I must get to the center. I skid on the ground in the cornucopia. I grab the bow, and strap on the quiver of arrows. I hook an arrow into the bow string, and aim for anyone. Silena is coming at me now, not someone I practically grew to like during training. She has a handful of throwing knife, which she aims at me. I shoot the arrow, and it misses her head by inches. I jump out of the way, moving as much as I can, randomly so she misses. She throws most of her arrows at once, all of them miss me.

"I'll get you" she snarls, and launches at me, a knife held in front of her. She catches me by surprise, and I fall onto my back, her on top of me. She struggles to bring the knife into me, as I'm holding her fists to prevent her from hurting me. I move my hips up, and she falls forward, her head falling onto the blade of the knife. She's dead for sure. I hook an arrow on. I familiar shriek fills my ears, and see Katie crumpling to the ground, an axe embedded in her. The boy from district 12 must have killed her. He's weaponless now, so I use this to my advantage.

"Hey you!" I cry at him. He turns his head. I'm aiming at his heart. "That was my district partner you just killed!" And my only friend in these crazy games, I'm thinking. The boy runs, grabbing a golden sword. It takes me only a few seconds to realize what's going on, and by that time he's halfway to the woods. My first shot falls short. My second hits him in the arm. He stumbles, but makes it into the woods after grabbing a backpack from a dead tribute. The cornucopia is mostly cleared out now. The careers are picking out the last few tributes. The girl from District 11, Nyssa has allied with them, making up for their loss of Nico who seemed to have abandoned them. I hide behind a roll of blankets,at the back of the cornucopia. The boy from 1 pokes his head in the cornucopia then back out again.

"No one in there!" He declares. I hear some shuffling off feet, then running. "Hey! Guys look! That girl from five! Huzzle! I hear the unmistakable sobbing of Hazel Levesque, followed by a sharp shriek. I think she's gone but then hear more sobbing.

"Please, please!" She begs. I hear choking and splattering of blood. Then silence. About five minutes later the bloodbath cannons go off. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8. Dang! I thought there would be more, I can't see from behind the blankets, but I think the sun's going down. The air is getting colder, and crickets are chirping. I can even smell a fire burning somewhere. What kind of stupid tribute would build a fire on the first night, before the tributes are spread out throughout the arena, I don't know.

"Guys, come on! Let's go slaughter the stupid kid who built a fire!" Luke says. I hear them walk away. After a nice five minutes, I decide to go out. They must be gone by now, hunting down the person who made a fire. I come right out, and see Piper McLean, the girl from one standing there alone. She looks at me with those big sad eyes. She doesn't try to fight or scream for help. She just stands there, accepting death. I'm aiming the arrow at her. If I let go, she's dead. But I don't let go. I lower the bow and go back into the cornucopia where I stash up on goodies. I hear a scream and a canon, and know the careers are coming back soon. I run into the desert area, a place most people chose not to go for its lack of water and shelter. I travel out far, until I see a lizard. Then I sit down. I look into the nothing less distance. I know it's a wall, just made to look like the distance, but it's comforting to see it. I get in my sleeping bag and settle down to sleep. I drift off still holding the bow, ready for anyone coming.