Heavenly Rose POV:

When the sun started to break through the thick leaves above, a sense of relief washed over my body. After the attack from the careers, I crawled into a bush and spent the night shivering. When my body became weak and sleepy, I was frightened. It was childish but I had pulled a spear from my leg and the blood wouldn't stop flowing. I expected to die peacefully in my sleep but it turned out, I was just exhausted from dragging my leg for hours.

The bush was restricting but it allowed me to sit up a little bit and glance at my leg. It was caked in wet mud and smelled horrific. The stench of dried blood and whatever was in the mud that covered my open wound was sickening. Or maybe that was the knowledge that the wound was infected no matter what.

I started to cry as I pulled myself out of the bush, reopening the slice on a sharp branch. I screamed in agony as I dragged my leg along the floor, desperate to find water or some means of medication.

After an hour of walking and no luck, despite the recent rain, I fell to my knees and dragged myself for another half hour before I couldn't go on anymore.

The world was starting to spin and my breathing was laboured. Tears streamed from my eyes as I looked around me for somewhere to hide. All I needed was a bush or a cave, just something to hide me from any tributes or mutts. There was nothing but large trees, like the ones at home.

I shifted onto my back and through teary eyes, watched the warm sun filter through the canopy. As the leaves moved in the breeze, the sunlight danced on my face, it was beautiful. Back in Seven, you never get to appreciate the beauty of trees, they are your work. If I did such a thing as stop and take it all in back home, I would have been punished for not doing my work. It's rather humorous that it took a death for me to see the beauty in something I had spent my life around.

I wasn't sure if the sun was getting brighter or I was just starting to get sleepy but the world was starting to become too bright for my eyes, my lids heavy. I felt like I sinking down into the mud, the sky and tree canopy moving further away from me when a voice called out my name, a familiar face coming into view from the top of the tallest tree.

"Noah?"

Enoki Smith POV:

I played with the empty tin of healing cream and sighed. I should have kept it to myself because I was bound to get hurt. However, something in me told me to give it to Lux who escaped from the bloodbath all cut up. I guess seeing him walk around with that goofy smile on his face made me smile and happy inside but what if I got hurt? I'd be dead, no doubt about it.

It didn't help that I was stuck being baby sat by Deep Mcfee. Tristan had offered to look after me while Lux went and got some firewood. I was expecting him to smother me but nope, he opted for standing in the doorway of the cave, looking off into the sun like he was deep in thought.

Any conversation I tried to start, he ended it bluntly, slightly frustrated at me for breaking the tranquil silence. It was no surprise that when I saw Lux walking back, carrying a large pile of logs, a large smile grew.

"Lux!" I said, a wide smile on my face as I scrambled to my feet.

"Hey, Lux," Tristan said, once again sounding deep in thought. "When are we going to look for Noah and the rest of them?" Lux opened his mouth, glancing over to me with a worrying gaze.

"Are they not dead-"

"No," Tristan said bluntly, raising an eyebrow. Lux sighed, walking into the cave and placing the logs down next to me.

"Look, I don't think it is worth going after them-"

"They are our allies-"

"And there are fifteen other tributes who are not them and all of them want to kill us. The chance we will run into Noah and the rest before anyone else is slim and we don't have a weapon," Lux spoke the truth, he was shaking slightly, like he wasn't use to conflict.

I spoke up, placing the tin on the floor, "We have a pretty good deal here, Trist, food, water and shelter. We can't risk that trying to find them," I offered a weak smile to the curly haired boy but he just scowled, turning and walking deeper into the cave.

"Let's just hope you two never get lost then," he grumbled, thinking we wouldn't hear.

Keith Weedon POV:

I got the feeling Poseidon was not looking for Sherry like he had been asked. We were starting to head back to camp and he had not even actively tried to find the girl. When I pointed out a noise or a shadow he always just shrugged and put it down to some mutt.

Personally, it was stupid for either of us to go back to camp now. He would be killed for not killing Sherry and I would be killed for not killing Poseidon for not killing Sherry. If he would just find the girl, kill her, we might be able to go back home, well I would anyway.

I didn't want to admit it but this arena frightened me. Even in the dark, I could have sworn I saw tributes running past me and the titans on the hill just wouldn't stop wailing. It was starting to pick away at my cool exterior.

When the sun was setting, a bear jumped out at me. I had never seen one of them in real life before but I knew what it was. It was small with large teeth. I jumped out of my skin, screaming and giving away our position. If it wasn't for Poseidon throwing his trident at the creature, I would have been dead. I still wanted him dead though.

"Keith!" the dark haired man called, a large smile on his face as he stood on the face of the cliff, looking down at the calm sea below. I walked closer and had a peek at the water. It was pretty but I wasn't sure I trusted Poseidon.

"It's pretty,"

"You didn't look at it," he said shakily. I quickly peered over once more and repeated my earlier statement but this time with a forced smile. Poseidon's smile dropped as he rose from his crouched position.

"Please look at it," he said with a little growl in his voice.

"I already said it looked nice what else do you want-"

"You have to look at it for a while-"

"Quit forcing me you jerk!"

"Please!" he cried, tears forming in his eyes, only then did I realise what he was trying to do. Logan whispering to him, how he had been acting on edge for the past two days. He had been told to kill me but if the bear kill meant anything, he really did not want to. Maybe he thought pushing me off the cliff was better than stabbing me.

"Fuck off!" I screamed, picking up a handful of dried mud and threw it at his eyes. The breeze blew some away but some must have reached his eyes as he screamed, dropping his weapon and throwing his hands up to his eyes. I took my chance and grabbed his backpack and ran away into the forest.

At first, it seemed like I was alone but Poseidon was fast and caught up with me in no time. I turned to see him getting ready to throw his trident and did the only thing I could think of at the time. I turned on my heal and threw his pack at his face. He lowered his weapon and turned away from the backpack as I made a sharp turn into the undergrowth and away from him.

Bellona Scythe POV:

I waited for the faces to appear in the sky but nothing happened. Logan muttered something about the arena being too pathetic this year to kill the tributes off before turning over to go to sleep.

Hap was meant to be on watch with me but her busy day of doing nothing must have got to her as she was passed out next to me. Aurum and Skau had been snuggling up to each other until she got up for the toilet, shifting away from him slightly when she drifted back off to sleep.

The group angered me. Logan, Poseidon and Hap were okay but Poseidon had been sent away and Logan wouldn't let me live after I had carried out my plan. The alliance was bound to fail and I didn't want to be killed in the fallout. To win the Games, you had to be willing to think five steps ahead.

When I was sure everyone was settled and in a deep sleep, I grabbed a small dagger and walked over to Logan. The short, dark haired male was fast asleep, his mouth slightly open as his chest moved up and down slowly. I felt bad doing what I was about to do but I wanted to go home as much as anyone else.

I took inspiration from other years and placed my hand on his mouth. His eyes shot open, wide with fear as I dragged the knife across his throat. Once the deed was done, I watched as he bucked and coughed on his own blood, the crimson liquid spraying out of the wound in his neck.

I heard a slight whisper and saw movement out of the corner of my eye but when I looked up, it turned out Skau had just moved closer to Aurum. She was now hugging him, her face buried into his shoulder. It would have made it harder to kill her but she was weak anyway. It would be easy to chase her down. I shook as I moved past a struggling Logan, I had to kill Aurum before his cannon sounded.

I moved closer to the boy, my body shaking from the warm blood on my hands, I didn't want to kill or even be here anymore, I just wanted to go home but if that meant doing this I was willing.

I placed my hand over Aurum's mouth and his eyes opened but they were not full of fear, jus anger. Before I realised what was happening, Logan's cannon sounded and Aurum smashed his axe into my skull.

Aurum Stark POV:

Bellona's cannon sounded and woke Hap up. I was worried, to begin with, it was frowned on to kill your District partner but hopefully, they would forgive me, it was in self-defence.

I sat up and looked over to a sobbing Skau, her body trembling as she watched me yank the axe out of my Districts partners head and wipe it on my pants. If she hadn't have been awake when Bellona killed Logan and woke me up to warn me, we might have both been dead.

Thank you OctaviaStarEyes for Bellona and Yogy2404 for Logan.

21st Place-Logan Grey, District Two-Killed by Bellona Scythe

Logan wasn't built to be adored but I enjoyed writing him. He was an ass who was really just a kid. He was really out of his depth in the Games but that's more of his District's fault than his. He was a good leader, though. From Logan's form, he seemed like the type that would want to lead, so he did. He found a friend in Aurum and Bellona was right about him becoming angered if she killed Aurum off first. R.I.P Logan, you wasn't the nice type of tribute but I loved writing you.

20st Place-Bellona Scythe, District One-Killed by Aurum Stark

These two were some of the deaths that had been planned out since the final training day. I wanted the Careers to be fractured early on. Bellona was stuck up but I also saw her as a kid who just wanted to go home. She was forced into this and just wanted it to be over. She had a very smart plan but bad luck was a thing. If Skau hadn't been awake to warn Aurum, Bellona would have killed them both and Logan. Maybe even Hap. Sadly, the odds were not in her favour. R.I.P Bellona, I am sorry to her submitter that you lost both tributes in three chapters. I didn't realise when I killed Ribbon.

I still have spaces in my Chosen Warriors story. Submissions close when I reach the final 11 in this story. If you want to submit but worry you won't have it done in time, feel free to message me and tell me you are submitting and I can keep the submissions open a bit longer if you don't have them in on time.

I hope you enjoyed this chapter, sorry it was short but I hope you still liked it.