This is by far my longest chapter, both in terms of words and wait times. Since we're getting closer to the Games, hence longer chapters, during the school week I may not update as often. ~Annabeth Pie

The tributes gathered nervously into the dining room, none of them able to eat. Zara drummed her fingers, Millie twirled her hair, Julian tapped his foot.

Then, Trainer Ivy walked out and said-

"Beautiful Asholond, you're up."

~~Beautiful Asholond District 1 Male~~

I slipped through the door, scared as crap. I walked in, and the first thing I did was glance at the Gamemakers. They all peered down at me, like I was a new specimen in a lab.

I decided they already knew who I was, so I went over to the spears. I grabbed one with a steel head, and walked over to the stuffed dummies.

I focused my eyes on the chest, and threw the spear. It completely impaled the dummy, and ripped straight through it, sticking out of the wall behind it. A few Gamemakers politely clapped, but I had more up my sleeve.

I grabbed a few throwing knives, and threw them at the cardboard cutouts while running. They all landed in a fatal headshot.

"Thank you, Mr. Asholond," Head Gamemaker Helena Surano told me. "You are dismissed."

~~Rose Oliver District 1 Female~~

I was staring at the door as I heard the sound of fabric splitting. I was nervous-maybe a little more nervous than I should have.

The door opened, and Trainer Ivy said-

"Rose Oliver, you're up."

I shakily stood up, and Cascade gave me a thumbs up. I walked into the room, which took a minute for my eyes to adjust to the dark. The Head Gamemaker stared down at me, and I felt a shiver go down my spine.

Nonetheless, I walked over to Ivy and asked her something. She nodded, a smirk on her face. We circled each other, fists clenched.

"Don't expect me to go easy on you," Ivy whispered to me. "I'm a Trainer, not a Mentor."

Agitated, I ran in. My fists started flying, but Ivy kept blocking. Ivy tried to land a blow on my forehead, but I landed a blow in her gut first. She doubled back, a know clearly angry look on her face. She pounced, but I jumped away just in time. When she stood back up, I landed another blow on her windpipe. It missed. Ivy got me in the arm, but I refused to take the defeat. Instead, I aimed for her forehead and-

"STOP!" Helena cried. I turned. "Please don't kill our Trainer. We've seen enough Rose, you are dismissed."

~~Julian Grayson District 2 Male~~

"Julian Grayson, you're up."

Ivy looked slightly battered and bruised, but I decided not to ask. Rose is probably going to get a good score.

I stood up, and walked into the Private Session. I smiled and waved at the Gamemakers, but Helena gave me a look that said 'Just get on with it'.

I grabbed a sword, and charged at one of the felt dummies. I slashed a few times, and the felt started to tear. A few more and the cotton fell out.

I set the sword down, and grabbed some throwing knives. I walked over to the cardboard cutouts, and threw them a mile a minute. In a few seconds, four knives landed in the heart.

"Thank you very much Julian," Helena smiled. "You are dismissed."

~~Zara Unova District 2 Female~~

"Zara Unova," Ivy barked. "You're up!"

I jumped up, and sped through the door. I was met with knives already sticking out from the cardboard cutouts, and two dummies ripped to shreds.

I glanced over at the bows, and grabbed one made with steel. I tugged on the string a bit, then grabbed a sheath of arrows. I turned to the cardboard cutouts, then pulled back.

Swish

The arrow sped past my ear, whizzed through the air. It hit the cutout in thr forehead. Not a killing shot, but a concussion in the least. I pulled out another arrow, and let it fly.

This time, it hit the cutout in the chest. I smiled, and pulled out another. One. More. Shot. I pulled it back-but then I slipped.

I fell onto the ground, and the arrow flew.

To the ceiling.

I looked up, and gasped as the arrow pierced one of the ceiling lamps. The light began swaying, flickering. Sparking.

I quickly stood up, and scrambled to the right as the wires snapped. The Gamemakers stared, open-mouthed as the light smashed onto the ground. Nothing further broke-just my spirit.

~~Manny Ohm District 3 Male~~

I was sitting back, enjoying the nervousness of the other tributes. It was like they were nervous! Nervous about what? The Gamemakers? Ha!

"Manny Ohm, you're up!" Ivy barked.

Suddenly, it was my turn to be nervous. Did I...? No, I didn't. I don't have a fliping plan for the Gamemakers!

WhatdoIdo? WhatdoIdo? WhatdoIdo!

I walked into the Private Session room, and took a glance at the knige rack. I grabbed a single sided knife, and walked up to a dummy.

I made a nice slit across its throat.

I heard the Gamemakers roll their eyes at my cliché-ness.

Glancing around the room, I found the bug matching game I sucked at earlier. Nah. The trees? Not the strongest climber. There was no way I would show promise in wrestling, and it looked like Ivy didn't want to do it either.

I suddenly remembered what I was working on almost all of training-Weight Lifting.

I grabbed a steel, round sphere and threw it. It flew far, knocking down three of the cardboard cutouts. I recieved a bit of applause, and that just urged me on.

I grabbed on in each hand, and flung them over my head at the fake trees. A few branches fell, and there was even a dent in the wall behind it.

I turned to the Gamemakers, and smiled. Every single one of them were clapping and cheering.

Even Helena.

~~Velvet Mettalic District 3 Female~~

Knives.

That word went through my brain over and over as Ivy called my name. I specialize in knives, so I should get a good score. My stomach twisted into knots as I walked into the room. I gave a casual wave to the Gamemakers, who thankfully looked as if they were in a good mood.

I walked over to the knives, and strapped a few to my knife belt. I took one out, in a smooth motion, them charged for one of the stuffed dummies. I leapt into the air, and came crashing down in a blow on the dummys sick leather head. Without looking at the Gamemakers, I moved down the line, cutting off arms and ears.

After my wildfire, I stuck the dagger back into my belt, and took out a single sided. In a few swift motions, a few branches were cut off of a tree. I kneeled down, and took a minute to start a fire. I was only in here once, might as well show the Gamemakers all my skills. I took a deep breath and stood up, arm reaching for a throwng knife when I heard Helena shout-

"Velvet Mettalic, we have seen enough."

~~Jordan Flanagan District 4 Male~~

"Jordan...Hey! Flanagan!" I saw Ivy smile. "Your mother was an amazing Victor. Let's hope you follow in her footsteps." Ivy opened the door, and I shot a nervous glance at Cascade. She didn't notice.

I glanced at the Gamemakers, who had slightly bored expressions on their faces. So, putting on a brave face, I said the words that could mean the difference between life and death in the arena.

"Do any of you want to challenge me at wrestling?" I called to the Gamemakers.

All of them stiffened, some terrified to answer, others astonished. Suddenly, a Gamemaker in the back with frizzy red hair stood up.

"Challenge accepted," she smiled.

She whispered something to Helena, and the Head Gamemaker nodded. The red head walked down, and sneered.

"Let's see what you're made of, Flanagan."

Ivy pressed a button on the wall, and the floor around us began to rise, and I noticed it was turning into a ring. The rather young Gamemaker pulled her hair back, and glowered down at me. Ivy announced for it to start, and I immediately pounced. I knocked her to the ground, but she quickly knocked me off. She pounced on me, and I found that she was heavier than I thought.

"ONE!" Ivy called. "TWO!"

I managed to kick her off, and dive back on. This time I made sure to pin her wrists to the ground, and stand on her ankles.

"ONE!"

She started struggling, with no avail.

"TWO!"

She puffed.

"THREE! FOUR!"

I couldn't believe it! Until she smiled and jumped up, knocking my to the side. I got back up, and glared at her. She ran towards me, but I jumped away. I grabbed her wrists, and nailed her to the floor again.

"ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR!"

She looked astonished, too shocked to move.

"FIVE!"

The Gamemakers cheered nonstop.

~~Cascade Robins District 4 Female~~

"Miss Cascade Robins!" Ivy called, somehow in a good mood.

What did Jordan do? I sighed, walking towards the door. I peeked at the Gamemakers, one near the back who looked angry. I took a deep breath, then grabbed a trident off of the rack. I ran towards the cardboard cutouts, and threw. The trident cut through the air, and nailed the cutout in the chest. I gave a slight smile, then grabbed a throwing knife.

I threw it towards the trident, and it landed right on the tip of the handle. I got a few claps, as the Gamemakers remembered the famous tale of Robin Hood.

"Good Job Robins!" I heard Helena call. "You are dismissed."

~~Rusty Shoman District 5 Male~~

"Rusty Shoman!" Ivy called.

I jumped up, gave a wink to Spark, then walked into the room. I noticed that the Gamemakers didn't see me enter, so I decided it would be an amazing time to demonstrate my stealth. I sprinted, soundlessly, across the floor and hid behind a tree. I began scaling it, still out of view of the Gamemakers.

I watched them, a smirk on my face as they looked around in confusion. I suddenly, jumped out of the leaves, and onto the floor, landing on my feet. The Gamemakers stared in awe, and Helena smiled

"Mr. Shoman," She grinned. "I think we already know your score."

~~Spark Costan District 5 Female~~

"Spark Costan!"

Ivy's words rung in my ears as I stood up. I suddenly realized my fault-I had been making alliances all through training. I had no special skills to share! And, what good came out of it? I had no allies, even Velvet and Millie refused, and nothing to show the Gamemakers.

I took a breath as entered the room, trying to remember my strengths. I then remembered something-I'm pretty good at hand to hand, but there's something else. Meele knives.

I was completely inside the dark room, and the door closed behind me. I slipped over to the knives, and chose a dagger. I walked up to a dummy, and sliced it's head off. After that, I was fired up, and I completely chopped em up. Smiling to myself, I pushed a strand of hair out of my face, and placed it back.

Grabbing a single sided, I waltzed over to another dummy, and sliced it once more. I got red food coloring splashed all over me in the process, but I didn't mind. When I was finished with a third dummy, I heard the booming voice of Helena.

"Spark Costan, you are dismissed."

~~Bucket Leech District 6 Male~~

"Bucket Leech!" Ivy barked. "You're up!"

I leapt out of my seat, and walked towards the door with a brave face. Truth be told, I was terrified. I was about to perform for the Gamemakers. I had no plan, I had no strategy. I looked over at the Gamemakers as I entered the room, each looking rather pleased. My hand shaking, I began climbing a tree.

Often escaping trains, I took to the trees a lot. I only had about five second to think before I made it to the top of the tree. It was time to engage in phase two of the plan I thought up six seconds ago. I dug my heels into the high, thick branches, then jumped. I heard a few gasps as I tried gliding to the second tree, about ten feet away. Now terrified of my plan, I tried harder to get to the tree. I eventually wrapped my arms around the trunk, and let out the breath I never knew I was holding.

I shook off my shock, then hopped to the next tree. Each became farther as I went, but it became easier nonetheless.

I hopped down from the final tree, and landed on my back. I sat up though, and stood up without assistance. I'm so used to that, it didn't even hurt.

"Thank you Mr. Leech," Helena boomed. "You are done here, dismissed!"

~~Raven Slillo District 6 Female~~

"Raven Slillo!" Ivy announced.

I slipped out of my seat, and walked towards the door. I had a fool proof plan in my head, one that would guarantee me at least an 11. The room was dark and musty, nothing like the large, bright training room. I smiled to myself as I walked over to the knife rack. I grabbed a dagger, and walked over to the cardboard cutouts.

The Gamemakers looked confused, since people usually only use the cutouts for range weapons. What they didn't know, however, is that I am using the cutouts for a range weapon. I gripped the dagger's hilt, and threw.

In my hands, or should I say when it left my hands, it went as straight as a throwing knife. It split through the air, and pierced the chest of the cutout. When I looked at the Gamemakers, they all were staring with mouths hanging open. But no, I wasn't done yet. Ha! I walked back to the rack, casually, and grabbed a single-sided.

I threw it as well, this time only piercing the forehead, but still a nasty blow. I smiled to myself, already seeing the 12 flash across the screen beside Anastasia Flickerman.

"Miss Raven!" Helena gasped in an astonished voice. "You are dismissed."

~~Woodley Forrester District 7 Male~~

"Woodley Forrester! You're up!"

I clumsily stood up at Ivy's voice, and walked through the door, head down. Ivy walked in behind me, and shut the door. Everywhere in the training center seemed to be used, except the survival skills and...ah ha!

I sprinted over to the paint, and studied the cardboard cutouts. I took a brush, dipped it into some of the navy blue paint, and started working on my arm. Yellow and red lines, tiny black words, streaks. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, I stood up and walked over to the cardboard cutouts. I placed my arm over the cutout, and the Gamemakers went crazy. There were applauds, whistles, and more as they saw the way my arm vanished into the painted cardboard.

~Aurora Mae Flemmen District 7 Female~

I charged into the room when Ivy walked out, before she even called my name. I was excited! The Gamemakers were about to see me and my bow skills. The rrom was dark and musty, but I grabbed a bow from the rack regardless. Another thing, the Gamemakers were beginning to lose interest. I needed to act quick.

I pulled back on the string, then let the arrow fly. It pierced through the air, sinking into the cutout's heart. I took a few more death shots, and even hit some fake birds in the trees. I looked back at the Gamemakers, trying to tell them I was done with my eyes, but they urged me on, interested.

I shrugged, and took a few more shots with more claps. Finally, Helena called out,

"You're free to go Aurora."

~~Hades Underwood District 8 Male~~

"Hades Underwood!" Ivy called, holding the door open.

I took a breath, and walked in. When I reached the middle of the floor, I sat, determined to get a low score. When it was clear the Gamemakers wouldn't let me go until I did something, I stood up and walked over to the rack. I picked up a knife, then dropped it.

"OOPS!" I yelled.

I heard Ivy sigh and mutter a curse as I picked up another knife-and dropped it. I finally grabbed a throwing knife, and hit the stuffed dummy in the shoulder.

"ARG!" Helena screamed. "Hades, just go!"

I smiled. One challenge done.

~~Bera Mether District 8 Female~~

"Bera Mether," Ivy muttered, clearly frustrated.

I got up, and walked towards the door. My hands were shaking as I entered the room, a chill going down my spine. I gulped, then walked over to the ropes.

I could tie good knots, but not under pressure. I closed my eyes, imagining I was at home, then my hands ran a mile a minute. I did several knots, square knot, clove hitch, bowline, figure eight, sheet band. I finished with the fisherman's knot when a voice had my eyes shoot open.

"Bera Mether," Helena exclaimed, clearly still looking at the many knots. "You are dismissed!"

~~Nite Minous District 9 Male~~

"Nite Minous!" Ivy barked.

I hopped up, and strode through the door. Taking a deep breath, I tried giving the Gamemakers a warm smile. After clearly failing, I scanned the area. I suddenly noticed, not alive animals, but an animal matching game. I walked over there, and pressed play.

The game matched which animals were poisonous, which were dangerous, which could be eaten with advantages. I finished it in about two minutes, earning 100% I looked over at the Gamemakers, who had a bored look on each of their faces. I scowled.

Zeus, why are you making it so hard on me?

Annoyed, I walked over to the throwing knives. The Gamemaker's faces lit up. Scowling, I threw a knife, which competely missed. I tried again, another miss. Helena yawned, then said-

"Nite, you can go."

~~Sierra Moon District 9 Female~~

I was worried when Ivy called my name. It wasn't because I was facing the Gamemakers and all that crap, it was since I knew I would probably be really overdone. I specialize in knives, but so does basically every other tribute. I gave a groan and heaved a slight sigh, then walked into the room.

The Gamemakers were already clearly bored, so I was double nervous. I grabbed a dagger, then ran at a dummy.

Slash!

Whoosh!

Smack!

The dummy laid in ruins on the floor. But, like I said, it was way overdone.

~~Samson Asgolo District 10 Male~~

"Samson Asgolo!" Ivy called. "You're up!"

I walked up shakily, scared of what the Gamemakers would be like. When I walked in, I stole a glance. To my relief, they were looking bored. That means they won't be watching me like I was a lab rat. Taking a deep breath, I went to the ropes. I grabbed one, and suddenly an idea so random crossed my brain, that I dropped the rope. I would make sure that these games were remembered.

I grabbed a looooooong piece of rope, and started climbing a tree. I hopped between them, tying knots as I went. I must have looked like a spider spinning a web. When I finished and hopped down, the Gamemakers were screaming. Ivy jogged up to me and whispered.

"GO! You're dismissed."

I left the rope web, which read-

RIP(s) President Rosser

~~Emily Lynch District 10 Female~~

"Emily Lynch!" Ivy called in a shaky voice.

Shrugging, I walked in. A few Peacekeepers were finishing up taking detangling rope from the trees. I'll have to ask Samson what happened.

I slipped over to the poison, then stared at the Gamemakers.

"LISTEN UP!" I screamed. "YOU WANT TO WATCH THIS!"

Once I had all their attention, I took a vial of poison. I popped off the cap, and gulped it down. A few Gamemakers gasped, and I suddenly felt the side effects. I held my head, trying to keep the world from spinning. Me knees suddenly buckled, and I used one hand to keep me standing. Thankfully, the medical supplies were right next to the few vials. I quickly grabbed a few ingredients, then mashed them together.

Right as my vision started fading, I shoved some of the mixture into my mouth.

Once I gulped it down, my vision slowly returned. I stood up all the way, and the spinning ceased.

"Good work Miss Lynch!" Helena called. "You are dismissed."

~~Nathan Cottonmouth District 11 Male~~

"Nathan Cottonmouth!" Ivy sneered. "Your turn."

I got up and strut towards the door. Ivy closed it behind me, and I saw that the place was in ruins. Destroyed dummies, ropes hanging from trees, spilled paint. Nevertheless, I walked over to the knife rack.

I grabbed a throwing knife, and threw. Right in the heart. Two more, right in the heart. A third, in the head, but still relevant.

A few more, and it went on like that for two whole minutes before Helena said-

"Nathan, you're dismissed."

~~Ambrosia McIntosh District 11 Female~~

"Ambrosia McIntosh!" Ivy barked.

Rolling my eyes, I got up and walked into the room. I glanced around, seeing the room overused. I glanced around, trying to find what I would be best at, but not to be boring to the Gamemakers. Then again, I have one skill I bet the Gamemakers haven't seen yet. I'm a BIG Loudmouth. I turned to them, and smile.

"Have you seen the weather today?" I asked. "Amazing. It's cloudy with a chance of blood, am I right?" I gave a slight laugh. "Anyways, how have the other tributes been? Alright? Terrible? C'mon," I winked. "You can share your problems with me."

"Well," the frizzy redhead in the back muttered. "That Flanagan beat me in wrestling."

"Oh, you poor thing!" I faked sounding sincere. "That's terrible! Oh, are you hurt?"

"Not physically."

"Well, everyone knows that emotional pain is worse than physical," I said politely. "If only there was a cure for emotional pain. Anyways, how about those sword prices, hm?"

"Oh yeah," A brunette huffed. "Outrageous!"

"Ambrosia, I hope your happy," Helena scowled. "You wasted your time. You are dismissed."

I'm probably going to get a low score now.

~~Miles Reed District 12 Male~~

"Miles Reed!" Ivy barked.

"No!" Millie cried.

"Millie, it'll be okay," I assured her. My cheeks started turning red, and I looked away. How could I tell her that I like her?

I followed Ivy into the completely destroyed room. The Gamemakers looked completely out of it, so I figured they wouldn't pay much attention no matter what I do. So, I went to the place that would work best. The mental place.

They were simple match puzzles, one with animals and one with plants. I saw Zara mastering the plants one, so how hard can it be? I placed my hands on the keys, and matched. IT was really simple though, and I honestly got bored halfway through. After around 30 seconds, I beat it and it gave me my score. 100%

Smiling, I tried the animal one. This one took me a minute, but I still got 100%

A few Gamemakers applauded before I was dismissed.

~~Millie Oatbratton District 12 Female~~

"Millie Oatbratton," Ivy barked, this time tired and less fierce.

I got out of my chair, and left the empty room. The Private Session room was a DISASTER. Knives and swords were all astrewn, dummies ruined. I honestly didn't know what I should do, so I tried climbing a tree. I was good at it-just really slow. Once I was up there, I hid. Hid until I heard Helena say I was dismissed.

Crap! Finishing this chapter at 4,064 words! Make sure you read the scores, published at the same time :) ~Annabeth Pie