~~Velvet Metallic District 3 Female~~

"Let's go already!" I cried, grabbing a sword.

"Be patient!" Cascade snapped. "We still need someone to watch Zara, along with looking out for a sponsorship package. Any volunteers?"

Julian's hand shot up.

"No," Zara demanded.

"No?" Cascade asked, confused.

"I saw how excited he was in The Academy," Zara confessed. "I don't want him to miss out on his dream for me."

"Zara," he began. "We all know the Games will last longer than four days. I'll get my chance."

Zara finally agreed, and we went out to hunt for other tributes while Samson and Jordan collected more supplies.

~~Nathan Cottonmouth District 11 Male~~

The Tunnels brightened up as morning came. I don't know how this happened, but the Gamemakers have their secrets.

I decided to stick to the tunnels. Either almost all the tributes were here, or none of them. Well, that kid from 7 is most likely in here.

"-It will be all right."

I froze. Someone was here.

"I just don't know, Julian," a girl's voice whispered.

I had two options. Run, or fight. This is the Hunger Games, so the choice was obvious.

I snuck up behind the boy, but the girl screamed.

"JULIAN BEHIND YOU!" She cried.

The boy turned, then took out a knife. I felt blood, then all was black.

~~Sierra Moon District 9 Female~~

There was a cannon shot, and I jumped.

"Are you alright, Sierra?" Bera asked, genuine worry in her voice.

"Ye-yeah," I muttered. "It's just surprising, ya know?"

"I guess," Bera sort of agreed.

We walked through the forest some more, aware every step we make could be our last. I didn't need to turn on Bera, not yet anyways. A cannon just shot. It'll be 24 hours before the Gamemakers are desperate for a kill again.

"Can you climb?" I asked, turning to Bera.

"Uh, no," she confessed, playing with a strand of her hair.

"Well, you stay here then," I told her. "I need to go up."

I grabbed a branch, and pulled myself up. Then again, then some more. My nose crinkled as I suddenly realised the air was less musty up here.

I sat on a branch, and scanned the area. I didn't see anyone in the area, so I climbed back down.

"There must be a secret area of some sort," I told Bera.

~~Ambrosia McIntosh District 11 Female~~

I was walking through the new tunnels I discovered, looking for Millie.

Everyone else ditched me as an ally I thought. Did she?

Yes, Miles and Millie are definately an alliance, but can I get Millie back? I'll let Miles come with as well. Maybe Millie is still in the forest. I remember seeing her and Miles run off in that direction.

I walked out of the tunnels, back into the sunlight. The sun wasn't that bright, so I was surprised when something suddenly blinded me. I looked up. Something was definitely glinting in the sunlight.

I raised one boot, and put it against the bark. Should hold long enough for me to grab a branch. I pushed off, and reached for the stars. I grabbed a low branch, now hanging about ten feet off of the ground by one hand. I reached up again, securing my left hand to the branch. I pulled myself up, repeating the process as I became closer to the glinting object.

When I was at eye level, I saw what it was. Two parachutes were tangled in the branches, the silver capsules glaring with hate. I sat on the branch, and reached out, closing my hands around the capsules.

I let out a slight screech, as one of them was burning hot, one freezing cold. I brought them closer to me anyways, and opened the hot one.

I couldn't believe my eyes. This gift was clearly meant for Nathan. Then why did I get it? Inside was a thermos of soup, and a dozen capitol rolls. I had to be careful, anyone in the Districts would kill for this stuff. And this being the Hunger Games? It's more likely that the kill part will come true.

I stuffed the soup and rolls into my backpack, the opened the cold capsule. Right away, a small card fell out. I picked it up.

Ambrosia,

Chill out

-Mackenzie

I immediately looked into the capsule, and laughed. I took out the bowl of icecream. This must have cost a fortune! $60 at least! No one out there is willing to spend $60 on their own family! Well, at least in my district. I must have fans elsewhere.

~~Miles Reed District 12 Male~~

"What are you doing?" I asked Millie as she made an x in yet another tree.

"Marking the way," she explained. "So we don't get lost."

"I didn't think of that," I confessed.

"Me neither, well, until I saw the heart you made," Millie explained.

I felt my face grow hot, it must be beet red by now.

"You-you saw that?" I stuttered. Millie nodded.

"I think the whole Capitol did as well," she put her knife back into the homemade sheath at her side. "I know, Miles."

"Know what?"

"That you aren't Manny," she told me. "You actually do like me, don't you Miles?"

"Yes," I muttered, looking at the bare forest floor. Millie hugged me.

"I like you too, Miles Reed," she whispered.

I suddenly knew, she wasn't the small orphan I saw at The Reaping. She was a warm hearted warrior, set on winning for the both of us.

Suddenly, we looked up at the dimming sky, ready for the anthem to begin.

~~A moment of silence, please~~

Nathan Cottonmouth, District 11

Darkness is falling, yet the careers are rising

15th-Nathan Cottonmouth. 0 Kills. Stabbed in the chest by Julian Grayson.