CRAP! I haven't updaed this in...forever. OOF sorry about that. Anyways, onward!

Helena Surono Head Gamemaker~~

"This is bad," I muttered to myself.

Everyone was too close together. The Games are going to be over way too soon. My head was spinning as I was shuffling through different event cards. I needed something that drove them out, but didn't do much killing.

I was running out of time! If the Games ended, like, tomorrow, I could get fired! I suddenly found a card that caught my eye. I walked over to Clite.

"Is this possible?" I asked him.

He scanned the card, then gave a slight nod.

"Do it."

~~Zara Unova District 2 Female~~

Back at home base. Things are...hectic. If something doesn't happen soon, what we have left of our alliance will crumble. Julian and Jordan were arguing, Velvet and Cascade weren't talking...I think I'm the only sane person left.

"Guys, just get some sleep," I called to my alliance. They didn't budge.

I sighed and was about to grab a sleeping bag when I felt the ground vibrating.

"Guys," I said nervously. This time they stopped.

The tunnels started shaking again, and a loud rushing could be heard. I turned, and I watched as Cadcade's face went pale.

"Lava," she whispered.

"Lava?" Julian questioned.

"LAVA!!!" Jordon screamed, pointing to the tunnel.

I whipped my head towards the tunnel. A bright light suddenly illuminated it, and the rushing grew louder.

"Run," Casacade announced.

We kicked into gear, and began sprinting down the tunnel to the surface.

"I didn't think the volcano was active!" Cascade shrieked.

"Cascade! You are going to cause an avalanche!" Julian hissed.

He was right. Just as he said che, the ground began to shake and small rocks fell to the ground.

We ran in silence, the lava rushing filling my ears as I ran through the dark tunnels. Suddenly, there was a shriek.

I turned and gasped to see the lava creeping up on Jordan. Then the impossible happened. Jordan tripped, obviously twisting his ankle. He laid there, moaning while the lava creeped up. Closer and closer...

"JULIAN!"

I didn't care about the avalanche. Julian was being an idiot. I watched helplessly as he ran toward Jordan.

"Cascade, Zara, look!" Velvet called. I looked ahead-where the tunnel ended. More or less. The tunnel kept going, but there was an opening in the ceiling. Then, two figures glowered down at us.

"Well, well, well. If it isn't the Careers."

"Miles, please! Just help me up!" Velver begged. "I'm not a true Career! You can trust me!"

Miles and Millie looked at each other for a moment, then Miles looked at Velvet once again.

"Okay."

~~Miles Reed District 12 Male~~

It started as an ordinary night. Millie and I didn't feel tired, so she clicked on a flashlight given to us by a sponsor. We walked around the quiet woods for a while, imagining how romantic the evening could have been if we weren't able to die at any moment.

Millie gave a gasp when the ground started shaking. Frightened, we tried moving faster. It was scarier when we heard shrieking ahead. We ran toward the source, until we stumbled upon a hole in the ground. Curious, we peered down.

You won't believe my disgust when I saw the Careers down there.

"Well, well, well. If it isn't the Careers," I grimiced.

"Miles, please!" I recognized the voice of Velvet as she looked up at me. "I'm not a true Career! You can trust me!"

I glanced at Millie, and she did the same to me. Reluctantly, I looked down at Velvet.

"Okay," I responded.

Millie handed me a vine rope she made earlier, and I tossed it down. Velvet grabbed it, then made her way up. She let out a sigh of relief when she reached the grass.

I took the rope back, and looked her in the eye. "You will remember this, right? You now owe me a favor."

I didn't wait to see her reaction. I insted, Millie and I ran into the night. Only a few minutes after our flee, a cannon shot pierced the air. I glanced over at Millie, who was turning pale. And I don't mean D12 pale, but I-just-saw-a-ghost pale.

"Millie?" I asked, slowing down.

"Nothing Miles," She snapped before looking away.

Something is really bothering her.

~~Velvet Mettalic District 3 Female~~

"Well, well, well. If it isn't the Careers," Miles frowned.

What did I want to say? You-yeah...I'll just forget about it. What did I say?

"Miles! Please!" I've never pleaded in my life. "I'm not a true Career! You can trust me!"

I watched as the icky livers-oh, sorry, lovers-glanced at each other. Miles looked back down at me.

"Okay."

Yes! My plan worked! I couldn't believe my luck! I watched as Millie gave Miles a rope of what appeared to be vines, and threw it down. I caught it, then climbed up.

I let out a sigh of relief, then Miles took the rope away. Rats! Then he made eye contact. Double Rats!

"You will remember this, right? You now owe me a favor."

Miles said it like, well, I actually did. Like I'd ever owe anyone, especially Miles, a favor. Before I could get back with a mean comment, the M Squad ran into the dark.

"Dang," I muttered.

"VELVETTT!"

I looked down, and saw Zara pointing at the lava-which was getting close.

"Hold on!" I called.

Think, Vel. Think!

Aha!

My eyes landed on a thick branch which was semi-buried in leaves. I sprinted over, yanked it out, and dangled it into the pit.

"Velvet, you're a genius," Cascade panted as she climbed up the branch.

Zara followed close behind, but stopped halfway.

"Zar, are you CRAZY?!" Cascade hollered.

"It's Julian!" Zara (apparently 'Zar') cried.

She was darn right. Julian was still helping Jordan. Suddenly, though, Julian ran in range of the stick.

"Julian!" Zara shrieked. "Come on!"

Julian glanced nervously at the lava.

"Only one of us will make it out!" he pointed out.

"Then leave Jordan!" Zara called.

"I-I"

Letting out a gasp, Julian put Jordan on the stick. Jordan was only just able to make his way up before the lava came.

And pushed Julian along with it.

The cannon shot rang through the night.

~~Woodley Forrester District 7 Male~~

"What in Panem?"

That was my only remark when I found myself surrounded by lava on all sides. I had woken up feeling a bit hot, but I never could have imagined this.

The cannon shot in the distance made it worse, reminding me that I could die. No, this wasn't some dream, this was The Hunger Games.

I started to panic, every part of me becoming flimsy. I only had a minute tops before the lava began to work on my boots. I took my pack, and rummaged through the contents.

Sticks, leaves, some dried fruit, water, a sleeping bag. The only thing of any use was water. Water!

I yanked the cap off of the bottle and, carefully, dumped some on the lava. It cooled instantly. Smiling, I walked on the rock. Perfect.

The trail was easy to make and I, though waterless, was home free.

12th-Julian Grayson-2 kills. Incinerated

Julian, I really was sad to see you go. You were one of my favorites. Unfortunately though, all good things come to an end. And I'm glad yours wasn't too slow...