Titus Gein- Des Redwood
That's too bad. He seemed like a nice boy.
Toby Cash
They all seem so mad. They should stop worrying so much and do some painting. There's already enough anger in the world. I get to go home soon. Then they won't be so loud.
District Six
We thought things were bad when Addie died in the Bloodbath. We thought she might be the one. We won't talk about what happened next. We didn't have a male Tribute. The Games were over for us and it was time to move on.
Vextrix Webb
A tremendous rockslide sounded from across the Arena. This time there was no cannon after it. The one last night killed Titus.
I got the idea. The Games were coming to a close and the Tributes were getting thinner. We could be out here for days, boring the Capitol by not dying, and that wouldn't do. No, the Arena would have to get smaller.
I started to move. I hoped they'd get the idea that I was trying to play along and they'd guide me gently instead of dumping a mountain on my head. I listened for tipping rocks and kept my eyes ahead of me in case they were guiding someone else the opposite way.
There was another rockslide ahead of me, and then a yelp. I seized the moment and ran forward. If someone had gotten caught in the deluge, I could kill them before they were extricated. I stopped when I saw the scene clearly.
The tall girl from Seven had been hit, but she wasn't down. She was pulling her leg from a pile of rocks, and the only damage was a long scrape. She saw me coming and got into fighting position. I sized her up and ran the odds. She was much taller and stronger than I was, but my machete made our reaches even. She didn't seem to be armed. She pulled strange gloves onto her hands, leading me to believe they'd been damaged at some point.
We had to fight. She was too big a threat to leave alone. It was kill or be killed in the Arena, and she'd fight as brutally as I would. I charged first, but it was a cautious move. I was ready to dodge or stop if she threw something at me.
And she did. We were surrounded by rocks. Of course she'd throw one at me. It sailed past my head like a grenade. With her arms, it could have killed me. I swung my machete in a wide arc, not hoping for a killing blow so much as damage to start the fight off. She jumped back and avoided the blade, but the slope of the rock slide made the ground uneven and she waved her arms as she tipped backwards and tried not to fall.
I swiped my machete at her foot and she lifted it, which finished the fall. I brought the machete down at her head and she rolled to one side. She pinned the top of the blade with one hand. I reached down with my free hand for enough force to yank it from her grasp, but she grabbed my hand with her remaining one. Electricity jolted through me and I stiffened, unable to move. She pulled my hand onto the blade of the machete and my entire body seemed to snap. There was a hissing crackle as sparks shot from the blade. I smelled something burning and hoped it wasn't what I thought it was.
At last I understood emotions. Pain, sadness, fear, and regret came all at once. I was glad to leave them behind.
Careen Ellis
The others must have all thought I was going to hunt them down. They needn't have flattered themselves. I was plenty content to win by not losing. They weren't my enemy here. That was the Arena.
The first item on my agenda was water. I dug a shallow pit in the dirt with the trowel from by pack. I put a can in the bottom and spread the sheet of plastic over the hole. I held it tight with a ring of stones and put one in the middle to make a funnel shape. One wouldn't be enough, but I wasn't going to stop at one.
There weren't any fish in this Arena. Mags had said plants were easier and more nutritious anyway. I'd seen a plant I recognized as a prickly pear on my way to finding a flat area for my stills. I harvested its leaves and rested in the shade as I waited for the sun to bring me water.
Once I had water, I could attract all the meat I wanted. All the lizards and creepy crawlies and everything around here needed water, too. They'd be out looking for it, and when they found it, I'd find them.
Let the Games last forever. I'd bring the Arena to its knees. Let the others wither and waste away without water and food. I'd get stronger as they got weaker. When I was ready to hunt, there'd be nothing to stop me.
5th place: Vextrix Webb- Electrocuted by Des
I'm not sure how strong Des's gloves are on their own, but they're worse amplified through metal. Vextrix and Des were more or less a tossup. They were both strong and capable. Des had surprise on her side and that tipped it. I liked Vextrix. I get a lot of unemotional Tributes but that wasn't all there was to her. She was a friend (in a relationship with real limitations) and she was a fighter. Thanks CarlpoppaLOL. She and Hoban were a good pair, but they were also complete on their own.
Des got a hatchet after her battle and DeMarcus got some water from the same sponsor. Isn't that nice? He also finally got a last name. Demarcos was a filler since he was sent in early so I could get moving. He's finally DeMarcus King.