A cannon goes off. And then fifteen minutes later another goes off. And then two hours later, when it's colder than I have ever felt before, three more go off. That brings it up to thirteen, and Bekah and I are in the last eleven. I take a deep breath and try to get some sleep now that Rebekah has taken over watch.

I blink open my eyes to blinding sunlight, and wonder briefly if I may have died and gone to Heaven.

"Don't be ridiculous. You're still alive." Someone says next to me and I look over and see Rebekah.

"Did I say that outloud?"

She nods and stands up, "We should probably find some food or water." I look around before standing up as well, throwing the blanket into my bag.

With my pan in my hand and her knife in hers, we head off. She said that we should check the cornucopia first, but said that I thought I heard a river or something off to the west.

She looked around us, her hand blocking the sun from her eyes, and said that we should split up.

"Split up? I don't think that's a good idea. That's always when someone dies, Bekah." I say nervously.

"Oh don't worry, we'll be fine. We need food and water if we want to survive, don't we?" I pursed my lips and nodded, my crazy red curls bouncing around my face from where they slipped out of my ponytail.

"Okay! It's settled. I'll go try to find whatever I can at the cornucopia, and you try and find that stream." I nodded and turned in the direction where I last heard it from.

GPOV

"I can't believe they're splitting up." Posy said, burying her head in my arm. I shifted uncomfortably in the town's square-where we were being forced to watch it today- and looked at Katniss.

"I wouldn't have allied with that girl in the first place."

"Why not?" Posy asked, turning to look at Katniss, and then the blonde girl on screen.

"I just don't trust her." She said. I nodded.

"Aces!" Rebekah called to the redhead, and we shifted our attention back to the TV.

"Yeah?"

"Let's meet up at the house from last night, okay?"

"Got it!" Aces called before running off. The screen switched back and forth between the two, but it didn't seem like Rebekah was actually heading towards the center of the arena.

Katniss and Posy where conspiring as to where the blonde was actually going, when the screen zoomed way out, and all we could see was buildings and two little dots. One labeled 'SMITH' and the other 'MENDE', which must have been Rebekah. She was looping back around and following Aces.

"How stupid is she? Can't she tell that she's been followed" I say as the screen focuses on Aces again.

"Gale, stop. She's not a hunter like you."

"She is right, Gale." Katniss says, and I turn to look at her.

I shake my head and focus on the screen again. Aces turns a corner and steps into another little open area, where a large water fountain stands, spurting out water.

"You have to admit, that was pretty impressive she could hear that." Katniss says.

APOV

I sigh in relief and rush forward, dunking my head into the pool and then pull out the empty water bottle and fill it up. I'm halfway through drinking it when I hear something behind me. I twirl around quickly just in time to see Rebekah lunge at me with her knife. I grab her hands and twist, causing her to cry out and pull away.

"I have no idea how you heard that water, but thank you for showing it to me."

"What? If you wanted the damn water why go through the trouble of going around the block and following me?"

"How'd you know I went around the block?" Rebekah asks, lowering her knife and looking at me in confusion. I shrugged.

"Lucky guess." I say before running at her with my frying pan. I miss the first hit, but hit her on the back of the head as I pull it back to me.

"You little-!" She starts, but her words break off as I hit her in the face.

Blood pours down from her nose, and she glares at me.

"You want to play with blood? You're on." Rebekah growls, lunging at me and slashing my arm with knife.

I curse and grab my arm as the shirt slowly soaks up my blood. The dark material becomes darker.

She runs at me again and I roll into her legs, knocking her over. I flip over on top of her, grabbing her knife and aiming it at her throat. She grunts and tries to turn the knife towards me.

"What are you doing, Aces? I thought you were a scared little girl?" Rebekah taunts.

"Obviously, other wise I wouldn't be trying to kill you."

"Lies. You'd be trying to kill me if you weren't scared."

"Maybe. But I probably wouldn't have allied with you then."

"Fine. You think you can kill me? Here." She says, smirking at me and letting go of the knife.

"Kill me."

I know she thinks I can't do it. I wish I didn't have to.

I take deep breath, close my eyes, and thrust the knife down. I cringe when blood splatters up on my face, and stand up.

I look down at the blonde, whose hair is turning red as her blood seeps out and around her. I back away and sit on the edge of the fountain as a hover comes down and takes her up.

I look at my arm and take my black jacket off, leaving me in my long sleeved grey shirt. I rip my sleeve off to see the wound. My upper arm is leaking blood from a deep but relatively short cut. I sigh and dip my sleeve in water before cleaning up all the blood and then wrapping it up tightly so it will stop bleeding. I put my jacket back on and finish my water bottle before filling it again and putting it in my bag.

GPOV

"There's so much blood." Posy says, crying into Katniss' shoulder.

"Posy it's okay. The hover took her already." Katniss says, and Posy looks back at the screen.

"Is her arm going to be okay?" She asks. Posy is way too soft for this world.

"She'll be fine." I say, not really caring if she dies or not.

"Good. I want her to win." I choke on the air and cough.

"What?"

"I want her to win." Posy repeats.

"What is wrong with you?" I ask.

"What is wrong with you, Gale?" Katniss says.

"She's a townie!"

"She may be a townie, gale, but she saved your sister's life. You shouldn't be so cruel."

"I'm not being cruel. I'm being real. There's no way she'll win." I say, crossing my arms and looking back at the screen.

APOV

That's fourteen dead, right? I think to myself. If so, that leaves ten of us left. I take a deep breath. You can do this.