For every chapter that has a tribute death, I'm going to choose the song based on the tribute that dies in the chapter. You'll get it, I hope!:) Or, if there are no deaths, the song will be about the events in the chapter:).

Favorite quote of the chapter?:)

It's time to begin, isn't it?
I get a little bit bigger, but then I'll admit
I'm just the same as I was
Now don't you understand
That I'm never changing who I am

Raiden Brown

The sticks and dirt I step on make loud crunching noises. I feel like I'm alone, once again. It's better that way. No one is here to bring me down. At least I have myself. I'm the only person I agree with one hundred percent of the time. Just as I think this I hear a swooping noise above me. I tilt my head up to see a dark black bird flying over the dead forest. The sight reminds me of a song I used to sing in the asylum-

"Lady bug lady bug

Fly away home, for your house in on fire

and your children are gone

All except one and that's little Ann,

for she crawled under the frying pan."

When I finish I hear a quit scratching on the tree bark above me. I whip my head up quickly and see a pair of eyes. I jolt backwards. I can tell now that they're human. That means prey is in that tree. I take a small shiny blunt knife out of my pocket and hold it out of sight to the eyes in the branches.

"Hello? Is anybody there? Please don't hurt me! I'm defenseless!" I play 'weak.'

I see a flash of hair and two girls plop down out of the tree. Autumn and Cassandra.

"Give us your supplies and no one gets hurt," Cassandra says slowly. I can see in her eyes she doesn't intend to hurt anything. I only have one backpack anyways. Cassandra's testing me. Autumn tugs on her arm, obviously feeling uncomfortable in my presence. I see her grip the dagger her fingers are wrapped around.

"Really? Who are you to say?" I ask, my tone becoming more and more screechy.

"You said it yourself, you're defenseless" Autumn says softly. I can tell that she doesn't believe me. And by the way Cassandra's eyes keep darting back and forth I don't think she does either.

"Am I? Oh I forgot my dear, I do have a weapon,"

"Why did you say otherwise?" Cassandra looks ready to dart away from the situation.

"How else was I to get the both of you out of that tree?" Before they can process what I am saying, I lunge at them. I manage to tackle Autumn to the ground, but Cassandra leaps just out of reach. Cassandra screams at the top of her lungs. I twist Autumn's hand and her grip on the knife falters. I snatch it with my other hand.

Then I let her go and race to the edge of the woods with my new weapon. I if I had stayed another minute I'm afraid Cassandra would've been forced to use her weapon. And I can't have that, can I?

Morgan Adams

Ash and I sit in one of the trees just before the real woods start. I constantly watch our surroundings. I turn my eyes to the woods. All of the branches and trunks end at exactly the same height. It looks off. From our spot Ash and I can also barely make out the Cornucopia and the Careers stationed there like every other year, how unoriginal! I don't see why the Capitol likes them so much- every year it's the same old thing. The same Districts, the same personalities as far as I can tell-although this year is a little different- and the same skills.

Since Ash and I are so far away, we can't see much movement from them. Only tiny little people walking around their camp. Overnight, though, we both noticed four little red spots sprout up next to the Cornucopia.

"What do you think they are?" I ask her.

"What?"

"Those," I point to them. "What are they?"

"I don't know… at first I though they could be mutts or something, but then why would the Careers stay?" Ash concentrates.

"Yeah, they aren't mutts… maybe weapons? No…" I answer my own question.

"It could be blood,"

"How did it show up overnight then? There weren't any more cannons,"

"True…" Ash shrugs and a piece of her strawberry blond hair falls in front of her face.

"Want to check it out?"

"Not right now! We'll be killed for sure!"

"We could go at nightfall,"

"I GOT IT!" Ash shrieks, nearly falling out of the tree. She huffs a quick breath then says, "they're roses! Roses are red, remember the poem?"

"Oh! You must be right! They are roses," I smile.

"Why four, though?"

"Four deaths," it hits me. "A rose for every dead tribute."

Skye Glass

Day one in the arena hasn't been as hard as I thought. Sure, it isn't easy, but we aren't actually having trouble surviving. Maybe it's because I'm a Career and this is normal, or maybe I had higher expectations. Either way, I'm not complaining.

"Can we go into the woods now?" Lillith pouts. "All we've done is sit here!"

"No. Like I've told you a million times!" Sanus plops down on the yellow grass.

"Why not?" Lillith persists. I have to say, I agree with her. This is getting a little boring, but then again killing people isn't really my thing.

"Because we don't have to. We can stay put and only fight when we want and I bet you we'll make it longer than we would if we went into every battle we saw."

"Who the hell cares?!"

"Um… I do!" Canzi adds to the conversation. "I care how long I live."

"Canzi, sweetheart, please be quiet." Lillith snarls. Her words are kind, but her tone is poison. Canzi's nose twitches and she sits down on the grass next to Sanus sadly.

"Why are you our leader anyways? No one likes you! This sucks, all that you've done is boss us around," Lillith sulks.

"Because, I am smart, and you fight like a girl," Sanus walks off behind the Cornucopia, where we can't see him.

"Okay, he did not just say that," Lillith rolls her eyes and mutters something under her breath before storming off after him. Only Canzi, Glass, Sceptor and I are left.

We hear a loud OOF! and a moan. Lillith saunters back into our vision with a smirk plastered on her face.

"Say hello to your new leader,"

Cassandra Lampret

Autumn and I barely escaped from the Psycho. Fortunately he let her go at the last second. Good thing too because I didn't want to kill anyone. Not on the first day especially. Autumn's been throwing up for about an hour now from the stress and her near death.

'BLEH!'

"You okay?" I ask, looking over towards my poor ally.

"Yeah,"

"Are you sure, that was a close call. Is there anything I can do to help?"

"No,"

'BLEH!'

"I'm going to get some food. We'll have a feast as soon as your stomach feels better, okay?"

"Yeah,"

'BLEH!'

"Stay here. If anyone gives you trouble scream and climb up high into a tree. You might as well throw up on them while you're at it! Don't worry though, I won't be far." I assure her. Autumn isn't usually in such a weak state, so I have no doubt in her. She's smart enough to get out of a sticky situation.

Autumn nods and I head off in the dead woods.

I can't help feeling guilty whenever I look at her. I almost let her die- already. What if Psycho hadn't jumped off of her and fled? Would I have gone through with killing him, or saved my own skin? I shake my head. Luckily it didn't come to that.

CRACK!

I whip my head around and grip my dagger. I don't see anything and I can't tell which direction the noise came from.

SNAP!

It definitely came from one of the trees this time. I leap onto the ground quickly. Maybe no one will see me if I stay still. When it stays quiet for a few minutes I glance up towards the branches. I gasp when I see a dark orange claw grasp a tree. It's the size of my whole body.

WHOOSH!

Wind suddenly rushes into the forest. I keep my eyes locked on the creature. Then, a black feather slowly glides towards the ground. It lands at my feet. It's a bird. A giant bird. I hear it caw, before the claw leaves the branch. Only moments later I hear it clutch onto another one about twenty trees down.

Then I hear a scream. Autumn.

It's time to begin, isn't it?
I get a little bit bigger, but then I'll admit
I'm just the same as I was
Now don't you understand
That I'm never changing who I am

NEW POEMS!- Guys, if you like Harry Potter I have a new poem about Bellatrix out called "Haunted". I also have one for PLL about Mona called "For Now." Why do I love writing poems about the insane?

I know I haven't updated in a while (my dearest apology) but please don't drone on about it in a review, it is my pet peeve…

So, today was mostly about conversation, tribute relationships and setting up the scene for battles and such. Also, I thought since I haven't updated in a while there would be no deaths on day one.

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