Okay, sorry for the long update but the less reviews the slower the update. Not to sound like a beggar, cuz I will finish a story, but I loose enthusiasm when I don't get that much reviews. But, that doesn't matter. Okay, ON WITH THE STORY!

Ray's POV

I wake up to the sound of rocks crumbling and hitting one another. My eyes fly open and I search my surroundings. At first I think I'm falling, rocks caving in under my feet, but I'm not. I'm on the cavern floor as small rocks crumble and settle from me making the hole bigger yesterday. I look to my right and spot Dray, sleeping on his jacket with his sword about a foot away.

I can never look at him the same way I used to. I love him, very much, and I don't want anything to happen to him, but he seems…different, like more ferocious. He's killed two people. Careers non-the less, but they were still human, just like the rest of us. I get up and stretch my sore muscles. My back aches and my palms still sting. Just slightly though. I carefully take off the moss and go over to the pool. I wash them to keep them clean and retie the moss back onto my hands. I don't know if it's healthy, but it's not like I have any bandages. It's survival of the fittest, so the Gamemakers won't let supplies fall from the sky.

That's more of Katniss, Peeta, and Haymitch's jobs. Speaking of which, do we have any sponsors? I push the thought to the back of my head and go to wake up Dray. I jerk him a bit and he slowly wakes up.

"Did I win?" He asks, half awake. I wonder what he was dreaming about?

"No Dray, we didn't." I say flatly. He gives me some sort of confused look.

"What are you talking about?" I shake my head at his confusion.

"You were half awake." He stares at me with his similar gray eyes. "Forget it." I get up and walk over to the bag to see what Dray has. I find another water bottle, knives, and a third of a loaf of bread.

"You find anything interesting?" I hear his voice echo through the cavern.

"Shh! Do you want somebody to hear us? Honestly, you'd think the older one would have more common sense." I know Dray is doing something, like rolling his eyes. "Do you think this will last us?" I hold up the bread as if to prove my point.

"You know, you're starting to sound like mom. Nagging left and right." He puts on his jacket and swipes the bread out of my hands. I know the cameras are trained on us right now because of our argument.

"I have a reason to be like this." I complain.

"Oh yeah, and what would that be?"

"Have you ever considered that we are in the Hunger Games!" I yell a bit to loudly and cover my mouth with my mossy hands.

"Oh, and you tell me not to yell." Dray says from behind me. Just as I'm about to let loose again, I hear a low growl come from the back of the cave.

"What was that?" I ask, hoping Dray has the answer. But before he could respond, a bear-like thing jumps out from the shadows.

"Run!" Dray screams at me and I run at full speed, trying to climb the rocky slope. It's hard to focus with the growling and the sound of Dray and his sword struggling to fend off the beast. It takes awhile but eventually I get up, with the help of adrenaline. Just as I'm about to run from my future death, I hear my brother scream.

"Dray!"

Dray's POV

Here I am, trying to win a fight that I can't possibly win. But I don't care that much, Ray's safe, and that is my major priority.

"Dray!" I hear Ray cry out. By now I'm clawing my way up to the surface, but the bear thing is right behind me. "Dray grab my hand!" Ray instructs me, I don't waste one second. I feel her grip tighten and soon I'm being pulled up. I hear her struggling but she is succeeding. It's not enough though. I feel the sharp claws of the muttation ripping through the skin of my ankle and I'm being pulled in the opposite direction. My hand is yanked out of Ray's and my life is in the hands of the bear-like creature.

"Ah!" I'm yelling as the mutt pulls me down. So this is the end? I wonder how Rocky is handling all of this? I think. No, I have to help Ray. I remember the sword in my hand and I twist my body so I'm facing the bear. I stick my sword in its eye and it lets out a dreaded cry of pain. It lets go of my ankle and I pull my sword out before it goes scampering back off into the shadows. I limp up to the top and throw my sword on the ground. I examine my ankle and it's not looking too good. It's ripped down to the bone and blood is trickling down my foot.

"Oh no." Ray says running over and helps me up. I wince at the sudden movement while Ray makes me put one arm around her for support. We walk along, not knowing where to go. I become dizzy from the lack of blood and water.

"Where are we going?" I ask Ray in a tried breath.

"I don't know. I was thinking the forest since it's not that far away." She just keeps looking ahead. I don't talk for the rest of the walk. Just when we reach the woods, I black out for a quick second and drop to the ground. "Dray!" She picks me back up and slings my arm on her shoulder. "Come on, just a little more to go."

We trudge along for what seems like forever until we find an area that's covered with bushes and trees.

"Okay, we'll hide in that area." Ray says and we become hidden by the green. I sit down and look at my leg. It's still bleeding and being able to see part of my bone doesn't help it to look pretty. "I-I don't know if I can treat that with just moss." Ray's obviously scared. She looks up at the sky and a quick flash of anger shoots across her face. "You could at least send us some medical supplies!" Ray yells at the sky. She's really talking to our good-for-nothing mentors. I can't help but think of Katniss, how she did the same thing to Haymitch when she was in the games. As I expected, nothing happens.

"They're not going to help us." I sneer. I spoke too soon because a silver parachute gently floats down. Ray quickly unwraps it and it's kinda what she asked for. They sent some medical wrap and gauze. Ray fumbles a bit and then comes over towards me.

"Okay, let's fix that ankle." Ray's only eleven and she's already taking care of me. She takes a handful of gauze and places it on the bloody gash. It quickly soaks up the blood, but not all of it. She leaves a fresh piece of gauze on my ankle and wraps it. I give her a smile but then looks at her hands.

"Hand me the supplies and sit down." I order her and she does exactly what I say. She gives me the stuff and sits down right next to me. I take the wrap and cut it with one of the knives.

"What are you—?" I take the moss off and replace it with the wrap. After I'm done, she flexes her hand and returns my smile. "Thanks Dray." I look at my bag then back to Ray.

"You hungry?" I ask her.

"Well it is the Hunger Games." She stifles a laugh and I can't help but smile. I reach over and grab the straps. I break two small portions of the bread off and give her a piece. I see her eyes sparkle and that smile lurks onto my face again. "Thank you." She whispers and nibbles on it. I look at what I can see of the sky and I think it's around twelve o'clock.

"Well, we made it half of the day." I say. Ray shakes her head in agreement and finishes her bread.

Amary's POV

I swing through the trees with ease, just like Rue did. So far, the woods are the only place that I've been too. I haven't wandered into the rest of the arena because rocks just aren't my style. I 'fly' through the trees with my knife on my belt and my backpack on my back. My mind is somewhere else though. I heard screams earlier today and it sounded like the siblings from 12. Are they alive? I find myself asking. What were they screaming at? Did they survive? They have to be, no cannons sounded. I hope they are alive because I wanted to join an alliance. I kind of trust District 12 because of Katniss, how she helped my sister.

The wind rushes through my black hair and I take a glance at the ground. Twigs cover the rocky bottom but you can still see the gray seeping through the leaves. I look up in time to grab hold of a branch that was just about to whack me in the face. I decide to stay on this branch for a little brake. I reach in the side pocket of my bag and pull out a few blackberries that I found. So far, the only sources of food that I've seen are rabbit and a few berries. I can't hunt that well so I've been living off of these berries. I don't dare eat the dried beef that was in my bag yet.

I pop a few of the blackberries into my mouth and look back down at the ground. What I see catches my attention. A trail of blood lingered over to an area where it is thick with trees and shrubs. I carefully drop to the ground to investigate the red, smeared trail. I walk over to the greenery with great caution. I finger my knife and step closer and closer to the bushes. It's quiet, not a sound, so I become more alert and ready to fight.

I step right in front of the bush and push the branches to the side, knife raised in the air.

Peeta's POV

I walk back into the viewing room or whatever it's called. I just got done checking sponsors and man there were a lot. Haymitch finally told us about sponsors. I search for Haymitch but he is now where to be seen.

"Haymitch?" I call out. I know Katniss won't be here because she went to go eat lunch. "Haymitch!" I say again. He's not checking the screens, so where could he be? I look over at the bedroom doors and go into the room the Katniss and me don't use. "Haymitch?"

I look over to the bed and finally find Haymitch, passed out on the bed. He's facing the wall, covers tossed over his body. I can't help but smile because Katniss and me been wanting him to go to bed. I close the door and sit by the screens so I can check on the Templetons. Ever since they were joined together, only one screen has been in use. Apparently they got our gift because Dray's ankle is wrapped along with Ray's palms.

They eat their bread when there is a ruffling noise. All of my attention turns to the screen, hoping the Careers didn't find them. The bush branches are pushed to the side and my face is practically pressed against the screen.

It's not the Careers but it's Amary with her knife raised. My heart is racing just looking at the knife that glistens in the sun. I hope Amary is like Rue and doesn't decide to kill them right then and there because they are both weak. I hear the door click and jump.

"Jeez Peeta, It's just me. Where's Haymitch?" She asks. I let out a big breath from adrenaline running through my veins.

"He's in his room sleeping." I say and Katniss lets out a sigh.

"Finally. Now what happened so far?" She says and I look back at the screen. I must've missed a lot because I look back at the screen and Ray and Amary are shaking hands. But I automatically know what happened.

"District 11 met District 12."

Not the best ending but I couldn't think of anything right know. So remember to review because they make me happy. Plus, it means I will update as quick as I can!