The second chapter I'm posting today! If you missed Training Part 1, go back and check it out! I should also be posting a ''Breaking Dawn Part 2'' one-shot either today or tomorrow. I don't really plan out my chapters, I sit down and write them on the spot- same goes for one shots or new stories, so bare with me! This chapter is the second part of ''Training'' and I really hope you enjoy it :) Please read and review, all criticism is taken!

Training Part 2.

Esme's POV

His words chilled me. Just a moment ago I had thought him imcapable of killing, and now I was being threatened. I couldn't say anything, so I turned on my heels and walked away towards a different station. As I was leaving, I heard him mutter, ''I guess we're not allies then.'' I felt chilled inside, my thoughts automatically went to Edward. What if the blonde one made him a target? No. He wouldn't. He wouldn't kill such a young boy.

As time went past, I made my way around the different stations. I was relieved when we were sent back to our rooms. I knew I was safe in there, safe to be alone. I found comfort on the huge double bed in my room. The sheets were soft, the blankets warm and comforting. I couldn't help but compare everything now to everything back home. Home. The word echoed in my head. I will never see my home again. I won't see my sister, or my mother...I felt regret building up in my chest as I thought of my mother. I wish I had said goodbye, told her I loved her. I was so angry because of how she had been when father had died, but I would be that way too..and now I won't be able to tell her that I love her one more time..I wish..My thoughts were interuppted by Edward bouding enthusiastically into my room and jumping onto the bed beside me. I was shocked and surprised. For the first time since we had arrived, the boy was happy. I sat up and mustered up my best smile for him. ''You're in a good mood, Edward.'' I said. He nodded enthusiastically. ''I have an ally! A friend!'' He grinned. I understood now. He had someone else to protect him now. His chances of life were so much better now. Still low, but so much better. I grinned, pleased for him, before turning my head out of curiousity. ''And who might this 'ally' of yours be?'' I asked, suspecting one of the younger children in District 9 or 10. ''Carlisle!'' he exclaimed happily, seeming to smile even wider. Carlisle. The name wasn't familiar, so I pushed further. ''Who would that be?'' I laughed lightly, sliding off the bed and walking towards the door, signalling for Edward to come with me. ''You know him,Esme! He said he was talking to you anyway. He's the blonde one from two.''

I froze midstep, my hand on the door. What was with this boy? It could have been any tribute who had befriended Edward, but it had to be him. The one who had caught me staring. The one who wanted to be my ally. The one who had turned on me in seconds. The one who would kill me.

I couldn't speak, afraid that my voice would betray me. I just nodded slightly, before opening the door and walking towards one of the big couches and sitting down, looking out the window. Edward didn't follow. I think on some level, he knew I wanted to be left alone.

Over the next days, I put my focus entirely on training. I ignored ''Carlisle''. I only spoke when I had to. I felt like I couldn't trust anyone. I felt entirely alone. Carlisle and Edward spent their training sessions together, the thought of working together as a district clearly forgotton. In my mind I acknowledged the way the girl in two glared at Edward, and made a note to make sure that she stayed away from him no matter what.

The training passed by too fast. All too soon I was stood in front of those...those...judges. The one's who decided how many points I would get. How many sponsors, and therefore, how much help. They had seemed so unimpressed, but from the impression I got from Tiberius, it had always been like that.

We gathered around the large television screen as we waited for our scores. We watched as everyone got their scores. Of course the careers got higher scores. Edward was pleased to see that his ''ally and really really nice friend Carlisle got a 10.'' I resisted the urge to roll my eyes, to anxious to see what score we were given. Edward got a seven. I was happy for him, and he was more than pleased. Then my score. I wasn't surprised by the 8 I was given. I hadn't done anything special. Tiberius was neither pleased nor upset by our results. He was just irritated at my blow it off attitude towards it all. In truth, the only thing I cared about was what tomorrow would bring.

The only thought that occupied my mind was that I would be put into that arena tomorrow, and I didn't have a single ally.

Not one.