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I've got a feeling...
That tonight's gonna be a good night...

Black Eyed Peas - I've Got A Feeling

District 2: Livia Drusus's POV

I take the elevator to the roof, where I know most of the tributes are gathering to celebrate a wonderful Memorial Games starting tomorrow. Plus Mr. Lansing recommended a party on the roof of the training center. I get to the roof and see some tributes talking with one of the girl tributes. Some are sitting alone, sighing that they don't have a relationship with another tribute right now. Like Marx who is being avoided like the plague by all of the male tributes. He did come out of the closet earlier tonight after all, in the most surprising revelation of any person's sexuality known to man. Hell even Caeser made a joke about it, in all of good taste of course, However Marx looked a little offended when he sat down after his time was up.

I notice that Tony is staring at me with the usual anger in his eyes. It's like he is beckoning me to sit near him and to be his girlfriend or else... I look away and find Gideon sitting alone. I sit down next to him and strike up a conversation with him.

"Hey Gideon..." I say sitting down next to him.

"Are you sure this is wise Livia?" he asks. "That Anthony guy is giving us both mean looks."

"That's how he always is... Just ignore him, that's what I do. He's just got some anger control issues, I know because he tried to beat me up on the train, and he would've too if it wasn't for our mentor stepping in time."

"Yeah he does look like he'd beat his own girlfriend into submission. Like one of those guys that can only hold on to a relationship with violence, but hey once we win you'll never have to worry about him again. I'll move to District 2 and protect you..."

I smile... "You'll protect me from him? Thank you Gideon Rathe!"

District 11: Nick McMullen's POV

I try to climb onto the railing, only for the force field to knock me back onto the rooftop floor. I realize that suicide now is impossible. I walk away from the railing... when I hear my name being called.

"Hey Nick!" It was that Azrael guy. The one who called himself the Angel of Death. I walk over to him and sit down next to him.

'What are you thinking?" he asks. "You should know that the forcefield prevents us trying to kill ourselves."

"I don't really want to live anymore Mr. Angel of Death." I reply back to him. He merely grins and looks at me...

"Your life can't be worse than mine. What did you do to pass judgement of death onto you?"

"I killed my immediate family. I burned down my house and killed them... Now I live with my good friend and her family. I've got nothing to live for..."

"You burned down your house accidentally and now you want to kill yourself so you can rejoin your family!" he says. Then lets out a huff. "Listen to me, I lost my family too. They died in a house fire like your family did... And I accidentally burned down the house while trying to start a fire to keep warm. But I don't want to kill myself just to see them again... In fact I've now come to believe that anybody who gets near me dies shortly afterwards, and will die in a gruesome death like my family did. Maybe you should take solice in the fact that you're still alive and can become a father someday... Make that as your life goal and accomplish that, instead of trying to take your life."

He gets up to get some more punch from the refreshment table but I had to ask him...

"Since I was near you... Do you think I'll die soon?"

He just merely grinned and shook his head. "I don't know Nick... I just don't know, you have to believe that you won't die because of me. Maybe you can finally debunk my fears and I can finally shed this title as the Angel of Death."

Well that was... comforting...

Capitol: Caligula Augustine's POV

I was sitting, talking to the career tributes from Districts 1, 2, and 4. Even though not all of us are on the same team. We are friends, at least I think we are... I talk about life in the Capitol and my personal hatred of the Hunger Games, and how I'm glad we don't have to kill each other in the arena tomorrow. But I can't help but to stare at Dahlia, standing over on a makeshift dance floor in the garden. She's staring at me with her seductive eyes. Beckoning me to come to her and dance. This is my chance but I can't cough up the nerve to get up and tell her my feelings towards her. Caspian nudges me on the shoulder...

"Hey, you were going on and on how much you loved her." he said. "Go over there and confess, I'm sure she feels the same about you. Just look at her staring at you like that."

I do look at her... The music is playing and she's staring at me with her seductive eyes. I stand up and walk over to her. Where she grabs me and pulls me closer to her for a slow dance.

"Dahlia... I-I-I love you... I have loved you for so long. I've never mustered up enough courage to..." she places her finger on my lips to quite me down...

"I know Caligula... I've always know your feelings for me, even if you never told me, I always knew by the way you looked at me. The truth is... I'm in love with you as well."

"You are...?"

"Caligula... We've known each other ever since we met in preschool. We've been friends for years. It was abound to happen sooner or later... I'm glad it's finally happening. That we have officially became a couple, and I never want to leave your side."

"I don't know what to say..."

"Don't say anything, just shut up and kiss me..." We hold each other in our arms, as we frenched kiss each other for about a minute. Our passionate kiss came to an end and we heard everyone else cheering for us, just as the song came to and end.

Capitol: Dahlia Snow's POV

When the party is over, whenever the tributes started to yawn and leave, we left for the second floor our floor. The floor we share with the District 2 tributes. Caligula is holding me in his arms, as we walk to his room. He unlocks the door and brings me into it, before closing the door.

"Why are we both in your room Caligula?" I ask him. "I don't know if we both should be in here together."

"We're young adults aren't we?" he asks me. "Besides I don;t think anybody even cares. I just want to spend the rest of the night with you... I want to make tonight special for the both of us."

Then we kissed passionately, and we didn't stop, unless it was to remove an article of clothing that needed to be lifted over our head. We kissed and stripped each other naked, then Caligula laid my naked body on the bed. I stare up at him as he lays down next to me. Our bodies intertwine as he let's me climb on top of him. I look down at him with my seductive grin and eyes. Then we do it... We take turns on top, and we don't stop until we're too tired to continue... God he's so amazing... I love this man so much.

District 1: Elena Goldsack's POV

I lay in bed and can't get any sleep. Not when that's going on above me... If I hear Dahlia scream out Caligula's name in pure sexual pleasure, or Caligula screaming for her to continue doing whatever to him ever one more time. Well there is no telling what I'd do, and I won't be held responsible for brutally murdering two tributes before the games. I need my shut eye as I can't stay in the game well enough if I don't get my sleep, and we all partied for about three hours earlier. Finally after about two hours of hot passionate sex coming from the floor above me... I'm able to get some sleep... Finally...

Capitol: Caligula Augustine's POV

Dahlia and I were woken up by our stylists, who weren't happy we were in the same room. But I think they understood that we were in love, and were having a romantic time. We were fully awake and happy. We were all smiles this morning. But when we went down to the pre-games breakfast, we learn that not everybody was happy about our little encounter last night. District 3 looked like they needed more sleep, but weren't angry at us... Districts 1 and 2 were on a whole level of pissed off. Livia stared daggers at Dahlia, while Elena and Zeker were doing the same to me... Tony was too pissed off twenty-four seven to even care, but i know he wants to kill us both in the arena. Ain't going to happen tough stuff...

"You guys could've been quieter last night." Livia says, before going back to her sausage, eggs, and waffles. Elena glares at us one more time before taking another bite of her lamb stew on wild rice. Then the other tributes that heard us went back to eating. Dahlia and I grabbed our breakfast off of the buffet table and sat down in our places. Where Mr. Lansing just ate his breakfast while reading the digital newspaper on his cell phone. Only in the Capitol can you read the news on your phone. Every place else you have to pick up the newspaper and read what happened yesterday or earlier in the week. Only on TV or through cell phone, can someone get constant up to date news, as it happens throughout the day. He takes on more bite of his breakfast, which included the lamb stew, bacon, hashbrowns, chocolate chip waffles, and English muffin. With a mug of hot tea to drink. His fiancee is eating, while trying to get their two children to eat their breakfast, instead of playing with it. I begin by eating the bacon, hashbrowns and eggs which is smothered in a cheddar cheese sauce, and topped with red onion and green bell pepper. It was delicious...

Tim finally puts his phone onto the table and turns to us. "The interviews last night were a hit, and already you're getting more sponsors than the opening ceremonies. Good job you two..."

"Thank you..." I say.

"Oh and you really stirred up the trackerjacker nest last night with your encounter." he added. "I'm not angry at you... In fact it is nice to see tributes forming relationships and having sexual encounters. But other tributes couldn't get much sleep last night and they're sure to make you pay at the Cornucopia today... So be careful not to get caught in the non lethal bloodbath, because those tributes will be aiming for you for their lack of sleep."

"We'll be careful sir..." I say as I take another bite of my breakfast. When everybody was full of breakfast. We all went back to our individual rooms to get changed for the ride to the arena. This was it... No turning back now. It was now or never... I put on my casual street clothes and grab my token. All tokens were allowed in this year, even if they could have doubled as hidden weapons. Then we had to meet on the roof for our personal hovercraft to take us to the arena catacombs and our personal Launch Room.

District 2: Anthony Howard's POV

I'm ready for this... though I've been training for the Hunger Games, I'm still ready for this... I meet Livia on the roof, throughout this whole encounter, she has been so frightened of me. She has every right to be scared of me. Because that fear means she's slowly learning her place as a woman, as my wife and servent. That Dr. Monore person waited till we were about ready to enter our hovercraft, to administer the tracker, and then the Gamemaker in charge of our equipment gave us a special PDA device that is worn on our wrists like a watch. It told us who is on our team, tell us who has been eliminated, and even the time. There is even options for the weather and current events for us. If we're to know what is going in the outside world of the arena. I climb into my hovercraft and it leaves for the arena. My stylist is giving me some last minute advice that Gale told him. I don't listen to it. I know what I have to do, and how I'm going to do it. that is to eliminate as many tributes as I can at the "bloodbath", then hunt the survivors. This is going to be easy, I don't see why I have to be on a team with these losers.

Author's Comment: Well next chapter the games begin, and sadly... One tribute won't survive the games. Next chapter someone is going to die, by a surprise Mutt attack. Read the next chapter to find out who will be the first eliminated, and who is going to become Mutt Chow.