(Thanks to jamesss, Lance-Dusk, Lance-Dusk again XD, Zro-kemuri 9t6, and Emporer Eclair for the reviews! All right, enough wait, time for a death! But whose? I'll let Rose tell the event, shall I? Read on!

James glared irritably at me and Freya as we ran towards him. I heard mutterings from the spectators, but I took no heed and grasped the cage with my hands and shook it, gaining his full attention.

"What the fuck do you want? In fact, don't answer and just take a hike." James turned to duck a punch from Monster, grabbed Monster's head and slammed it towards me on the cage, but that didn't deter me.

"You are going to die James! Die!"

"Oh, shut the hell up will you woman!" James threw Monster behind him.

"There's a list, and so far it's been correct! Harry died first, but we managed to save Katie from Death. So she's been skipped, and you're next. You gotta get out." I jumped as James slammed his fist on the cage, the screws falling down unnoticed.

"SHUT UP!" he roared, spittle flying towards me as he stuck up his middle finger. "You ruined my life, you goddamn ruined my life! Did you know that you prevented me from winning the championship that night, huh? Now I have to start all over again!"

As the security guards started to crowd around me, the first screen was heard, followed by another in succession. The crowd quickly split apart to reveal a car heading down the ramp.

James' eyes widened. "Holy shit..."

The car smashed into the barricade, which snapped easily and flipped through the air, slamming into the cage wall and because of the screws missing, fell straight down. James dived to the side, but the heavy cage wall landed on his ankle, which stuck out the other side. "Fuck!" James tried to pull his foot from the hole.

"Watch out!" Freya cried, as the car careered past both her and me. I watched in astonishment as I realised the Tom was in the car, and what appeared to be a clown on his lap, grabbing the steering wheel. Tom quickly gave a sharp tug on the wheel, knocking Vincent off. The car swerved, and only it's right side hit the cage, and continued through the cage on the other side, before smashing into the made-up bleachers, causing the wood to snap and fall. People milled about, trying to escape.

A blood-curdling scream was heard, and I quickly turned to James and gasped. His ankle was completely mutilated. Blood was all over his leg and his skin was white. Most of the skin of the ankle had been ripped off, as well as the ankle practically hanging from only a thread of muscle. Bone fragments stuck through out his leg and foot, and he screamed again in even more pain.

"Call an ambulance! He needs pressure!" Freya shouted at me, and ran forward, quickly taking an abandoned coat and wrapping it around James foot.

I quickly pulled my mobile out and informed the hospital as I ran towards Tom car. I quickly finished the call, and opened the door of the passenger's side, which earned a shout of pain from Vincent, who was half draped across the chair. I realised that his finger had been in the hinge of the door, and I had caught it. "Sorry." I said, quickly moving his finger and opening the door fully. Tom lay slumped in the driver's seat, a thin line of red on his forehead, apparently unconscious. "Tom? Tom can you hear me?"

For a brief moment I was afraid, before quickly taking his pulse, and felt it was still there. I breathed a sigh of relief and placed my hand on Tom's shoulder. He suddenly bolted upright and pressed hard on the reverse pedal. I was thrown from the car in horror as Tom shot backwards. I quickly covered my face in horror, and waited a agonizing second before a crunch was heard.

After another three seconds, I opened my eyes. The car was in front of me, Tom shocked to his core. Vincent had scrambled in the back, staring at something behind the car. With fear I slowly went around the car, and saw that Chris was lying on the floor, the coat still covering his foot. With even more nervousness, I walked around to the front and gasped.

The boot of the car had hit Freya, and she had fell forward, the thin pole of the cage going straight into her eye. Blood leaked down her otherwise beautiful face as she stayed supported by the pole, but dead.

"Oh god..." I muttered, as ambulance sirens were heard as people started to run, not wanting to be caught at the illegal contest.

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"It's my fault... It's all my fault..." Tom muttered to himself, sitting in the waiting room of the hospital. "I-I killed Freya... injured James... all my fault."

"Stop it!" I said firmly. "It wasn't your fault! If anything, you saved James. But it was Death's fault through and through." It had been a day since Freya's death and James' injury, and he still wasn't ready to be seen yet. He was to get emergency surgery on his leg, as his foot was definitely going to be amputated. Vincent had been taken to a prison cell to the police until further notice.

Tom gulped and leaned back, his eyes blank. "I suppose..."

I felt for the man, I really did. He wasn't exactly confident himself, and he had come out of the police station yesterday shocked and mentally scared. Despite any and all reassurances I could give him, I knew this would never end for him.

"Miss Everdeen? Mr White? James will see you now." A nurse said, motioning for us to follow him.

I grabbed Tom's elbow and pulled him up, and followed the nurse through the pristine hospital, until seeing a close white door. "It's in here." The nurse said, quietly walking away.

I took a breath, and opened the door.

"I wondered when you guy's would be allowed here." James said, looking at the wall. His leg extended down halfway to his calf, before it encountered the amputated part. He also had a bandage wrapped around his forehead.

"H-how are you?" Tom asked weakly, ashamed.

"Well, I've lost a foot, and lost my job. Other than that, I'm doing fine." James said with grim humour. He took a deep breath. "Look... about this whole Death business... not saying I believe it, but if I did believe it, what would I have to do?"

I smiled at myself internally. I finally got to him. "Assuming you did believe, the safest thing of course would be remaining here. For now, assuming you care, Tom and I will find the last survivor in Lucy. Vincent's safe for the moment. And unless Vincent is next, Lucy is in the line of fire. We're going to pick up Katie as well."

"That girl sacrificed herself for me..." James muttered.

"What?" I asked, suddenly alert.

"That girl, she pushed me back, stopping me from being killed. She cost her own life for mine."

I sighed, but glad that Freya had spent her last moments saving someone else, and thus sending James to the back of the order. But it unnerved me to think that if I was unable to save Lucy, then either Tom or I would be next... I may be slightly selfish for this, but I was determined to save Lucy if only I save myself.

"We'll leave you in peace." I said nodding. "I want... want to see Freya's body one more time. It was put into the morgue until further notice. Come on Tom."