Yes, the 'coming back in 50 years' thing is definitely reincarnation – rebirth. (Lystra will be Katniss, Tanner will be Peeta. And so on)

*Mazie's POV*

I needed to be disguised, so I visited the spa.

I dyed my hair – well, Nich's hair, I suppose, so that it resembled a sparkling rainbow and lay flat on my back. Each nail was a different color that faded into another, and my eyes changed colors randomly, flashing. My skin became a pale orange, like the setting sun. My lips were deep, dark red. My eyebrows were gone. Eyes outlined in thick black. Sparkles of random colors came down from my eyes to my cheekbones, like glistening tears.

My dress shifted from bright color to bright color, and went all the way to the floor with a long train. It's sleeves cut into my hand, making a diamond to cover my palms. My shoes were simple flats that also shifted colors.

I wore many color-shifting necklaces as well, along with anklets and earrings. And, because it was required, I took a many – colored – feathered mask, and a bag that slowly flashed colors.

Under my elaborate outfit, I had put another outfit – a bright red tank top, deep brown khakis, a dull green hat, and a black jacket – the same outfit the tributes wore into the arena. I knew it would be a popular outfit tonight. My feet would be bare with this outfit, and my new mask would be that of Lystra's face – I would say that I was sponsoring her.

In the pocket of the khakis I had a single dagger. It was all I'd need to kill the President.

I grinned as I left for the party. I felt as though I had purpose again – like I was helping Nich. And that made me . . . happy.

This was going to be fun.

*Elvatorix Fox's POV*

Carrie was strangely quiet on the way back to the Cornucopia. I kept glancing at her, expecting her to whip out her sword and start hacking away at something, but she didn't. Armondo still looked puzzled about what had happened, which at least guaranteed that he was quiet. Which was definitely a good thing.

When we reached the Cornucopia, Salena came over to us, a questioning look in her eyes.

"Another bloodbath," I explained.

"Who died?" she asked, looking at us carefully. She probably knew Carter was missing. I wondered how she'd react to the death of the other tribute from her District.

"Totsie and Echo Griffensong, Illanna Rainflower, Percy Stein, Spade, Tanner Lawson, and Carter James." I told her, studying her expression. When I mentioned Carter's name, something in her gaze broke, like she was about to start crying, but she restrained herself, only nodded slightly.

"All right," Carrie muttered slightly, looking at us. She was regaining her air of dignity and anger. "There's only a few tributes left. Us, Mazie, Rayne, Lillibet, and Lystra. I think it's time we break the Career pack."

"Break it!" Armondo chorused, then immediately glanced towards Carrie, confused again. "Break it?"

"It means we're enemies, Armondo," I sighed, hating having to explain everything. "We kill each other now."

"Oh," he said, looking around. "Oh?"

I tensed, glancing at Carrie. I knew what came next. Another bloodbath. One Career would live, and then hunt down the rest of Mazie's alliance, kill them all, and emerge victorious.

And it was going to be me.

Carrie raised her sword, and turned to Armondo, who backed up nervously. "C-c-c-Carrie?" he stuttered "Sis? Charie? What are you –?" He was cut off by his own blood-curling scream as Carrie run him through the chest with her sword. He fell to his knees, then to the ground. There was silence until his cannon went off.

Carrie pulled her sword out and grinned. "That felt good. I can't tell you how long I've wanted to do that."

Then she turned to Salena. "You always were a weakling. It's your turn." Salena tried to defend herself, but she met a quick, brutal end like Armondo's. When her cannon went off, Carrie turned to me.

"Say goodnight, Elvatorix," she smirked.

I continued, sitting where I was. I spread my arms wide. "Oh, c'mon, Carrie, we're all friends here."

Carrie sniffed. "As if. We have hated each other from first sight."

I laughed. "Well, it was worth a shot, eh?" I didn't move from my sprawled out position. Obviously thinking I wouldn't fight back, Carrie walked over to me, slowly, cockily. She studied me a moment, then raised her sword.

It was inches from my heart when I whipped out my own sword and pushed hers away with great force. Startled, Carrie let her sword fall, and I quickly whipped it away. Carrie backed up from me, looking around for a weapon, and laughed. She sounded panicked.

She kept backing up, and tripped over the dead body of her brother. She glanced at her now blood-soaked body, and quickly looked away.

" 'Say goodnight, Carrie,' " I mimicked her. She gulped nervously.

"Come on, Elvatorix," she gulped again, eyes bulging and wide as I held my sword to her throat. "we're all friends here."

I laughed. "Sure." I said. Then I brought my sword down, and chopped off Carrie's head.

The cannon was immedeite. I spat on her dead body. "Good riddance."

Then I tromped off into the Cornicopia. I filled one backpack full of food and water, and armed myself with as many weapons that I could carry. Then I left the clearing, because I knew they'd want to collect the bodies.

I didn't look back once.

*Lystra's POV*

The pain was swelling, stabbing, gut wrenching, heart-stopping, world-slowing, universe-shifting. I felt it with every tear that came out, every move or sound I made. I felt that death would be better – but I had promised Tanner that I would win.

So I would.

Of that much I was certain.

I cried and cried and cried that day, and I felt the tears washing away Tanner – the ghost of Tanner that still clung to me. I almost wanted to grab them – frantically, almost. But I had to let him rest – rest in peace.

Forever.

But it still hurt.

Lillibet, Rayne, and Nich cried too. For everyone.

Then three cannons went off.

We all sat up, upright in the water. "What's going on?" Lillibet asked.

"I suppose the Careers have broken," Nich said. "Only one left now."

"And they're going to hunt us down," whispered Rayne. Nich nodded her agreement.

"What are we going to do?" Lillibet sounded worried, anxious.

"We'll be ready," Nich lowered herself back into the water. "Just wait. We'll be ready for them."