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Maysilee

The arena is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen! There are woods all around and in the distance is a snow capped mountain. The Cornucopia itself sits in the middle of a lush green meadow surrounded by wildflowers. The sky is a brilliant blue dotted with white clouds and songbirds. I take a deep breath and my nostrils are assaulted by a delightful smell that seems to be coming from all around.

I'm taken surprised by the sound of the gong that signifies that the sixty seconds of mandatory wait on the metal plates is over. It takes me a few second to get my bearings and then I dart of towards the Cornucopia. It seems that almost everyone else was also dazed by what they saw and some still haven't stepped off their plate. Not Haymitch though, he's already at the center of the Cornucopia picking his supplies. Good, at least one of us will be able to get the valuable stuff. Not that I won't try to get us more useful items.

Just as I reach a mount of items I hear something fly past my ear. I follow the noise to see a knife land inches from where I stand. My head snaps back the way it came and I see a male tribute, though I'm not sure from which District he belongs, starting to grab another knife. I'm not sure if he's targeting me specifically or if he's just throwing at random but I don't want to wait and find out, so I turn and start running towards the woods, hoping that Haymitch will see me so he'll know where I've gone. I pass another mound on my way and I see a backpack sticking out of everything else so I yank it free as I run by.

Once I hit the cover of the trees I sprint a hundred yards further before I stop to catch my breath. I can't see the cornucopia anymore but I can hear the screams of terror emanating from its area. I wasn't able to see what happened to Haymitch through all the ciaos, and a fear erupts as I think about the prospect that he might be dead. He's too smart and skilled to die in the bloodbath though, I think to calm myself. While I try to come up with a plan as to what to do next I decide to look through the backpack I managed to grab.

The contents some dried beef, a bowl, a blowgun, and twenty four darts. Not much, but better than nothing. Especially since I'm not that skilled a hunter so, the food will definitely come in handy. Though I did get some practice with a blowgun during training so at least I know how to work it and maybe I'll actually make some use out of it. If not, I'm sure Haymitch will find it useful.

I can't stay in this spot forever, especially since I'm not that far from the cornucopia, so I decide to start walking in the opposite direction that most of the tributes are likely to be. Maybe I can even find some sort of spring to hopefully meet Haymitch at like we planned.

After hiking for who knows how long I start to hear the cannons. So the initial fighting must finally be over and everyone must have moved far enough from the cornucopia by now. I stop to make sure I catch all of the shots… the blasts continue one after the other until it doesn't seem like it will ever stop. But the ear piercing noise eventually stops and I count eighteen dead. Eighteen! Almost half of us are gone in the first day; that does not bode well at all. With that I continue on my way, hoping to put as much distance between me and those dead bodies as possible. After all, the main killers are still not far from the meadow yet…

The day slowly turns into night and with no sign of Haymitch or water I decide to find a place to camp out for the night. It looks like the trees offer low enough branches that would make them easy to climb but I don't trust my balance to keep me up so I decide to find somewhere on the ground. The bushes aren't close enough to offer any type of shield so it seems like I'm stuff in the open. At that rate I feel like taking my chances with the trees, but not quite. There has to be something I can use as a shelter or a shield around here somewhere… About 10 minutes later I find a medium sized rock formation and after climbing around on it I also find a small little indenture in it that I just might be able to hide in. After lowering myself down it looks like I barley fit will enough room to hid my head from anyone who would pass by, as long as they don't decide to search the rocks like I did.

I'm starting to become thirsty and I know dying from dehydration or starvation is the most common thing, besides being killed by another tribute, to get you killed out here. So, I take out the bowl in my pack and place it next to me in the hope that it will rain tonight.

Just as the sun is setting on the horizon the Capitol's seal lights up the sky. As I watch I see the faces of those who have perished already.

Haymitch

It was breathtaking. A truly beautiful place. It's almost comforting. Like a sanctuary.

One of those places you only dream of; a green meadow and little yellow, purple, blue and orange flowers all over. It reminds me of a dream I had relaxing in a meadow and not having to worry about anything.

There is a magnificent mountain to one side, woods to the other and there are little songbirds soaring around everywhere.

But, then I remember why I am here. This place is dangerous, no matter how pretty it is. The gong rings and I'm running. I'm half way to the Cornucopia when I look back and see that nobody is following me. I guess they like the arena. Well, I'm not going to let it fool me. I reach the pile of backpacks and pick out one and grab several good weapons. I see Maysilee running with a Career not far behind her. Everyone else still seems dazed. So I head into the woods to avoid the bloodbath and watch Maysilee.

That Career guy got some knives and threw one at her. I almost went after him, but she ran into the woods about a hundred yards away from me. I stuff a knife in my belt and one in my boot as I start to head in that direction.

I get about a quarter of the way there and one of the girls from District Two sees me. She is a buff girl and about a half a foot taller than me. I think all of the tributes from Two are muscle builders. She has a crazed look in her eyes and I know that if I don't kill her, she will kill me, no doubt about it. And that's not all, she has a machete in each of her hands. Oh crap.

When she reaches me, she doesn't waste any time, she swings at my head and at my stomach with the other. I pull back, duck, avoid the swipes and pull the knife out of my belt and stab her in the stomach while she is off balance. She drops her machetes and leans over in pain. I make a run for it and the guy throwing knives tosses one at her and hits her in the back of the head. She's gone.

Great, I got rid of her. Now I have no idea where Maysilee went. I can't see her anywhere.

I start walking. The arena can't be that big. It has to end somewhere. Maybe I'll find Maysilee. Last I saw she was heading this way. We just have to find the water source. That's where we said we were going to meet up.

I'm out of the bloodshed range. The only way the Careers will find me right now is if they left the Cornucopia before they slaughtered everyone. And they like to slaughter people.

I keep walking. All there is in this place is trees. Well at least where I am. Trees, logs, bushes. So far, there is no water anywhere, and the more I look, the places I run into seem to be less likely to have water. I have no idea how I am going to meet up with Maysilee. If I can't find water, how the heck am I going to find her?

It's getting dark. I have to find a place to sleep. Or at least try to sleep. I trip on a rock and see a big tree with a space in the intricately tangled tree roots. I can hide in there and unless they fall like I did or are on ground level, the others won't be able to slaughter me in my sleep. The downside is that if Maysilee walks by, she won't see me.

Maysilee won't see me. But I want her to be able to find me, if she can. I have an idea. I take a knife and carve an "H" on the tree. If Maysilee sees it, she'll know I'm nearby. If the others see it, well, I don't know what they'll think or do. I'll destroy the mark in the morning. I slide down underneath the roots and get comfortable.

It's a good thing I could get out of here easily though, in every Games, there is a time when the audience gets bored and the Gamemakers do something to draw all of the tributes together to get some excitement.

There is a clearing in the trees above me and I can see the sky. The faces of the tributes that died are up; the ones I don't have to worry about anymore. Eighteen kids dead. Wow. Eighteen. The whole district six is up there. And so is Lucy. Jared is still in the Games. Darn it. But Maysilee's face is not up there. I even double check. Yes, she is still alive. I breathe, actually breathe, and realize that I was holding my breath the whole time.

Finally, now that I know that she is still alive, I can relax.

Boom. Boom. Two more cannons wake me from my sleep.

My thoughts instantly shift to Maysilee. Could that be her? I hope not.

It's the middle of the night. The moon is full and huge as it shines above me with a yellowish tint, making the trees light up. It seems almost peaceful where I am. I wonder where the deaths were. And were the killers are.

Crunch, crunch, crunch, crunch. I hear footsteps walking in my direction. They are faint, trying not to be heard, but they are still there.

I turn my body to the direction of the noise, there is a person walking into view with their face covered by their hood. It's not Maysilee. It's a boy walking carefully a few feet away from where I am hidden. I draw my knife from my boot.

He hears the sound of my knife and stops, look around, and his eyes stop on the tree where my "H" is and I can tell that he knows what it means.

Oh crap, I think. This is not good.

He removes his hood and I finally see his face

"Oh Haymitch. Glad I could join you!" Jarod says sarcastically. "Is Maysilee with you? I was kind of hoping for a little district get together."