Kylee's POV (girl from 9)

Samuel turns out to be quite useful.

"Want me to show you the use of your spear?" he asks me.

"Okay," I hand him the spear.

Samuel studies the sky. A bird flies overhead. He throws the spear.

The bird falls to the ground. Samuel approaches it and pulls the spear.

It sure felt great to eat.

Scott comes back. "Should we raid the 10 tributes tonight?"

"Okay." I agree. "What's the point in waiting?"

Madeline's POV (girl from 2)

No cannons yet today. There are eight tributes dead so far and sixteen to go.

"Let's hunt for tributes," Raru suggests. "There's nothing else to do. I'm tired of sitting here waiting for death."

I take a sword and Raru takes two knives and we walk deeper into the snow.

After a little while we reach a small mountain.

"I'll search up there," I tell Raru.

Raru nods. He takes out his knives and stays alert as I begin to climb.

No one's been here yet.

Suddenly I hear a scream.

"Raru!"

"Madeline...polar bears...quick! They'll kill us easily!"

I slide down to mountain and find two polar bears on top of Raru. His knives aren't helping him much.

Raru struggles beneath the polar bears. In a quick leap I bury my sword blade into one of their necks. The polar bear drops to the ground.

I run over and pull the other polar bear off of Raru, who has stopped fighting back. The polar turns on me and bites my right hand hard.

I shriek with pain. I switch my sword to my left hand, then quickly send it through the polar bears' chest.

I retrieve my sword and wipe it off in the snow.

I turn around. I need to check Raru now.

Raru is laying on his back in the snow. He's bleeding heavily.

"Raru," I whisper.

Raru moans softly.

"Raru!" I whisper more urgently. I grab a handful of snow and clean off most of the blood.

He has many bites and scratches across his chest. My heart sinks. He'll never survive.

Why did I leave him alone? I should have let him come up with me. Why didn't I?

I notice his knife next to him. I clean it off, then kneel beside Raru. He's covered in blood again. I don't bother to clean it off.

"I'm sorry," I whisper. "You were too young to die,"

Raru's hand twitches slightly. He sets it on top of my good hand.

BOOM!

Seven years old. Only seven. What was the Capitol thinking?

I clear out so the hovercraft can take Raru's body.

I stare at my injured hand. That polar bear broke four of my fingers. My right hand is useless.

With my left hand, I tuck Raru's knife into my belt. One of the polar bears broke the other one.

I pick up my sword and walk toward the damaged treeline. I can't survive in the winter forest.

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That was a sad chapter wasn't it? Poor Raru :(. Well, he was going to die eventually, right?