Today, our tributes are visited in the arena by old pals, rivals, and avenging victims! After today, we will have our final 8! If your tribute is in the final 8, please PM their friends and family to me, so Sisco can interview them!

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woah, so much action! i wonder if the careers r gonna turn on each other n i hope amaryllis isnt gonna die! update soon!

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Day Thirteen: Visitors

Alicia Evans' POV- D1

Even though I took watch when we got back to camp last night, I figure it didn't matter who stayed up. Jess didn't sleep at all last night. She was moaning and threw up everything I made her eat. Now she's spitting out blood. Her shirt is bloodsoaked to the point of no return. I made her take it off and now she lays in just her undershirt and ripped pants.

The gifts arrive with no warning. In one parachute is a bunch of bandages that I use to wrap up her wound first, then my shoulder. At least now her bloodflow has been slowed. My shoulder is almost one big scab now, bu I cover it to avoid scratching. It's itching so bad.

The other gift is a bottle of stomach pills. I try to get Jess to take them, but when she opens her mouth, all that comes out is blood. I decide to sneak them in and grind them up. Then I sprinkle the powder into a bottle of water and tell her to drink it. She does, and her bandage stops getting red. I take it off and find the blood has stopped coming out. I re-apply a few layers of bandages to her wound. Jess is feeling better, now. She sits up, but cries out in agony when I ask her to stand. Her bandage is soon stained with blood.

I take off her bandages again to see what's caused this sudden bleeding. It turns out when she stood up, she widened the wound. I let out a deep breath, struggling to keep my breakfast down as pus begins to spill out. I catch a glimpse of the now revealed organs of have to look away. Jess touches my leg in a gesture to come back. I look at her face, willing myself to focus on her face and not look at her stomach.

"I'm sorry, Jess. I don't know what to do. I don't think I can save you." She shakes her head.

"It's okay, Alicia. You've done all you can. But if I don't make it, I want you to do a couple things for me."

"What?" I lean in and put my ear to her mouth as she whispers.

"First of all, I want you to win." I nod silently. I'm pretty sure I can do it, but I don't want to promise, in case I can't keep it.

"What else?" I ask.

"I want you to personally kill Amaryllis Field." I smile down at her. That I know I can do.

"Definitely," I say. She closes her eyes, but the cannon doesn't sound. Her chest still rises and falls with air. I take out two more pills and she swallows obediently, but they don't seem to do much. I figure she's lost too much blood and won't last the day.

Pearce Shaw's POV- D9

I eat grapes and a mango for lunch. I'm walking back to the tree where I slept last night when I see him. Under the tree. Leaning against the trunk. Slightly disheveled hair, ripped red t-shirt, black pants, dressed just like me. He looks just the way he did the last time I saw him.

Ryker Hawk.

My old ally and District partner. I can't believe my eyes. My mouth drops slightly open and the grapes in my hand fall to the ground. He stands up straight and walks over to my paralized body.

"Hey there, Pearce," he says as casually as if we saw each other in the halls at school.

"R- R- R- Ryker?" I stutter helplessly.

"Yeah. What's wrong? You look like you've seen a ghost!"

I think I'm looking at one.

"What happened?" I ask him.

"What do you mean? Ohhhh... the death. Yeah, you probably want to know about that, huh?" I nod. He smiles and slaps my back.

"Sorry, P. I'm not allowed to tell you." P? "But it was nice seeing you!" He begins to walk away.

"Wait! Wh- where are you going?"

"To hunt down the guy that killed me, of course! Do you really think I'd pass up the opportunity to avenge my death? I'm back in the arena, man! I'm gonna get him back!" I my mouth drops all the way open as he jogs away into the foliage.

Genevive Hawkins' POV- D3

I get a gift of bandages that I assume are for Amaryllis, but they landed on my lap. I use them to wrap her leg. Another gift arrives a couple minutes later. It's a fancy medicine from the Capitol! The label says, "Fetus Savers". Funny name I think. I wonder what a fetus is? Maybe Amaryllis knows.

When she wakes up from a nap, I ask her.

"Amaryllis, what's a fetus?"

"It's an unborn baby mammal. Like my girls. They're fetuses. Why?"

"These pills arrived while you were asleep. They're called 'Fetus Savers'."

Amaryllis gasps. "Oh my gosh! Genevive! Those pills can save my girls!"

"They can? Oh!" My spirits are lifted. This medicine can save the girls! Hooray!

She takes the bottle out of my hand and studies the label.

"It says I have to take two pills to save one baby, but not to take more than two per hour. I haven't felt either of them move in 20 hours! What if one of them can't wait an hour? What if only one of them can be saved?" The fear in her voice scares me. I want to save both of the girls, but it might be dangerous to take four at a time. My thoughts are interupted by a noise at the mouth of the cave.

We both look at the silhouettes of two familiar girls. The step into the cave, and I gasp when I see Lavender and Lani, unscratched, looking just the way they did the mornings they died. I want to touch them, to confirm that they're there, but I'm afraid that they're just holograms. That they're not really there. That they're some sick trick of the Gamemakers. But, no. They touch us, hug us, and I know that they must be a mutt or a robot or something. But they have the real tributes' memories.

"Genevive, Amaryllis! Oh my gosh! Are you okay?" Lani rushes forward and kneels next to Amaryllis. Lavender comes over to me and we talk. I apologize for her death, and she says it's okay. That if I had tried to save her I would have died too.

"Lani! hat happened to you? How did you die? Who killed you?" I ask her.

"Sorry, Gen, but I can't tell you." Gen? "All I can say is, I saved Amaryllis' life, or at least post-poned her death."

"Th- thank you," Amaryllis stutters.

Lani shrugs. "You're welcome. But it was nothing. It's not like I had any chance of winning anyway."

"Don't talk like that!" I say. "You could've won. Everyone has the same chance in the Games." She looks at me. I know what I said wasn't true, but I feel as if I have to encourage her.

"Well, whatever you did, it was noble, and it's the reason Amaryllis is alive right now," Lavender says. Then she and Lani begin to leave.

"Wait! Where are you two going?" Amaryllis asks.

Lani answers. "We have to go. The people who killed us are dead, now. We have no one to get in revenge."

"Oh," I say and watch them walk away until they've disappeared in the light rain that has begun to fall.

Amaryllis takes two pills. About five minutes later her face lights up.

"Genevive! Genevive! I feel one! One of them is moving again! It worked! Oh, please hang in there, other baby. I'll help you in an hour. Please hang in there. Please."

Ollie Prevo's POV- D5

The boy from ten, Blane, is running straight at me with a sword. I can barely see him through the sheet of rain that's falling on me. But I can see one thing. He has a chilling smile on his face.

Yesterday I found a bow and arrows lying around in the woods. At first I thought it was a trap, but no one jumped out to get me. I took it and ran.

Now I shoot an arrow at his heart, but it bounces off his body pathetically. Then I see his armor. So I re-aim at his head. I let it go just as his sword severs my heart.

Beau Atkinson's POV- D3

BOOM! BOOM! Two cannons. One right after another. I wonder if they were in a battle, or two completely seperate situations.

I begin to settle in for the night when the gift arrives. Full-body armor. Wow. I might win with this. But there's no head covering. I could still be killed.

I put it on. It's almost sunset. I'm hidden in a tree in the jungle. It has thick branches and dark leaves. It works as camouflage better at night.

Alicia Evans' POV- D1

Jess is barely breathing. But she's alive. Maybe she's not going to-

"Ahhhhhh..." she moans, interupting my thoughts. It's the first sound she's made since this morning. I lean over her, and she looks up at me, tears in her eyes.

"You... have... to kill... her," she gasps, and with those final words, she takes her last breath as the sky lights up.

Kaeit Grey's POV- D10

BOOM! A third cannon. I see Jess Malice's face up first, then Ollie Prevo's, and then Blane's, my last living District partner.

A gift arrives. I unwrap it and find a large loaf of bread. I eat about 1/4 of it. Then I count the remaining tributes on my fingers.

Alicia, the last Career, from One. Beau and Genevive, from Three. Nan, from Five. Doon, from Eight. Pearce, from Nine. Me, from Ten. And Amaryllis, from Eleven. Eight of us remaining. Eight! I made it to the final Eight! Woah! I never thought I'd make it this far. My family will be interviewed now. As will the others. I wonder who the favorites are among the Capitol audience. Genevive, Beau, and Nan are all 13. They're the youngest ones. They must be favorites. And Amaryllis, too. The Capitol eats sob stories and pregnancies up. We remaining four probably won't be remembered after we die. I won't let this happen. I'm going to do everything I can to win. I will not be forgotten.

Points:

I'mALittleCinna:
Beau Atkinson- 355

neb88:
Doon Wainright- 95

Turq8:
Nan Weatherall- 110

Skywriter5:
Alicia Evans- 115

kitresskat:
Kaeit Grey- 135

Rachina:
Amaryllis Field- 20

primrose98:
Genevive Hawkins- 105

LawAndOrderSVUAlways:
Pearce Shaw- 175