Ok I know I said that District 3 would be my last post for the day, but i promised one of you that if i finished D6's Reaping by tonight then i would update with D4's Reapings. So here it is!

Jasper Eaves POV

Deep sea scavenging has never been an exact science. It's a balance of risk vs. reward, and I've always been great at weighing the odds. Even though most of District 4's economy centres around fishing, surprisingly quite a bit of money can be made through scavenging. I mean we're not just looking through old fishing boats or anything. We're the Ace crew, the guys who go searching through the old war vessels for parts and other valuables. At 15 I'm the youngest on our team of 6, but I hold my own with the big boys.

I was really lucky to get this gig. The guy who oversees all our operations is my best friend Avis' dad. I've been staying with her family for most of my life, but I officially moved in with them last year. I just couldn't stand my parents, always wanting me to train for the games and join the family business. Why couldn't I just do what I wanted to do? Then one day I couldn't take it anymore and I just left. Avis convinced her parents to let me stay with them. I've known them since I was little so it wasn't like I was a stranger. But I was only allowed to stay if I worked for my keep. So here I am.

I think I spot some movement in wreckage we're scouting but I can't be sure. I flick my shaggy black hair out of my face so I can see through the goggles more clearly. There it is again! I signal to another of our crew that there's something in the wreck. He signals back and moves in while I cover him from behind. My hand tightens on my harpoon gun; I have a bad feeling about this.

My partner peeks a head into the wreckage, looking left and right. He turns around and signals that all is clear when suddenly a giant figure knocks him out of the way. Now in the light of day I can see that it's a shark, and a big one at that. The other guys are too far away to be of any help, I'm on my own here against a massive beast. I bring the harpoon gun up to my shoulder and fire, but he's too far away and the weapon misses him by a mile. I swear as I try to reel the harpoon back in, but by now the shark has made a full circle and is coming back for me. Both hands now I'm using to pull the projectile back. The shark is just getting closer and closer, and I manage to grab the shaft of the harpoon, fumbling to reload the gun. Its jaws open just as I secure the weapon. I aim right into his mouth and I pull the trigger.

The harpoon goes right through sinew and bone and pierces the beast's brain, killing it instantly but it's momentum carries it forward. For a moment my body is curled up inside the open mouth of the now dead shark. I take a second to calm my frantic heartbeat and try to take steady, even breaths. It's very easy to hyperventilate with scuba gear on. As I climb out of the jaws my teammates crowd around to see if I'm ok. I give them the thumbs up and I can see them all smile beneath their masks. Shark meat is pretty valuable, and is considered a delicacy. We all get to share the profits from this baby, which means we'll be eating like kings for the next week or so.

Our team leader signals all of us to grab a part of it and return to the surface. Our work is done for today. I'm actually glad we didn't have to spend too much time in the water, as much as I love it. But today is Reaping day and I can't afford to miss another one. I worked through last year's Reapings and got whipped pretty badly by the Peacekeepers. I learned my lesson.

Once we return to the surface and I've changed back into normal clothes I head back to Avis' for some breakfast and to let her dad know the good news. I get there just as the family is sitting down to eat. "Morning all" I call out.

Avis smiles at me with a mouthful of food and I laugh. Her dad looks at me sternly "You finished up early today".

I nod "Yeah we caught a big shark today. The other's are back at the shed taking measurements and weighing it. No doubt Ricky will call you when they've finished. But they let me go early because they knew I had to be up here for the Reapings."

He opens his eyes wide. A big shark could mean a lot for his family. I'm glad I've managed to do something right.

We eat silently, but every once in a while I flash my emerald eyes over at the clock, making sure we're not too late. After we finish the food I thank Avis' mum for the meal and the two of us head out to the Reapings.

I see people looking at the two of us and shake my head. It's s weird, but everyone seems to think that Avis and I are a couple. I mean sure we have all the same interests and have really similar personalities but I don't think of her in that way. She's like my sister! So what if we hang out all the time? Guys and girls can be friends without all that mushy romantic stuff. I stick my tongue out at the people looking and Avis laughs.

Before we enter the main Reaping area i turn to Avis. "Hey meet me at the shed after the Reapings, yeah?" I ask her. "You have to see the shark I took out, it was huge!" I shout, opening my arms as wide as I can as if to demonstrate the size of it.

"Sure thing, see you on the other side" she says and smiles.

I take my position in the crowd as she walks off to take hers and await the calling of the tributes.

"And now, the male tribute from District 4... Jasper Eaves!"

I'm literally rooted in place. Someone pushes me forward and my legs start moving of their own accord. OH GOD! This isn't the way it was meant to happen. I wasn't meant to be Reaped. My last thought before I step up on the podium, is that I really wish I had let my parents train me for this.

Mairin Cliona POV

I love the ocean. Something about the ebb and flow of the tide just relaxes me like nothing else can. Today I have every reason to be tense. My dad Kiefer is forcing me to volunteer, and I'm honestly afraid what might happen if I don't. He's a Victor, and he's wanted me to follow in his footsteps so I've been training for most of my life.

He wasn't always this controlling and quick to anger though. After my mother Moana died he just lost all of his kindness. When before he would sit me aside and tell me what I did wrong in training, now he just yells, and sometimes he hits me. I know it's because he wants me to be strong like him, but sometimes it's just too much and I can't take it. That's why I'm here at the beach now. We had a particularly hard training session this morning and I was feeling the pressure. So it wasn't my fault that I missed the target with the bow and arrow. Of course my dad took it personally, started yelling and screaming, threatened to smack me over the head with the bow. I was so tempted to say doing that would just mean I wouldn't be able to volunteer this year, and since I'm 18, ever again. I resisted though, because I knew it would make him angrier. I ran instead.

Normally I would have run straight into the arms of Nolan, my boyfriend. He helped me so much through my mother's death. I felt like he was the only person who could cheer me up and make me feel better. But then he told me he was leaving me for someone else. It shattered me and my spirit. In the space of 2 months I was all alone. My father had become distant and abusive, and I no longer had Nolan to lean on. That's when I shut myself down. I couldn't let myself 'feel' anymore. Feelings just left me open to too much pain and suffering. The only time I can ever even remotely feel like my old self again is when I'm swimming in the sea. The weightless feeling and my long bluish-black hair cascading around me just calms me down and grounds me. I can't help but smile.

I wish I could stay longer in the big blue sea, but I can't. I can't stand to disappoint my father. Even though he is the way he is, he's my family and I have always been loyal to my friends and family. I make my way out of the ocean and as soon as I feel the sand beneath my toes I can feel my cold self taking over again. I don't need to go home, there's nothing there that I need. In his own weird way my father has already said goodbye and good luck. He's been training me for this moment and I cannot disappoint him.

I meet up with some friends on the way to the Reapings. One of them looks at me curiously "did you just come out of the water or something?" she asks gesturing to my wet clothes.

I give her one of my 'looks' and reply "No of course not Jenny, I tripped and fell into a puddle, on a day where the sun is shining and there's not a rain cloud in sight".

She huffs at my sarcasm, but Jenny is never one to stop talking. Once she's started a conversation it doesn't end until she says so. "I Hear you're volunteering this year too?" she asks quizzically.

"You knew this already Jen" I sigh.

"True, but I was just thinking that it's good. It means that if I get Reaped I won't have to worry because you'll just volunteer and I'll be fine" she smiles.

I give her a sarcastic smile back. "Well maybe if you do get reaped this year then I won't volunteer, it's really no big deal." It is a big deal actually. But she doesn't need to know that. I feel my spirits lift as all the color drains from her face as she thinks about being Reaped. I fight hard not to laugh at her; my other friends are giving me their 'that's enough' looks.

The rest of the way we walk in silence, which is kind of a relief. I prefer to be alone, and at least this way I can pretend to be while still not looking like a loner. We all make our way to the 18 year old area and wait for the Reapings to start. Before long our District's escort is parading around the stage swishing backwards and forwards and trying to be as entertaining as possible. Clearly she'd rather be an escort for district 1 or 2 the way she's carrying on. But our Reapings are just a tad more serious.

The male tribute is called and it's some scrawny kid I've never really seen before. He looks pretty freaked out though. Poor guy. Seconds after he takes his position the female is called up. "Ginger Jacobs!"

Damn, I'd really hoped it would have been Jenny that was Reaped. I actually did want to mess with her and wait for the last possible moment to volunteer. Oh well. "I volunteer!" I shout from the audience.

It's time to prove to my dad that I'm not as useless and pathetic as he thinks I am.

District 5 and 6's reapings are complete but i will be posting them in about 9 hours when I wake up

Please review as well if you can, i'd like to get some feedback on how other people see the tributes, not just how their 'creators' see them.

Thank all of you awesome people for contributing to this story! It honestly would not have happened without your help :)