Apologies to some people if they didn't /don't get the alliance they asked for. Generally speaking its because they either guessed my tribute wrong, or - in the case of the careers - I had to make an executive decision based on the bios you all sent me. Anyways enjoy the second part of training day 1!

Ayame Wolfe POV

For a moment I'm a little shocked, looking first at the laughing form of Mairin, then to the stoic Fibbi. I can feel my anger boiling over again. I give Fibbi a thwack on the chest. "You! Why didn't you tell me you were a mute?" He just looks at me and raises an eyebrow in a sarcastic manner. I can't help but chuckle a little at my own joke –whether I meant it or not. "Alright it doesn't matter, as long as you look big and strong and you can listen to what I have to say I don't see anything wrong with having you here". Fibbi relaxes visibly; clearly he was worried that once we found out we'd kick him out for being weak.

Personally I have no problem with mute guys, as long as they can get the job done. "Alrighty, here's the plan". We all huddle in close so no-one else can hear our conversation. "We're all starting alone right? Well we need to get together somehow, and there's no way of knowing what kind of arena this will be. So here's what I was thinking up on the train ride here. If we all head to the most eastward part of the arena, then we should all meet up eventually, and then we'll all go from there. So for those of you who don't know their easts from their wests, just head towards the rising sun. That way you have a clear direction in the morning, and in the afternoon you don't have the sun in your eyes to blind you from potential threats."

Everyone seems to agree that this was a good plan. Of course it is. I came up with it. "For now, let's just all go our separate ways and try to focus on the survival stations. I'm sure that most of you haven't been trained that way, as careers we'd normally not have to worry about it because we take control of the cornucopia. But with no cornucopia there's no food or supplies, we need to figure food out for ourselves; in the wild."

Another round of nods lets me know that this is another good plan. Everyone departs and I'm left on my own. I've trained my whole life for this day, and in every way possible. I don't need these training stations and it'll be best to lay low for now; I'll have the others just assume I'm a weak little girl with more bark than bite.

It's fairly established that I'm the leader of this group by now. That's good. Because I'll be the one paying extra special attention to every single one of these guys; finding out their weaknesses and how to overcome their strengths so that when the time comes I can take them all out one by one. A small smile creeps across my lips. They'll all find out that my bite can be many times worse than my bark. The Wolfe always catches its prey; one way or another.

Calla Pyre POV

This station is beginning to grate on my nerves. Even though I'm quite deft with my fingers, I just cannot seem to master the art of slipping poison silently into someone else's drink. Every single time I try the instructor spots me, despite me copying his movements almost exactly. I try to calm myself by thinking that others will clearly not be as observant as this man who is fully trained in this art. It seems to work and my rage fizzles out. Thankfully, I noticed a punching bag over at the martial arts station, so I can let my anger out that way if it comes to it.

I spare a moment to glance around at the other tributes in the room. It would seem that my district partner Arden has already managed to get himself invited into the career pack. No doubt it is because of his mammoth stature. Arden didn't seem like the violent type to me, but I'm sure he feels there's more safety in numbers and so joined up with them instead of trying to go out on his own. It's a smart tactic, and one that I wish I had come up with. Being a musical virtuoso only counts for so much; it's not like I am incredibly intelligent, just infinitely talented.

Fed up with the poison station, I make my way over to another area in which I need to improve. The spear station. As I arrive, I see two other girls leaving. One looks older, with fiery red hair, while the other is younger, she looks around 12 but I know that she's 14 like me. I recognise Cailey Birch from her Reaping tape because she looked so small and helpless, that I swore I would do anything to protect her, even if I wasn't her ally. Something about small children seems to bring out an incredible maternal instinct within me that I have no sense of control over. I have no reason to doubt that if it came to me and Cailey in the arena, I would sacrifice myself so that she could live without even a second thought.

I sigh as I watch the two walking away together. Already people are forming ties of friendship and alliances. I just hope that when the time comes, I'm not alone without anyone else to back me up...

Tristan Willows POV

Damn it. When Ayame called me over to join the tributes I was over the moon. It would just get me even closer to the District 2 boy – Mason. Imagine my surprise when I found out that he decided to split from the careers! At least I am close to Ayame, she's district 2 enough for me so if I don't find Mason in the arena I can always kill her in her sleep then run off to find him on my own. I will have my vengeance one way or the other.

When we all split up I ran straight towards the knife station. I'd show everyone that I'm no weakling. Two girls are in my way as I approach the station, one jumping with joy that she'd hit the target. What a disgrace, she didn't get anywhere near the bullseye. I shove them both aside with my shoulder, and with a smooth motion born form years of practice, I pick up the weapon and fling it at the target. My blade does hit the bullseye and I smile when I see the shock on the faces of the runts.

"Hey you big Meany!" the smaller one calls out. "There's no reason to act like that, why don't you go and pick on someone your own size!"

I walk right up to her, so that her face is centimetres away from my chest. I know that I'm that much bigger than her, and I can see her confidence fading fast. "Because it's so much more fun to pick on little kids like you" I say as I shove her back into the other girl. I pick up another few knives and throw them at the target, each one connecting and all within a hand's span of the first blade still embedded in the target.

I scoff and walk past the two girls again, and smile at the look of fear on their faces. That's the reaction I was hoping for. If people fear me then in the arena they're less likely to try and take me on. I'm sure I'll be able to hold my own, but I want to be in peak physical condition when I find Mason.

I head towards the survival station now. Even though I hate her, Ayame gives good advice. And if I plan on leaving the pack at all during the Games I'm going to need to learn how to fend for myself.

Nathaniel Grey POV

There is practically no way not to be noticed with 23 other kids wandering around the room. The training room is pretty large, but not so large that there's anywhere to hide. I have to remind myself that I can't trust anyone here. In the end it'll be me against them, and I cannot afford to lose. I make my way over to one of the least occupied stations, the traps station.

Growing up in District 11 might have given me the knowledge of how to identify edible plants, but I need to find some way to get meat, and I'm terrible at hunting. There are very few weapons available in district 11, so I never learned how to use typical hunting weapons like the bow and arrow. Hopefully learning how to make traps and snares will be easier than trying to learn a whole new weapon; plus it could come in handy against some of the other tributes.

Working on my own, I can concentrate more on the task at hand and I pick the skill up very quickly. While I sit back and take a break I also take the time to observe some of the other tributes. I notice the guy from District 2 and girl from District 1 talking amongst themselves. I'm surprised. I wonder why neither of them are joining up as part of the career pack. I'm also surprised to see a few alliances springing up, there's those two, obviously the careers, plus the two younger girls over by the knife station.

I watch as the two are pushed out of the way by the big guy from District 5. I think his name is Tristan. He seems like a pretty tough nut to crack. I watch as his first knife bites deep into the wood of the target, emitting a loud sound in the process. From the corner of my eye I see a movement. The girl from District 3 – Tayla – she jumped at the loud sound. Now that I'm watching I can see her flinch and shake every time another one of Tristan's knives hits home. I file that little piece of information away in my head. Guess Tayla isn't a particular fan of loud noises.

Having taken a long enough break I look around for another deserted station that I can make use of. I figure I've got food covered for now, it's time to get some survival training. I'm tossing up between the knot-tying station and the camouflage station before my decision is made for me when the girl from District 5 makes her way to the knot-tying station. Guess its camouflage for me, which I think is a good thing. At least I know I'll be hard to spot when I'm sneaking up on people.

Tayla Candrum POV

I honestly don't know what to think. One second I was just minding my own business about to head to the engineering station when I feel a strong hand grab me by my shirt's collar and drag me over towards the careers. I thought the girl was trying to kill me! All of a sudden they're standing there talking about me like I'm not even here. Even though I grew up in the Capitol and am used to this kind of behaviour it's still really annoying. Still, I don't see any reason why I should interrupt. An alliance with the careers could see me go pretty far in these games. To be honest I feel like the weakest link. Everyone around here looks like they could beat me up no problem, but Mairin's right, I am smart, and I can definitely be of use to them.

After Ayame outlines her plan we all separate and go to different stations. I honestly don't know where to start. I realise that Ayame hasn't moved from her position, she's just glancing around the room. No doubt she's eyeing everyone off, trying to figure out our weaknesses.

I take a page from her book and stand off to the side trying to observe all of the other tributes. I don't think I'll pull off the tough look so I go for the meek appearance. Hopefully people will see me and not think I'm much of a threat. Either they won't worry about coming after me in the arena, or I'll surprise them with how resourceful I can be.

A sudden noise seems to explode in the room. My whole body tenses up at the sound. Ever since I was young I've had an irrational fear of loud noises, and silence as well. I just freak out; I can't handle it. I'm barely able to keep it together as thud after thud seems to resonate in my skull until finally the noises stop. Gasping, I look up to see Tristan walking away from the knife station, several of the projectiles rooted in the wood of the target. I try to catch my breath but it just comes back shallow. I'm really going to have to find a better way of dealing with this because I can't just get frightened by every single loud noise in the arena. I'll be a sitting duck for sure.

On the plus side I'm allied with Tristan as part of the career pack, and his throwing skills are impressive. But there's something about him that tells me to keep him at arm's length and not to let him get close. There's a slight ferocity about him and until I know at what it's directed I think it's best to steer clear of the guy.

I spend the rest of the training session just observing and taking notes in my head, just like I think Ayame's doing. These Hunger games will prove to be pretty tough, but as long as I play it smart I know that I have a chance.

If you're wondering at all how i decide what order i'm writing the training POV's in; I've actually written a list of the tributes and roll a dice to see who goes next :P. No major spoilers but i'm letting you know that luck (and particularly the roll of a dice) will have a big part to play for the tributes in the arena.

Also, just a couple quick question for all of you: Would you like it if i went through every single tribute's training POV? or did just a few more? And secondly, would you like to see more or less POV's per chapter?

Oh and as always please review :)

Thanks for sticking with me so far!