~Spark-Former Capitol Citizen~

It's a maze. The arena is a maze.

When I first laid my eyes on the arena, my breath got caught in my throat. It was unlike any arena I had ever seen before. Imagine a maze that goes for miles, that seems endless. From the view the camera gives us there are very few rivers that go through the maze, Although some corridors are flooded completely.

This year instead of rising from the ground, the tributes have their feet strapped on their platforms and are being lowered into the arena. Each tribute has a different expression on his or her face. Anywhere from excitement to fear, from angst to sadness. What makes each of these tributes different is their skill. The fear they have about each other is noticeable. I have no clue who will win these games, but I know one thing for sure. This will be a bloodbath.

~Brent Rozeren-District Zero~

Really? A maze! Why? This is insane, how do they expect us tributes to find each other in this place? All I know is that I need a weapon, a sword. I glance to my left and see that Turquoise is only three people down from me. My view of the arena is gone, now that we have gone below the walls of the maze. I hear my plate lock into position and the restraints holding my feet unhook.

"Let the One Hundred and First Hunger Games begin!"

Sixty Seconds is all I have to decide where to go after I get my weapon and where to meet my allies. I look to my left and see an opening in the wall about teen feet wide. I look over to Turquoise who is staring at me. I jerk my head to the left and she nods in agreement. I turn back to the cornucopia and see Jack and Eleanore side by side on the opposite side, nodding their heads at me.

Gong

The gong rings and all hell breaks loose. All thirty of us fly off our plates in different directions. I run with all my might towards the cornucopia. I need a weapon.

The boy from six runs at me with an axe. He swings it at my head, so I makes me duck. I punch him in the stomach, causing him to drop his axe. I grab the axe from the ground and swing it at the boy. He jumps back from me but puts his left hand up to protect him. This bad movement causes him to lose most of the fingers on his hand. The boy screams and runs away from me. Too bad, guess I'll have to kill him later.

I hear a high whistle and feel something fly past my ear. I look to see the boy from eleven holding a bow and arrow. He strings it and points it at me. He let's go of the string and the arrow flies at me. I jump to my left and throw the axe I'm holding. I gasp when I feel something hit my upper left arm. I look at my bicep to see an arrow sticking out of it. I cringe and I rip it out. I look up to find that the boy is gone. Maybe even dead somewhere.

I finally grab the sword I set my eyes on.

"Hey!" I hear a female voice scream. I turn to see the older girl from the Capitol. "I wanted that sword!" I see she has a spear in her hand that is dripping with blood. Did she kill someone?

"So, I got here first. Finders keepers, losers weepers." I chuckle. I swing my sword at her and she jumps back. She thrusts her spear at my chest. I step to the side only to have her bring her spear up to my face, cutting my cheek a little. I smile at her. "Temper temper, that may get yourself killed with an attitude." She grimaces at me. I lightly swing my sword at her which causes her to flinch. Great, she's off guard now. I stab my sword into her belly which causes her to scream and drop her spear. I look her in the eyes to see tears streaming our of them.

"Heh, I actually thought...I thought I could...win." She whispers.

"I guess it's not your fault that you're dying but you have to die for my sister and I to wi-Ahhh!" I scream out loud when I feel a sharp pain in my abdomen. I back away from the girl to see her smirking as she pulls two small darts out of my stomach.

"They're poisoned, asshole!" She growls. I scream and swing my sword at her head, chopping off the upper half. She falls to the ground, not even realizing what happened to her.

I grip my sword and run towards the opening where I was supposed to meet my alliance. I run down the corridor to see Jack and Eleanore supporting Turquoise between them.

"What happened?" I yell. Jacks eyes widen at the level of my voice.

"Sahara stabbed her in the stomach with her spear. She bareley made it over here." Jack explains. I growl.

"Turquoise! Turquoise are you okay?" I say. Her eyes flutter a bit.

"Ahh, that stupid bitch Sahara got me." She whispers.

"She got me too." I say as I pull open my black jacket to reveal my bloodstained white shirt. "But I got her back."

"You killed her?" Eleanore says. I nod. "Good, she needed to be out of these games. She was annoying in the few seconds we were in an alliance with her." Turquoise gives me a little smile.

"Come on, let's go." Jack says as he picks up the bag he has and grips his knives. Eleanore throws a bag at me. I catch it and throw it on my back. Eleanore holds two tridents, one in her left the other in her right. One must be for my sister. Jack and I support Turquoise between us as we set off down the hallway. The pain in my stomach growing more and more with every step. The poison must be doing its work. I just hope I can stay alive long enough to get my little sister home.

~Igris Dragonbeam-District Eight~

"Lyra! Lyra are you okay?" I say with fear in my voice as I run towards my friend. Lyra is lying facedown on the dirt, a small puddle of blood near her head.

I roll her over onto her back to see blood caking her face. I gasp when I see a gash on her forehead. Her knife is bloodied as well, maybe she got him.

"Fel!" I scream when I see her run by me. She stops and moans when she sees Lyra.

"She's not dead. She can't be. Iris, is she alive?" She asks me.

"Yes she is. She's hurt, someone got her." I say. I turn to see a boy running away from our area, holding his side. "Watch her Fel." I pick up the cleaver I got at the Cornucopia and run after the boy.

"You!" I scream at him.

He turns to me with a sadistic grin on his face. It's the boy who got the three, Jason Mathews. "Got your friend didn't I? Ha! She deserves to die! You all do! Who's to say I get a bad score and you don't? I deserve to win!" He pulls out a medium sized dagger and lunges at me. His knife skims my left shoulder, drawing blood. I snarl and charge him. I swing my cleaver and it connects with his left hip.

"Ahh! God!" Jason screams. He kicks out with his left leg and hits me in the groin. I double over in pain. This gives him time to jump on me and wrap his hands around my throat.

"Hahaha! Now I've got you! A kid with a score of three! No skills! winning against a kid with a score of eight! And look he's bigger than me. Older, stronger, and I have the upper hand! How do you want to die Igris, lack of air? A knife to the eye? Your cleaver at your throat? How about I rip your insides out? Would that be nice?" He giggles. I pull my hands out from underneath his knees and bring them up to his face. My thumbs find his eyes and I press down with all my might.

"Ahhh!" He screams. I can feel the blood falling down his face. His hands let go of my throat and I gasp for air. I push him off me and grab my cleaver. Jason stands up from the ground screaming.

"I'm blind, you blinded me. Where are you! I'm going to kill you! You will pay for this! You will pa-" I silence him by throwing my cleaver at his back. He falls to the ground, grunts once and goes silent. I rip my cleaver out of his back and walk back to my friends.

"Igris, she's awake." Fel tells me when I get back. Lyra is sitting against the wall of the maze drinking a little bit of water she found in a bag.

"How are you feeling Lyra?" I ask.

"I'm okay, but that kid got me good. He snuck up on me." She explains. I nod and take a look at our weapons and supplies. One sword, a cleaver, an axe and two bags.

"We need to leave." Fel says. I shake my head.

"No, we're with the careers now. At least for the first eight days I made a deal with them." Lyra and Fel look at me in awe then nod. Good. They understand.

Capitol Questions of the Day

1: Will a maze force the tributes to play differently than if they were above ground in open space and forests?

2: Which fight did you like better? Brent and Sahara? Or Igris and Jason? Why?

3: What do you think caused Jason to go kind of crazy?

4: If you were a tribute what would you do? Go to the cornucopia and risk dying or go off into the maze where there could be little to no resources?