A/N-Retrak-Ughh so I'm depressed. AHAHAHHA No laughing matter. I may also have a split personality or maybe I'm just Bipolar (No I am not Charlie Sheen). So the chapters after this will be depressing. WHY? Cuz, I dunno, I feel like it ahahahahha well okay now read my little DUCKIES!

~Talise Gold-District One~

"Hi-ya!" I scream as I swing my sword at the boy from Twelve. He blocks my blow with the hammer in his hands. I swing my sword a second time at the boy. He grunts when he blocks my blow for a second time. "Leave now! I will let you live if you do, I'm looking for the boy from Five! Where is he?" I say to the boy. I lower my sword to my side and stare. "Where is he?"

"The other side of the cornucopia, trying to get away from the fight." He tells me. "He is trying to make his way to the eastern exit. Go now or you won't find him."

"Thank you. Now run before someone else finds you." I say. He nods and takes off running. I hold my sword in both hands and run towards the eastern exit as fast as I can. Along the way I hurdle over the corpse once known as Sahara, that's when I hear the laughing. I look into the cornucopia to see Trent sitting with his brother.

"Ha ha ha! Lane, do you remember when great grandmother would tell us stories like that to us and how we would laugh! Too bad you're dead now Lane, I just hope you understand why I had to kill you." Trent chuckles. "Of course Lane! I wouldn't even fake it." I shake my head in disgust. He'a gone insane. He killed his brother.

I continue to make my way to the eastern exit and find the boy I am hunting, sitting on a metal plate, weeping. I spit on the ground in spite before walking to the boy and kicking him in the back. He falls forwards onto the ground and moans.

"Get up!" I scream. He stands up and wipes his face. I thrust a sword into his hands. "Fight me! I won't kill a kid who doesn't have a weapon." He yells and runs at me. I trip him and slash my sword across his back. "Get up! Fight better!" He stands up and growls. He swings his sword and I bring mine up to block his. I plant my foot in his gut and he falls. I then thrust my sword into his stomach and he screams.

"Wh..why?" He cries. "Why m..m..me?" I grimace.

"It was just unlucky for it to be your time in these games. Anyone from District Five this year will be killed by me. Like your district partner, she will die by my hand." I pull my sword out of his belly and slice it at his head. It flies to the left and hits the ground. "That's for Anila."

I turn back to see the battle forming behind me. This place is madness, it's evil. This place will be my tomb if I don't succeed and win. If I win I will be famous and rich, but if I die I'll be with my little sister. I don't know which is better, but in the end it won't be me who makes the decision. It will be my fellow competitors.

~Geofri Loid-District Twelve~

She let me go. She let me live. That Career. That girl. I don't even know her name and she let me live. I know how easily she could have killed me. With that eleven of hers she could kill anyone.

"Crissi!" I hiss as I run around the cornucopia. I find her standing with the girl from Eleven and they seem to be bickering over something. "Crissi come on! We gotta go! If
you're gonna kill her get it over with!" I yell.

"I'm not gonna kill her!" Crissi says.

"Then what are you doing!" I yell back.

"She took the bag I was going to get." Crissi complains. I sigh and turn around. How can Crissi be so stupid? This is the freaking Hunger Games, she can't complain about a girl taking a bag.

I'm so angry with her! I spin myself around as fast as I can and punch the girl Crissi was fighting with in the jaw. The girl falls over and hits her head on the ground, I notice she dropped the bag in the process. I pick it up and push it into her hands. She is shocked at what I've just done and so am I, but I believe I will do much worse things in the future.

I grab Crissi by the arm and drag her off towards the northern exit. We need to get out of this bloodbath or one of us may be the next body on the ground.

~Zanther Raye~

Where is it?

Where is the weapon?

The sickle. It has to be here somewhere. I dig under a box with Kyla watching my back.

"Did you find what you're looking for Zanther?" She asks me.

"Not yet, but it has to be here somewhere." I say. I rip open a bag beside me and dump out the contents. "Aha!" I yell when I find it inside a pack of dried meat. Whose stupid idea was it to put a sickle in a pack of dried meat?

"Zanther, duck!" I hear Kyla scream. I lower my head just in time to feel an arrow fly over my head. I look up to see the boy from District Eleven holding a bow and arrow. I also notice the belt of daggers on his waist.

I stand up and turn around, holding my sickle and bag of meat.

"What was that for?" I ask politely. Maybe I can just get him to leave, if I'm nice enough.

"You got a 12, right?" He asks. Maybe he wants to make an alliance? No, he wouldn't have shot at me if he did. Unless he decided since he missed, he can try to make a teammate instead of a kill?

"Yeah, I did. Why?" I notice a quick grimace before he speaks, and I know what he's going to do.

"It's nothing personal, but I have to kill the best players. Good bye." As he says the last two words, he raises his bow for another shot, but I was prepared. I dive out of the way after he fires, and throw the bag of meat at him. It hits hard, and he stumbles backward, giving Kyla enough time to get behind cover and scramble to find a weapon.

The boy throws the meat away, and prepares for another shot. I won't be able to dodge again, he won't be fooled twice.

"So Zanther, what did you bribe the judges with? I can't tell why they would have given you that score otherwise." He chuckles. With a quick snap of my wrist, my sickle enters his eye, spins, and comes out his mouth. He drops to the ground, and the loaded arrow shoots harmlessly into the cornucopia.

"That's why." I say, as I rip my sickle straight out, leaving the corpse's face with a fissure going from his now empty eye socket to his mouth.

"I'll take the bow and arrows, you take the knife belt. Also, let's bring the meat. It'll be our good luck charm." Kyla jokes, as she emerges from behind the cornucopia.

"And hurry up, we have to find our alliance."

~Robbie LeBlanc-Head Gamemaker~

Most of the tributes have left the cornucopia. District One, Two, Nine, Eight, The remaining two from the capitol and the girl from District Seven.

Districts Three and Six have taken off down the eastern corridor where they will find that things won't be as easy as they expected. Districts Zero and Four have gone down the southern corridor towards one of the biggest mutts in the history of the games, they are also unaware of the young District Eleven girl hot on their trail. The girl from Five and the pair from District Ten are on their way down the south corridor towards the area flooded by water.

"Robbie. Are you okay?" I turn to see Ice walking into the room holding a glass of wine.

"Ha, why wouldn't I be fine? I get to design the arena that kills kids. I'm bursting with joy!" I mutter sarcastically. She frowns at me and sits down next to me.

"Don't be sarcastic Robbie. I'm seriously worried about you." She whispers. I look her in the eyes and sigh.

"Ice, I don't know what to do. I love the games as much as anybody else in the Capitol but there's guilt in what I'm doing. I feel sick, I don't know how I'll live like this. No one gets me. No one likes me! Blossom was only with me for my fame. She didn-"

"What do you mean Blossom was?" Ice interrupts.

"Heh, guess I forgot to tell you that I broke up with her last night. She's furious. I don't care though, I like someone else now. She has long blonde hair, striking blue eyes." Ice smiles and moves so her lips so they are just a couple inches away from mine. I smile and my lips meet hers. As of now, she's mine.

Death Toll

Canon One: Sahara Quill-Capitol

Canon Two: Jason Matthews-District Seven

Canon Three: Lane Hallows-Capitol

Canon Four: Eli Zuman-District Five

Canon Five: Jayden Crush-District Eleven

Capitol Questions of the Day!

1: Do you think Robbie's guilt will lead him to be easier on the Tributes in the games this year and not activate as many traps?

2: Do you think Geofri overreacted by punching Briona, the girl from Eleven in the face or underracted?

3: Do you think Talise should be seeking out revenge on the Tributes from District Five because their mentor killed her little sister or is it stupid?

4: Did you think Zanther will turn out like his brother or do you think there is good inside him?

A/N - Omicron - Hey guys! Retrak and I have been talking, and we decided that we'll let you guys get to know us behind the scenes, so with Retrak you have the twitter account Retrak_Omicron, and if you want to contact me you can just send an email to !

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