A/N New Chapter YAY! Hope you all like it! This is Edited once again by CupOfTeaLeaves!

~Kyla Sprit-District Nine~

It's like we're animals. We are locked in pens waiting for our turn to die. I won't lie, I was super scared. I have a feeling this feast will wipe out more than half of us. The crowd around us cheers for our deaths. Most of us cower in fear at the roaring noise, while others swing their weapons egging on the audience.

In the middle of the dome a fountain rises from the ground. As I look closely at the object I can see something spurting from it. I gasp and lean against the wall behind me covering my mouth.

"That's not water." I whisper to myself. I stare at the blood coating the floor of the dome. I guess it makes sense though; this is a blood feast after all. I grip my bow in my hands waiting for the gate to rattle open. I'll either die or survive another day. I notch an arrow in my bow the second I see the gate move. No one leaves their pens; everyone waits for one another to move. Across from me I can see Turquoise Rozeren contemplating on moving, I can help her with that. As I raise my bow the audience goes silent, no doubt about it that all the cameras are trained on me. That's when I let the arrow go. Turquoise leaps out of the way at the last second driving the audience mad. Then all hell breaks loose.

Almost every tribute runs out of their pens to fight each other. How did I not figure this out? I should have known everyone would fight. The faster the tributes die the faster the victors are crowned.

I draw another arrow and point it at my first target, Turquoise. I want her out of these games, she hurt Seathe, and she needs to die. I let go of the string holding my arrow back and let it fly. Everything feels as if I am moving in slow motion. I watch my arrow barely miss the neck of the boy from District Twelve before it slams into the right shoulder of my target.

I raise my bow to shoot another arrow when I'm knocked to the ground. I hit the blood covered ground face first. This is disgusting. As I roll over to face my opponent I draw a knife and point it at them. To my relief I see Ronan standing above me with his hand out stretched.

"Sorry about that, I'm a bit clumsy." Ronan laughs. I smile and grab his hand. As he pulls me up I see a flash of silver in his left hand, soon after I feel a sharp pain in my stomach. "Don't ever let your guard down Kyla, it will only get you killed." He says as he slits my throat causing my death.

~Zanther Raye-District Nine~

Boom

The sound of a cannon drives the audience mad. I look up into the stands to see a huge TV replaying the latest death. Kyla appears on screen lying on the blood-covered ground smiling up at Ronan. He helps her off the ground only to stab her in the stomach. He then proceeds to slit her throat ending her life.

I watch myself pull my sickle out of my belt loop and tighten my grip around its hilt. I've had to adjust to my current condition over the past few days. Since I cant feel I have to make sure I'm actually doing the things I want to do. I set off running towards Kyla was killed as a place to start looking for Ronan. I look at Kyla and close my eyes paying my silent respects to her.

Ronan stands across the field from me grinning at the audience around him. He thinks this is his show, but soon it'll be mine.

"Ronan!" I hear myself scream as I sprint towards him across the field of blood. He turns around only to have my fist slam into his face. He gasps and draws his sword. "Saw what I did to your District Partner didn't 'ya?" He spits blood at my face and the audience around and starts screaming our names. "Looks like they want a fight? Guess we should give them what they want." I drop to the ground just as Ronan swipes his sword at my neck. The blood that coats the field splatters my face as my knees hit the ground. I look up at Ronan only to see his boot hit me in chin knocking me backwards. My vision goes fuzzy as my brain rattles about my skull. I close my eyes pleading with my body to let my vision return too normal soon. I open my eyes to see Ronan pointing the tip of his sword at my chest. His face is so demonic at this very moment the smile on his face burns into my mind, it will stay with me forever. I close my eyes waiting for death to come; a few seconds go by and still no death. I hear a long painful grunt. I look up to see a sword sticking through the chest of Ronan.

Boom

Ronans cannon sounds as his killer lets him slide off her sword. I recognize the girl from District Three, the one I couldn't find after the explosion. Her eyes meet mine for a second saying a silent 'You're welcome' before she runs off to find someone else to fight.

I crawl over to where Ronan lays dead on the ground to unhook his sheathe from his belt and grab the sword that rests in his limp hand. I take his sword and swing it in a gigantic arc. These are my games, and I will win.

~Ice Hero-Gamemaker~

"Stop the blood fountain!" I yell into my microphone. I watch my screen closely; more blood starts to pump out of the fountain. I grab the microphone again and yell, "Stop the god damn blood fountain!" the fountain finally stops. "Thank you!"

I lean back in my chair and sigh. These dimwits don't understand the pressure I'm under. I need to make a good impression on Robbie. I want him to like me, no; I need him to like me. He has taken a liking to me. He stares at me whenever the gamemakers have a meeting, he always asks me for advice, and we flirt constantly. I flip open my laptop to take some notes about the games.

Knock knock knock

I look up from my computer to see Robbie standing at my door holding two glasses of wine. My blood starts to pump hard through my veins just at the sight of him.

"Do you have a minute Ice?" he asks me in a very soft voice.

"Su..sure Robbie." I stammer. He smiles at me and enters the room. He puts a glass of wine in front of me and takes a sip of his own. We sit quietly for a few minutes before Robbie speaks.

"Each of us can't deny the connection we have." He smiles at me. "I think you like me Ice, and even if you don't I like you. I'd be very pleased to have you over for dinner one night. Only if you liked to of course." It takes me a minute to work a smile onto my shocked lips.

"I would love to Robbie." I beam at him. He smiles perfectly before he starts out the door.

"It's a date then." Robbie disappears around the corner. I take a sip from my glass of wine while whispering to myself.

"It's a date."

Capitol Questions of the Day!

What is your favorite District?

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If you could choose the outcome of one character who would it be and what would you do?

The Tributes

D0-Turquoise Rozeren-Alive, Brent Rozeren-Dead~Killed By Lyra Mirren

D1-Talise Gold-Alive, Ronan Meave-Dead~Killed By Kimmit Mangline

D2-Seathe Dane-Alive, Lake Micheals-Alive

D3-Kimmit Mangline-Alive, Wylie Freeman-Dead~Killed By Triella Stone

D4-Eleanore Storm-Alive, Jack Steele-Alive

D5-Oriana Dupree-Alive, Eli Zuman-Dead~Killed By Talise Gold

D6-Olivia Kailz-Dead~Drowned, Kieran Hanson-Dead~Killed By Kimmit Mangline

D7-Felicit Tenta-Alive, Jason Matthews-Dead~Killed By Igris Dragonbeam

D8-Lyra Mirren-Alive, Igris Dragonbeam-Alive

D9-Kyla Sprit-Dead~Killed By Ronan Meave, Zanther Raye-Alive

D10-Twiff Opal-Alive, Rebel Hearty-Alive

D11-Briona Newleaf-Dead~Killed By Turquoise Rozeren, Jayden Crush-Dead~Killed By Zanther Raye

D12-Crissi Branwin-Dead~Killed By Seathe Dane, Geofri Loid-Alive

Capitol-Triella Stone-Alive, Trent Hallows-Alive, Sahara Quill-Dead~Killed By Brent Rozeren, Lane Hallows-Dead~Killed By Trent Hallows