Authors Note: I had to make up some of the mentors names because some of them weren't mentioned in the books. The morphing's names are Speedy and Tanyno are from District 6.

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Finnick Odair

Annie and Maxem seemed to be doing fine. But the scare at the rocky edge petrified me. Seeing the devastated look on her face as the other tribute went tumbling down almost made my heart shatter, and then she stayed frozen and wouldn't move a muscle. Nobody knew what was wrong with her.

Already Haymitch was gone, both of his tributes died in the matter of seconds, he was probably off somewhere drinking. Chaff, Seeder, Beetee, Wiress , Speedy and Tanyno were gone too. But I didn't notice until later, I was too busy staring at my computer watching my tributes. Mags sat on the purple couch behind me.

"Finnick, why don't you let me-,"

"No!" I said quickly, blocking the screen. "You rest, I'll be fine."

I didn't have worry about going on any 'dates' until the end of the Games, it felt nice to be able to 'relax' in the Capitol without worrying about what the next woman will look like, and how long the experience would be.

Cashmere sauntered over and sat on my desk "Your girl isn't looking so well is she?"

I ignored her at first, but she tapped her foot on my chair. I looked up and gave her the death glare and said simply "Shut up." And then I came up with a comeback "Your girl doesn't look good period." That was a lie, and everyone knew it.

"Aww poor Finnick. Jealous someone might get more attention then you?"

She knew. She knew what I had to do. In fact she had to do it too. Why the hell would she say something like that? Was it just to get under my skin.

First I tried to avoid her, but she sat on my desk and swayed her legs around. She was really starting to piss me off.

"Why don't you go see how your brother and other tributes are doing Cashmere." Mags suggested, in fact it was more of a demand.

Nobody refused little, old and sweet Mags. So Cashmere walked away.

Mags seemed to notice my tiredness and pulled out a chair and sat down beside me. "They're just hunting right now Fin. Maxem is determined to keep Annie safe until the very end. Go lay down. I got this."

I finally took her advice and I laid on the couch. At first I tried to fight the tiredness and the urge to sleep, but in the matter of seconds blackness fell over me.

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I woke up to screaming.

"What the hell is that?" I yelled while jumping off the couch.

Mags calmed me down "It's the boy from District 5, the Gamemakers let out a swarm of flesh eating bugs." She flinched when she heard another one of his bloodcurdling screams.

"How long have I slept?" I demanded.
"About eight hours, it's the second day now." Mags shrugged.

Eight hours? Annie or Maxem could have been hurt! Or dead! I refused to sleep after that. I only drank gallons of coffee.

The pack seemed to bicker over the smallest of things; which way to go, what supplies should each member get, who should go on watch first. The Careers were slowing breaking up with each argument. Annie and Kanda seemed to be the peacekeepers.

"Why don't we take a break?" Kanda suggested. "Were all tired and hungry, let's have some lunch."

Annie and Maxem broke out their supplies and they all ate in silence. Each individual member of the pack had their own backpack. Most of theirs were reasonably sized, but Annie's appeared to be the largest. It didn't seem fair that the smallest tribute in the pack got the largest backpack, but the others (besides Maxem and Kanda) liked to see her discomfort.

The Gamemakers were getting anxious, only one tribute had been killed on the second day, and that was by the Gamemakers themselves. But yet, no other tribute was forced to go by the Careers. Maybe they were already close, or maybe the Gamemakers were hoping the pack would split up early and murder each other. It has happened before.

After lunch they went off again, searching the arena, and looking for tributes. Wyatt found some tracks and they started to follow them. They were in large line, Annie was in front of Kanda who was second last, and Maxem brought up the rear.

Simon stopped suddenly and Garran ran directly into him hard and fell to the ground. Simon backed up and accidently stepped on it hard.

"Shit!" He cursed and felt his leg. It was twisted.

I almost laughed at his unluckiness.

"Whatever." Lilac tossed her blonde hair back "Let's keep going."

"He's hurt." Annie bent down next to him "We should fix-,"

"No! We have taken to many breaks today!" argued Wyatt.

"Fine." Annie stood up and helped up Garran "I'll take him back to the supplies and get him fixed, you guys keep going, and tomorrow the real hunt will begin."

Damn you Annie and your kindness! What if a lone tribute sees an injured Career and the smallest tribute? They could die!

"Damn you stupid girl!" bellowed Johanna. At first I thought she was talking about Annie. But Johanna didn't care about a lot of people.

Mags took over while I went to see what was wrong. Johanna took her eyes off the screen. "Oh, so you finally leave you station and your girl to see what's wrong?" she said snidely. Johanna was fuming and even a little fear danced through her round brown eyes. She ran her fingers through her spiky hair.

I glanced at her screen, her smaller tribute Alanna was caught in Annie's trap. She was clinging onto some supplies, she held a water bottle and a small bit of food. She seemed not to have any weapon with her to cut her down. Alanna was planning on stealing some of their food. That would not go well with the Career's.

Annie and Garran were a few kilometers away, but they would be coming very soon and know doubt the little girl from District 7 would be slaughtered.