The next morning, I'm not even a little bit scared that I'm going in the arena. Just excited. This is it, the big moment that even though I didn't want it at first, I'm dying for now. I go through my morning routine that promises me luck and then we start getting prepped.

When I board the plane, I already know about the little tracking device they put in you. I offer my arm out willingly and the machine doesn't hurt a bit. I look over at Cato on the other side of the aircraft. He is leaning forward, reading everyone's faces. I should be doing the same. Most people are nervous, some trying to breathe through it while others don't even care to take care of it. After I've finished staring everyone down, I just look straight ahead as we take off. Little time passes before we land.

I'm guarded by peacekeepers as we leave one by one and meet up with our stylist again. I don't talk to him as he dresses me in my coat and I get in the tube.

"Good luck," he says as a sad attempt at having a relationship with me. I turn around as the tube begins to slowly move. My first glimpse of the arena is filled with happiness. This is my favorite type of arena; a forest with good water supplies and different levels. It's really basic though which means we are probably going to either be up against something really weird that was gamemaker made or they expect our group to be interesting enough without the added arena stuff. I locate where I am; pretty far on the left, Glimmer on my right, and the boy from 8 on my left. The Cornucopia is stuffed full of things and I notice a pack of knives. I also see a bow with arrows. The clock is counting down in its monotone voice as I scan the rest of the tributes and get ready in my running position. Adrenaline courses through me as we reach single digits.

4…3…2…1…0

I take off running as fast as I can. I make it to the Cornucopia first, quite an achievement for me. I snatch up the first set of knives I can find and start throwing, almost without thought. My only goal is to kill as many people as I can during this bloodbath. Some smarter tributes dash off into the woods as soon as they get the change, but others come right where I want them. I see Peeta dash off out of the corner of my eye but Katniss stays around. I throw a knife over to the left, where it hits someone and Marvel steps over to finish him off for me. Then, I run back over to where Katniss is struggling with some boy whose back is to me for a pack. I throw a knife over and it hits him in the back, killing him immediately while splattering Katniss with blood. I pull another one out and throw it again. It lands in her pack thanks to her reflexes. She picks herself up and runs. I don't want to chase after her because in that time I could've killed three other people and I do. I make note of her direction for future reference. After everyone is either dead or running around in the forest, we head over to some tree to allow the bodies to be picked up.

"Good job everyone. This is going to make our time go by a lot faster here. When we get back, I need all the items in a big pile," Cato tells us all. A crack is heard from behind us and we turn around, weapons drawn. The boy from 3 emerges from the shadows and I look at Cato for permission to kill. He shakes his head, but we keep our weapons drawn just in case.

"What do you want?" Marvel asks him.

"I think that you should let me into your alliance. I could help keep your supplies from getting stolen. The bombs underneath the platforms can be triggered again to kill anyone that tries to come for them," he offers us, not stepping any closer.

"We can't promise that we aren't going to kill you," I say. He nods. He knows.

"Fine. Any foolishness and you are dead in a minute. Understand?" Cato tells me. He nods again. We lead him back up to the pile and tell him to start his work as we survey what we have. One of the fun things this year was night vision goggles, perfect for hunting tonight. We find plenty of weapons and food that should last the entire games. As night falls, we make plans to find people during dinner. Afterwards, we pack up our stuff and head out into the forest, following the path I told them I saw Katniss follow. It was agreed that she was our biggest threat. While Thresh may be huge and certainly a ruler of the bloodbath along with us, he doesn't have the interview angle that Katniss had. She is one half of the star crossed lovers. And right on time, we come upon the second half; Peeta.

"I got him," I tell everyone. I pin him to the ground, holding a knife to his throat. I don't want to kill him yet though. He could be of some use to us.

"You have two seconds to tell me why I should spare you. I better hear the right reasons," I snarl at him. Panic crosses his eyes but he is a talker and he knows what I want to hear.

"I can bring to you to Katniss. I'll be bait. Whatever you want," he offers. I let him up and Marvel makes sure that he doesn't have any weapons or food with him.

"Glimmer, you're in charge of him," Cato shouts to her.

"Don't even think about anything," she tells him, stepping on his foot. We continue off into the woods.

"What were you thinking?" Cato asks me.

"Peeta is weak; we can kill him easily when we're done. Katniss obviously likes him a little bit or she wouldn't have blushed. If we use him as bait, we can kill her and him at the same time. It's called priorities," I explain myself to him. He quickly snatches up my hand and gives it a squeeze. He knows that I was right, but he probably doesn't want to admit it. I get it, I hate failure too.

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