A/N: It's getting harder to kill tributes, but it has to be done. There's only a few more chapters left, and I can hardly believe it!

Anyways I hope you enjoy the update! :)

Shoal Creek (4)

I turn and sprint away, making a run around the Cornucopia before diving into its metal opening to hide from Aeron and Noah. Hopefully they think that I've escaped. As soon as I crawl in I hear a whimper, and that's when I see the little girl sitting against the smooth metal.

Guess I'm not the only one who had the idea.

"Don't think I won't kill you,"her voice is menacing for such a small girl.

"I'm just trying to hide. Those two crazies from District 2 are after me and we are all trapped in here."

"Trapped? Do you know what happened to Audrey?"

"Who?"

"Did anyone die?"

"Yes, there were two cannons."

"But do you know who they were."

"No, I was too busy running."

She's silent. I wonder if I should kill her? Nah, it'll bring too much attention.

"It's cold," she whispers.

"Colder outside," I remark. Even inside the cold walls of the Cornucopia it was probably cold enough to freeze water, and maybe even my blood. I'm not use to these cold temperatures, but I try to ignore it.

Ashley shuffles around and I see her wrap a sleeping bag around her.

"You have another one?" I ask hopefully.

"No."

I peek out of the Cornucopia and try to figure out what's going on.

Lucian Sparx (3)

"Athea you need to get up," I instruct. If we are to live any longer she needs to man up and pull herself together. Faunas or not.

She lifts herself up from the ground and I grasp her hand to help support her.

"What's going on?" She asks.

"I don't know. Nobody else has died yet."

I see the bulky body of the District 2 tribute and his partner looming around the exits. The District 5 tributes are huddled as far away as possible and the other two are no where to be seen.

"Lucian," Athea is holding the cut on her forehead, but blood continuously drips down anyway.

"Yes?"

"I don't want to fight anymore," she groans and she crumples back to the ground.

"Let's hide in the Cornucopia," I say pulling her back to her feet, and towards the center. Hopefully we can sneak by the others without being spotted. However large this center circle is, it's not quite large enough to conceal us.

I pile in and Athea follows, but that's when I realize we weren't the first tributes with this idea.

Somebody falls against the back of the Cornucopia, sliding away from us as quickly as possible. The other one pulls a knife out and my heart stops beating.

"We are unarmed," Athea says. Thankfully she is here and can speak for me because I've lost all words.

"So?" The boy's voice echoes against the walls, and I realize it's Shoal. "This is a death match."

"Who says?" Athea challenges.

"Heh," Shoal chuckles. "The Capitol says so."

"Who says we have to listen?" Her voice is low.

Shoal begins laughing like it's the craziest idea he has ever heard, but he lowers his knife and wipes the blade against the fabric of his pants.

I take that as an offer to sit down and make myself comfortable against the Cornucopia wall.

Athea joins me and pulls out our only sleeping bag that we brought. She wraps it around the both of us, and although it doesn't completely cover me, it brings some warmth.

"Do you have another one of those," Shoal nods.

"No." Athea says.

Shoal sighs with discontent.

"Why don't you ask the District 2 tributes?" Ashley sneers.

"Shut up," Shoal mutters and he pulls out his knife.

"What about District 2?" It's a voice that belongs to nobody inside the Cornucopia and by doing a process of elimination I can deduce that it's the District 2 tributes..

"Shiiiittt," Shoal mutters and he reaches out for Ashley and shovers her in front of him, placing the knife-edge against her delicate throat.

"Hiding behind a little girl? Is this what you've resorted to Shoal? I would've expected a little more from you." Aeron from District 2 ducks her head under the metal roof of the Cornucopia and takes a step towards Shoal, which just makes him press the knife a little harder against Ashley's skin.

"You think I care about you killing the girl? Only one of us comes out anyways!"

"You cared about that other girl. What was her name? From District 1."

I see Aeron's face crinkle from his words.

"Don't talk about that. This is the reason why I came after you in the first place."

Shoal laughs.

"This is the knife that killed her. I'm pretty sure this once belonged you, so I think you stand to be corrected. You killed her."

Aeron unsheathes a knife from her belt and makes a move towards Shoal. In response he presses Ashley closer to his body and tightens his grip.

Athea jumps up in between the two, and I feel my heart skip another beat.

"Knock this off both of you," she hisses under her breath. "Look what the Capitol has done to you. Weren't we not to long ago united under one purpose? The District citizens were fighting against the Capitol just a little over a year ago. This is why they created these games, because of our unity. This is just what they want, and you're giving it to them. I propose you step down now, and we figure out an alternative."

"An alternative?" Aeron laughs.

"At least we agree that this girl is crazy," Shoal comments and Athea turns her back in a crucial moment to give him a dirty look, and I swear Aeron is going to stab her in the back. Instead she rolls her eyes.

"What possible alternative do you see? Don't you get it? There's no fighting against them. We're stuck in this arena. They sent Mutts after Noah and I. If we don't kill one another, we're likely to die under their cruel palm. Now get out of the way. I have a death I need to avenge."

Athea stares her down. It's the look she gave me the night I said her chip meant nothing. It's the night I told her the Capitol was just as bad as we were. It was the night I told her that her feeble attempts at starting a rebellion would do nothing.

"No." She says.

For a second I believe that Aeron is going to back down. I have some brief glance of hope, but as quickly as it comes it's gone as I watch Aeron hook Athea's jaw with her fist.

Athea falls to the ground, and I can't stop my feet from running towards her just in case Aeron thinks she can kill her while she's down. As soon as I break in between, Aeron's fist pulls back and just like Athea I'm knocked off my feet, landing with a loud thump next to her.

How did we get this far? We're nothing but two weak tributes from District 3.

Athea pulls herself onto her knees and begins to spit blood and probably teeth from her swollen mouth. I stare bewildered at Aeron, wondering if we're going to die.

"I admire your hopeful spirit," she says and then she steps by us and shoves the blade back towards Shoal's face. "But it isn't going to happen. It's a hopeful spirit that gets people killed. I would know. Now please get out of my way."

Athea sits up and wipes the blood that drips down the side of her face. She's not giving up, and though one may admire her perseverance, I find her actions incredibly idiotic.

"Go ahead!" Athea yells to her before spitting out what looks like a tooth. "Kill her, and kill him. Why don't you just slaughter us all? Then you can go home and tell your child what a murder her mother is. Then, when they replay these moments every year for the Hunger Games, your child can watch it."

I watch Aeron's entire body tense and then she slowly turns around to face us. Athea continues anyways.

"If that's what I would have to execute to get home, well I'd rather be a big softie who has their morals in line. Going home as a newly created Capitol savage is a fate worse than death, one that I would never want my children to see."

For the first time I notice Noah leaning against the cold metal of the Cornucopia. He stares down at his feet and Aeron turns and tries to catch eye contact with him as though he will have the answers for her.

Aeron's body completely slackens, and she places her knife back in its holder.

"I'm done," she whispers, and Noah flashes her an encouraging smile.

Shoal releases his grip on Ashley, but not before hesitating, as though Aeron may change her mind and slice his neck anyways.

Ashley whirls around immediately and smashes her palm into Shoal's cheek before walking back to her sleeping bag.

Athea begins laughing as though she's heard the most hysterical joke. As though she is at home and not in a cold arena where death awaits all but one.

It's like we're all friends sitting inside our Cornucopia clubhouse, laughing about the random and absurd events of the day. I'm questioning Athea's sanity more than ever, and I beckon her to go to sleep. Losing Faunas and killing Audrey has probably gotten to her.

Dorien Oakfree (5)

My sleeping bag barely blocks out the frigid air swirling amongst us. We are the only ones still outside of the Cornucopia. I keep wondering if it'd be better to crawl in there with the other tributes, but my lack of trust keeps me out in the cold.

I can see Escule shiver violently next to me. It's now that I realize our sleeping bags are not meant for cold temperatures.

"Dorien," he calls with chattering teeth.

"Yes?"

"I don't want to stay out here. It's freezing."

"It's either out here in the cold, or in there, where we will probably be stabbed in our sleep."

Escule is silent.

"I'm cold too," I say.

Escule must agree because he doesn't say a word. Eventually, however, he decides to ask a random question out of the blue.

"If you died… under what circumstances would you be able to die happy."

I don't like talking about dying. I prefer to believe that I am some invincible being and that this nightmare will be over soon. There is something I'd want to have before I die, but I don't want to say it, so I fall back on another obvious answer.

"If I had a big bowl of hot soup and some fresh baked bread beforehand."

Escule lets out a pitiful laugh and tries to bury himself deeper into his bag.

"Why? What would be yours?"

"That my father found my family. Then, at least I didn't die in vain, and I wouldn't have to feel so guilty."

"I wish I could find my real family sometimes." I blurt out.

"What do you mean?" Escule asks and he turns his body to face me.

"I never knew my mother or father. I have no pictures of them whatsoever. All I have from them is my name. I lived, well I still live, with an elderly woman. She found me when I was younger and now she's sick, and all I want to do is help her like she helped me."

I don't know why I'm echoing my deepest secrets now. Maybe it's the chilly weather, or maybe it's the feeling of doom that grows stronger with each passing day.

Escule is silent, except for the sound of his chattering teeth.

"I hope you get to find them," he says and I hear him shuffling around more in his sleeping bag.

"I don't know if that's going to happen Escule, but thank you."

"Mmhmm, good night Dorien."

"See you in the morning," I say. I can't wait until morning when there's a sun out and I can warm myself and maybe dry some of my clothes off.

I eventually fall into a clouded sleep. I find myself waking up over and over again in the bitter cold as the night passes. I bury my hands into any warmth I still have on my body because they begin to feel numb. I can't possibly describe this cold, but it feels like thousands of icy swords are burying into my body. At one point I'm wishing I would've let Kyra live because then I wouldn't have to be living through this night.

The night drags on, but eventually the sun rises above the snow-covered arena, and I can't believe I'm still alive. My feet, hands, and face are numb with cold. I hold my frozen hands above my face to get a look and my fingers are darkly tinged with blisters forming at the surface. I touch my face to feel two swollen areas on my cheeks. It looks like frostbite.

"Escule!" I yell for him immediately upon seeing my dark fingers.. "Why was I so idiotic to let him stay out here when he's recovering from surgery.

I shake his sleeping bag, but there is no movement from inside. He feels like a dead weight. I pull back the bag and see his pale face. His body is so cold and lifeless.

"No, no, no Escule. You can't leave now."

I place my hand on his face and pull it away immediately because it burns my frostbitten fingers. What have I done? How did I not hear the cannon fire off?

"Shit!"

I see a movement from the opening of the Cornucopia. I wonder if anyone over there has died. I look at my cold hands, and my feet feel so deadened that I need a dry place to take off my shoes and take account of the damage. As soon as I stand I lose all balance, and find myself crawling to shelter.

"Help me!" I cry out.

I never beg, but right now I'm in so much pain that I need it.

"Help me!" I yell louder, but nobody comes, so I crawl all the way to the Cornucopia.

I collapse on my stomach as soon as I reach the entrance, and the first person to my aid is little Ashley.

"She is frostbitten," I hear Ashley yell. "Probably experience hypothermia. I need help! I need blankets!"

When the District 3 girl gets a look at my face, she covers her mouth in surprise, but falls next to Ashley to help me anyways.

"Get her shoes off," the little girl instructs and I start to feel very sleepy.

"Hey!" Ashley smacks a non-swollen part of my face and I snap awake. "Stay with me," she says.

"Get me my sleeping bag!" Ashley yells, and the redheaded genius wraps it around my body. I am suddenly aware of how violently I'm shaking.

"I want to sleep," I say.

"You can't, unless you want to sleep forever," Ashley replies as she quickly wraps bandages around my feet.

"So Escule died last night?" Aeron asks.

"Yes."

"You're an idiot! You try to protect him, and then next thing I know you're letting him sleep outside in subzero temperatures in your puny sleeping bags. You think his recovering body could tolerate that?"

"Shut up!" I hiss.

"Stop it," Ashley is stern. "Aeron was right. That was a foolish decision, you're lucky you didn't die of hypothermia."

Athea takes my hand and examines my fingers.

"This is pretty bad," she says to Ashley, but she doesn't bat an eyelash and hands her more bandages.

"If you wrap them now, we might be able to save some of the tissue." Ashley says.

"What's going to happen? Why isn't everybody fighting to be victor?" I had expected all of them to kill one another in the Cornucopia last night. I thought it had been a good plan to brave the cold outside.

"We were too busy huddled in our sleeping bags," Shoal says. "And last night we came to a peace agreement."

His eyes shift over to Aeron and Noah. Noah raises his eyebrows in question, and Aeron laughs.

"Don't count your lucky stars yet Ocean Boy."

"I don't understand why you're helping me," I say to Ashley and Athea.

Ash shrugs her shoulders, but then again she is a trained healer.

"I want to rebel," Athea whispers.

"What?"

"A rebellion? I want to stop fighting. I want everybody to get out of here alive."

"Right," I respond and I can't hold back my laughter.

"You're in no position to kill right now," Athea says. "So I suggest you agree with the idea, besides you'd probably be dead right now."

Oh the guilt trip. Why should I agree with the idea? So the Capitol can rip me to shreds for my disobedience? I have lost so much already that I need to recover and I need to get home with my fingers or not. Whether or not these tributes help me or not is there decision, if they were to let me die I would understand their motives. I am grateful to be taken cared of, but they cannot expect me to pay them back by sparing their lives. With Aeron, Noah, and Shoal I don't think this 'not fighting' thing is going to work. I won't be surprised is Athea is next to die.

A/N: All I can say is :( How do you think this is going to play out? Who is going to die next? Who will be named first victor?

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