Thalassa Pearl, D4

White shirts, now red with blood. They were from Ten. Ronan had slit the throat of the first one, but three had time to get away before she'd stabbed another boy in the chest. There were only three of them left. Close enough to gone to let them run. One of the girls was injured, so at least she wouldn't get too far.

"Let's head back to the camp." Said Ronan. Eight of their alliance had gone out, hunting, in groups of two. Ember had said not to come back until a cannon sounded. She was starting to like that boy less and less with every minute she had to spend around him, so being out in the woods was ideal, at the moment. They were deep in the forest already, so why not wander and see who else they might find.

"No. Let's go for a walk. It'll give us time alone, for once." Even in the dark, she saw his face light up. He knew by 'walk', she meant hunting, but it didn't matter either way. The walked parallel to the mountains, which was the guide to find their way back to base at the Cornucopia. Thalassa wrapped Ronan's arm around her, and tucked her head into his neck. She knew the cameras were watching, and that the audience would be besides themselves at the sight of them together. She'd specifically said she was single during her interview, so this would bring questions to the surface in the Capitol. Maybe it would earn her sponsors.

"Why is it again we can't 'be together' back at camp?" She pulled the boy to a halt, and he just stared at her.

"What do you mean? You know they'd turn on us if they knew." She'd had a hard time arguing with his reasoning.

"What about those two tributes from One? They're together. They're open about it with everyone."

"They don't have Ember as a district partner. If he knew we were a true alliance, he'd turn the pack on us like that. We'll always have our walks." He tried to get her moving again.

"You know they suspect us, right? Because of how we are always together." He remained silent. Thalassa knew that he really did fear Ember knowing the truth. She wished she had said it in a better way. They started walking again, but no other tributes crossed their path. The rabbits had hidden themselves well from the wolves.

Glint McCray, D1

"Will you hurry up?" barked Cassio from up ahead. Glint had been perched in a tree, trying to catch sight of any sort of movement with his glasses. There were no tributes moving around in the area. Glint jumped down from the tree and followed Cassio, who was leading.

The pair was near the beach, on the far end of the forest. It was probably as far as they could get from the Cornucopia, but the tributes could be anywhere. On the beach, about a hundred yards away in the sand, was a large outcropping of rock. Easy enough to hide with. He pointed the rock out to Cassio, and they started over to it.

There was a backpack there, along with a small loaf of bread. A tribute had been here, and Glint judged by the pile of dry, unburnt wood, they would be coming back.

"Let's wait them out," said Glint. He'd gotten no kills during the bloodbath, so he was eager to get this one. Cassio wasn't a fan of waiting around, but obliged. The climbed the rock, about ten feet tall, and pressed flat against the top of it.

It was a few hours before anything happened. Then Glint saw them. A group of five, led by an older looking girl, making their way through the woods. The leader pointed in a direction away from the group, and broke off. She was heading for the backpack and firewood. Glint cautiously drew out his knife, ready to spring when she was in the alcove in front of them.

A searing pain ripped at his lower right leg. He tried holding in his scream, and he whipped around to see the girl with her knife in his leg. Cassio reacted quickly. He hit her over the head with the hilt of his sword, and she fell to the ground, unconscious. His hands got cut up in the process.

"What are you doing? Finish her!" Glint rolled away, trying to sit up.

"What color is Nine?" he asked viciously.

"Gold, why?"

"This girl's from Nine." Glint was confused.

"What does that have to do with anything? Kill her!"

"No! We'll take her back to base. Find out where the kid went who scored the 11. C'mon, I'll help you back." Glint watched Cassio slide down off of the rock, and then helped him down. The girl was small compared to the two of them, so he flung her over his shoulder and helped Glint hobble back to the base.

Nenna Charber, D4

"What happened to you?" she scoffed as she saw two of the boys from One come limping back through the woods. "And what's with the girl?" They had a girl from Nine with them, clearly out cold.

"Information." The taller of the two let go of the other one, who crumpled to the ground. Two others from his district ran to help. Nenna watched as the taller one – Cassio! That was his name – pulled a length of rope from the supplies pile and proceeded to tie the girl up. He had her arms bound behind her back, and her wrists tied to her ankles. He ran out of rope for whatever he was doing, so he grabbed another from the pile, and she watched as he tied one end to the ropes around the girl. He then made a slipknot at the other end, scaled the cornucopia, and secured it around the horn. It was a leash.

The others seemed to realize what he was doing, but the real question was why? What information could this girl have. It was Peter who figured it out.

"You think she knows where the 11 went? They aren't allies." Cassio turned around. Nenna guessed from the look on his face that he hadn't known that.

"She still might know something about where he is." He said defensively. Once she tells us, we'll kill her." An idea came to Nenna.

"Wait. Even if she's not allies with the 11, can use her to get to him."

"What do you mean?" Asked Peter.

"Bait. We'll use her as bait to lure him out. I don't think he'd want to feel responsible for her death. We track down the others from Nine, and we tell them we have her. They'll find him for us and he'll come running to try to save her."

"How do you know this?"

"He sounded really guilty during his interview. He did something back home that made the others hate him, and he feels bad about it. This, saving her, would make up for it." She was proud of herself for figuring it out as quickly as she had. Peter didn't seem to happy taking orders for a change.

"Fine. Take Ruben with you and find the others from Nine." He said. Nenna turned to Cassio.

"Where did you see them?"

"By the beach, heading into the forest. They could be anywhere." Peter told him to find another hunting partner and go look, as well. He decided on one of the girls from One, the one with black hair, and they stocked up on supplies before leaving. Nenna had already packed a bag for when she finally got the chance to hunt, so all she had to do now was wait for Ruben.

Hey guys, sorry about this one being so short, but I wanted to give you a new chapter before I left for work. I didn't get a chance to write last night cuz I was at the American Idol concert. They were soo good!

hahah Anyway, I meant to make this chapter longer, so I might do one more from the first night. who knows? haha. Let me know what you think. Which girl from Nine do you think Cassio is holding captive? Reviews are loved!

- Sarah