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Iris Hound D2

We're in the training centre, all 24 of us. The next 4 days in here aren't training for me, they're assembling the career pack which I will obviously be in. The District 1 boy and girl are brother and sister so will definitely want to be together, they're both pretty good however the girl, who is actually a year younger, is considerably better, maybe even at my level. We'll have Yoko from my district. As for other districts, I'm not too sure. Everyone here is good enough to be a victor on a normal year so technically we could have every single tribute in the pack but that would make no sense. No one from District 7 and above is ever in the career pack and I doubt that will change this year.

I like the look of the District 5 girl, who I think is called Tesla. I watched her games. Every single person went into the middle at the start which was extremely surprising and I think it was the 2nd games ever to have everybody do that. The 1st games to have everybody do that was the first hunger games when no one knew any better and someone won it within 2 hours. She went berserk and took out an alliance of 5 18 year old girls who turned on her. After 6 hours of pure fighting there were 2 left. This kill was dubbed the kill of the games. Tesla slid through the legs of the girl and sliced her groin which made her fall to the floor. She then tried to run away. So Tesla threw a knife which hit her left calf which made the other girl fall to the floor. Tesla then ran to her and dragged her by her hair to the side of the cornucopia. She then devised a horrible death for the girl. To stop the girl from going anywhere she pinned her hands to the ground with knives. Tesla went inside the cornucopia and got 4 wires. She then stretched out the girl on the floor and with the wires pinned her down, like a tent with tent posts, the wires being the string holding the tent up. She pulled the wires taught so the girl could not move at and then sat on her front. The girl by the way was still alive for all of this which took about 2 hours since the groin incident.

Tesla proceeded to get some gunpowder from the cornucopia which is virtually unheard of in the games. One year they had gunpowder and the boy from 3 made a gun and killed everyone with it. The game-makers were executed and it's never been seen again. Anyway, she got gunpowder and poured it all over the helpless girl who was also only 14. She then made a trail of gunpowder leading to a point about 20m away. Tesla then got a match and lit the fuse.

When the other girl realised to doings of Tesla she screamed and wailed and shouted for help until BOOM she was dead.

This is all why Tesla from 5 is the most feared person in the games this year.

I'm a bit annoyed it isn't me, but who cares? I'll kill Tesla right after she's helped the career pack.

Anyway. A game-maker is standing in the centre of the crowd of us telling us the rules about what we should do etc. The same-old same-old rubbish we get told every single day prior to training.

After she's finished I go straight to the spear throwing and wow the game-makers with my awesomeness and hit the bulls-eye 5/5 times. I then do a forward roll and throw at an avox in the corner. It hits her in the neck and she falls to the floor spurting and coughing up thick red blood. The game-makers are besides themselves and a hysterically laughing and clapping.

Forget that Tesla bitch, I'm their favourites now. I've also intimidated the other tributes, including my fellow careers, I've definitely earnt my place in the career pack.

We then go to hand to hand and I kill a trainer by accident! Oops! But it's just so fun and the game-makers are having a great time watching me.

We go to lunch and I sit with Yoko, Krystal and Leo Karr. We invite Tesla over but she says no. She's just sitting on her own in the corner, not eating a thing.

The tributes from the less affluent districts are stuffing themselves with whatever they can find. Ugh, peasants. I just want to jump on them and strangle them or get a spear and throw it into those stupid people's necks and make them collapse to the ground chocking and spurting out thick red blood. The thought that I will be able to do that in a few days comforts me and I'm able to restrain myself.

The girl from 7 catches my eye. How could a 12 year old survive the first round. It's utterly preposterous. I mean, it's just taking the piss right? If she actually wanted to give her district a chance then she should have let that 18 year old in the final 2 of her first round slice her head right off. That 18 year old would have had a chance at winning. I mean she would never have won of course because that is going to be me. I'm going to give that tiny bitch the death she deserves.

Why am I getting so angry? A victor should never get angry I tell myself.

Lunch finishes and we go back to training.

I kill a trainer, 3 avoxes and injure another trainer.

That bitch District 3 girl humiliated me in front of everybody in the room. I'm going to kill that stupid little whore. I'm going to slice her ears off first, then cut her fingers and toes off one by one. I'm next going to pull all her hair out and shove down her throat. While she's choking to death on her own hair, I'm going to set her on fire. That bitch.

Connectus Jones D3

I'm here. The 14 year old. The 3rd youngest here. The one who shouldn't have won her games. Yep that's me. The one that doesn't deserve to be here. Yep cool, can I go now? No. I can't. Within a week my face will be stone cold lying face-down on some sand or some grass or a rock or any kind of surface. There won't be any blood flowing through it because it'll all be in a pool around my body. My heart will have stopped and I will have joined the other 575 dead children that will be dead by the end of this wretched 'entertainment'.

The trainer finishes and sets us out to train. Thank god we can't fight in here. Thank god because otherwise I'd be instantly dead, however in a week I'll be dead anyway so what's the point?

Shut up! You promised you dad you would try and win. You're never going to win at the rate you're going.

I get to the fire-making section and learn how to make a fire. It's not a very good one but it'll do when I'm freezing to death in the arena. If I get it past the bloodbath that is. The trainer seems to like me and as I'm not going to try and go anywhere near the fighting today I have another session with him. He shows me which sorts wood make which sorts of fires so dry wood for a fast burning, wet wood for a cooler slower fire and green wood for if smoke is needed for diversions etc. At the end of the second hour with them I can successfully create a fire, once I have all the materials, in a matter of minutes. I'm pretty pleased with myself and decide to go to the tree climbing area.

In District 3 I haven't found much use for climbing trees, there's also barely and trees about anyway so even more of a reason to not learn. However in the games, scaling a tree can save your life so I need to learn. When I'm there I see Lucy Sycamore who is the 12 year old from District 7. I watched her games because I was so intrigued at to how she won and she was ridiculously good. I'm sure she even has a chance at winning this whole thing which would be absolutely phenomenal. I mean, I'd be dead, but still amazing. She'd be the 2nd 12 year old to ever win the games. The first one was the 52nd when there was a mass suicide of the other tributes which made her win so if she wins this year it would be the first legitimate year of a 12 year old winning and my god would it be a great year for a 12 year old to win. 13 year olds have won before, but no 12 year olds.

The trainer is friendly and very helpful. He straps on some harnesses around my waist and through my thin bony legs. The trainer wants to see where I am up to at the moment with my abiltiy so I have a go without his help.

Right, so, left then right. Okay, can't be that hard.

I glance to my right and see Lucy scale up a 5m artificial tree in a matter of seconds, almost like she's running up it. I gulp and know that if she's chasing me, I'm more than dead.

I turn my right foot outwards and plant it on a lump on the tree and push my body weight upwards into the air. I then reach up and grasp hold of two lumps above me with my hands to stabalise me and push myself upwards with my right leg. I have no where to put my left leg so am just stuck there, a foot of the ground.

The trainer taps my back and I come down defeated, by a tree.

He gives me a few tips about how to find places to put my hands and feet and about the best ways to push yourself upwards. He goes on for about half and hour and by the end of the 2 hours that I spend with him, I can climb a 5m tree in about 30 seconds, which I am very very proud of.

I leave and as I'm about to go to the berries section, someone grabs my arm.

The hand is small and fragile and I can only think of one person like that. That person is Lucy.

I turn around and see her looking up at me. She smiles and beckons me down to her.

She whispers in my ear that she wants to make an alliance with me.

An alliance? I wasn't thinking that much about alliances to be honest but it seems good to me. I mean, I will need help to get the the later stages of the games if I will ever stand a chance of winning this thing and going back home. The thought of home brings along a longing feeling in my abdomen but I quickly snap out of it when they bell rings for lunch.

I go in and decide to sit with Lucy, my ally. Yes. She's my ally. We're going to do this, me and her. In the back of our minds we both know that one of us will have to die but we don't mention it. District 1 and 2 always have an alliance so why can't the rest of us?

Lunch is finished. I didn't eat much; just a brown roll with butter, and pear and pack of raisins. I don't want to eat too much in training.

I leave Lucy to her own training and go to the machetes. They were my best bet in the first round, and I'm not budging away.

I'm just getting to grips with the machete and it's weight, the girl from 2, Iris, slices the head of a trainer which makes everybody in the enormous grey room stop and stare at her. She merely says, "What?" in a sarky tone and carries on with the next unfortunate trainer, who like his predecessor is sliced at by this maniac, thankfully it doesn't kill him instantly and he is taken away on a stretcher groaning.

She turns to me and looks into my eyes, "I'm going to do that to all of you you know."

I can't help myself and just blurt out, "Not if I do it to you first!"

This makes the whole room burst into laughter which makes me go red and keep my head down.

Iris comes at me with her arms outstretched and tries to strangle me. The peacekeepers surround her and knock her out with a baton.

That really startles me and I stagger back in surprise.

She's taken away on a stretcher and slowly, the room bursts into life again like nothing every happened.

I finish the machete training and can now fight very well with it but not to my full capabilities because this thought keeps coming back to me. I know I should be thinking entirely about my training but the thought is just intense, rich and fresh in my mind.

I've just been made an enemy of the toughest tribute the games has every faced. I gulp and ask to leave early.

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