HI GUYS! I am so sorry I haven't posted in a whole week! I have been unbelievably more busy then I thought, but that's over now so hopefully I will get back into my daily chapter routine. I have nothing to do tomorrow so I am going to sort out sponsor points and things then!

My birthday month was March, so well done Alphabetta, then Shiny Shannie got it after so she can have 2 points :)

Here is Training Session Two! I'm sorry if it's not to great I need to get back into writing again!

Javed Grissol POV

I sit with my head buried in a book, which is basically what I've done for both training sessions. I can't stand the site of weapons, and when I tried a throwing knife I missed the target by a whole lot, I had heard sniggers from most directions so grabbed one of the books and went to the corner to read.

I intend not to socialise, I intend to get by through my skills, my smarts.

I know every single plant there is, well, I like to think I do, flicking through the book on them I could recite everything there was to know about each one, I'd had a 'plant' phase when I was eight, spending all my spare time reading up about different types. Same goes with the berries, which technically are plants…

I'm now reading a different kind of book, on the predators of the wild. I don't know what I'd do without the bookcase that's lined up against one wall, untouched except by me. My mentor keeps badgering on at me to try some new things, try shooting some arrows or anything that might be of use. But I ignore her, sitting in the corner of the room, in my own little world.

I don't know how I've coped with the games, obviously when my name was reaped I was more than a little nervous, and sad. I've only been here two days, with five days left, but I'm slowly adjusting to my fate, I am probably going to die, theres no doubt about it, I'm the second youngest tribute here and the youngest tributes better than me at anything conflict. I don't have any kind of muscle for weapons, but people don't realise that knowledge can be a weapon too. A good weapon.

Blaise Tanner POV

The temptation of going over with this lovely sword I have here and chopping off the game makers head is extreme. I manage to hold back, just…

I swing the sword round and round, doing a series of tricks and flicks for the surrounding careers even to stop and watch. As a rebel, you really need to train yourself in weaponry; it's good to be prepared for any kind of situation.

I'd been asked by three people for alliances, and turned them all down. There is no point in making alliances as in the end you're going to have to turn on each other anyway, killing the people you've spent days getting to know and forming a friendship with, which is just what the capitol wish to see. Anything that pleases the Capitol doesn't exactly please me, so I am going out of my way in any form to hack off the Capitol, give them distaste. I know that I am putting my family and friends at risk but I also know that they are so much smarter than the Capitol, they wouldn't be caught in a million years, not that they'd live that long anyway.

I don't intend on surviving these games, I am more intending on making an impression, keeping some hope for the rebels. Almost everyone in District Six knows I'm a rebel anyway, therefore the game makers should know, thus, I am dead, no matter what I do, how good I act. They might try to make it look like an accident, maybe a fallen boulder or a wolf in the night. Maybe they'll make it extremely intentional, A dart trap, or a collapsing building, they've done it before, why not with me?

I had a plan, to make the rebels appreciate what they do, and to know that it does make an effect, no matter how small.

Angus Rider POV

I think I'm finally getting in with the careers! I mean, Crown did mess it up with them, thinking he could be the best. I think that I will still hang out with Crown, just not around the careers. Me and Crown are like twins who have only just met, it's crazy! He's just a bit more… Arrogant.

I'd tried my hand with Spears, swords, archery, and all of that, I'm not a natural, but I'm not awful, maybe with a bit more practice I can do some damage! I think I could win these games, honestly. I just need to stay focused. I think I can do that. I've been mentally preparing myself for the games, as well as physically, I've been throwing weapons since the first minute of training, and there's no point looking at the books or other stations, knowing how to kill has to be the most important skill. Who needs to know about berries or the wildlife there? Throwing knives and swinging swords is all the knowledge I'll need.

I'm wary of a few people, except the careers, duh, they'd include the alliance with Seth and Pryce… Also Xeno's just a creepy guy, I'm sorry, but everyones thinking it! I don't even know if he is any good at anything, ever since training started he's just walked around, or stood against a wall watching, I know he's supposedly a career tribute, not that he has any kind of interest in joining them. He's also really scrawny, tall, but scrawny, which makes me think he must not be exactly strong.

I pick up a spear and launch it at the dummy In front of me, it misses by a metre! That's three metres better than last time! I smile and turn to the careers behind me, Saffra smirks and gives me the thumbs up. See, I told you they liked me!

Cassius Kristof Holloway POV

Me and Saffra chuckle at the idiot district eleven whos trying to show off in front of us, missing by a heck of a lot. Saffra mockingly gives him a thumbs up and we carry on tying the knots we were doing.

"He's an idiot." She whispers, making a double reef knot, tying two branches together.

"I call dibs on taking his head off." I wink, and Saffra laughs, I take a moment to sneak a look at Jacinda, who, like usual, is looking very dazed, but in the time it's taken me to do three knots she's put together a masterpiece of a den, all beautifully tied together. "She's so talented," I whisper to Saffra. "She's also a huge threat…"

"We'll deal with it when we have to," She replied, taking a look at Jacinda, who was now laying on her den, testing it. "She'll be useful beforehand."

I return to my knots, now a bit more motivated to make something incredible.

I think about the threats in the arena, obviously my allies, and any alliance is going to be powerful, no matter how weak the people are. Never under estimate that, many people, especially careers, have in the past.

Throughout the training session I move from station to station, occasionally, sparing a glance at Jacinda or Saffra, who were both excelling in their specific stations. I could barely see Saffra after she'd spent an hour at the camouflage station, and Jacinda was doing laps for almost an hour before showing the slightest hint of tiredness.

I was in for some competition, but I don't doubt I can win.

Shannie Dilworth POV

I take my aim with the knife and throw it at the target, for the sixteenth time I hit the centre of the target. Except, my targets not particularly a target, more of a mark on the wall. I decided when I walked in that I would use my hand eye co-ordination to my best and picked a weapon that reflected that. Since the beginning of yesterday's training I have been constantly practicing, not taking a break until everyone else did. I'm planning on staying out of everyone's view, which so far I've succeeded to do, I intend on taking a look at the less, weapony fields over the next few days.

I've been asked to be in alliances… Obviously I've said no, I don't intend on sticking it out with other people who are planning to stab me in the back, both literally and metaphorically. So I'm planning to brave it alone, you have just a good a chance, maybe even more so.

"Nice throw." A sneer came from my right, I twirled to see Crown. He was so arrogant that even his face was arrogant… if you don't think that's possibly imagine an upturned nose on a long thin face and a small smirk, then you have Crown! Who at this moment in time was twirling a rope blade very amateurishly, every swing almost flipping up and cutting his face. If it does I swear I'll laugh at him, I know it's bad but he's such a hassle.

"What do you want, Crown?" I throw another knife at the target, I don't care if Crown see's. I know he's a idiot but he's not so stupid to run off and tell everyone what my skill is, as he knows I won't care about killing him.

"I have a proposal." He says, gasping at the end when he somehow manages to knick his arm with the blade.

"If you're proposing for an alliance, you wouldn't be my first choice."

"Well that's a shame. As I do have a plan, a very good plan that might even knock the careers out."

I walk to the target and pull out the throwing knives, then walk over to him.

"What is it?" I sigh, making effort to show how uncaring I am about it. I mean, what kind of 'good plan' could Crown ever have?

"Well, first you have to join me in my alliance. With me. No one else, and I won't try and kill you till there's only two left."

"Fine, whatever." I roll my eyes.

"That doesn't sound very enthusiastic." Crown sings, his voice going unbelievably high pitched.

"Fine, oh might Crown I would love to be in an alliance with you, it would be my honour…" I sarcastically groan. He raises one eyebrow and sighs.

"Fine… Well here's my idea…"

Xeno POV

Station to station. I keep pacing myself slowly through the aisles of different compartments where the tributes are struggling to get things done. It's hard not to roll my eyes at them all. I have heard the murmurings that have been going on whilst I've been trailing around. Everyone is confused by how I'm taking things, observing, they think. They're partially right, I have been studying each individual tribute to find their strengths and weaknesses. But I have been passing each station, and with it, testing myself, refusing to go to the stations in case it gives everything away. I'm lucky that I have been reading and trialling things such as these all my life, well, since I was about four. I have knowledge beyond belief, beyond even what I thought myself.

I turn the corner and stand against the small wall, there's the District eleven girl, using the Blow Pipes once again, it's incredible how she picked up the skill like a complete natural. She has her back to me and her long shiny black hair shimmers past her waist, all completely down but behind her shoulders, out of her way. She stands tall and aims for one of the targets. Once again it was a direct hit. She was someone I was so afraid of in these games, she was mysterious, yet she was incredible. So vulnerable yet extremely vicious. It's going to definitely be an interesting games.

She turns to pick up another dart and sees me standing, watching her. She smiles weakly, for once she isn't someone who is murmuring about me, who is scared or laughing at me. I spend the rest of my training doing the same ritual as before, asking myself questions on specific topics on specific stations, then going to watch the Lee girl and her incredible talents, I feel completely in awe of her, despite my background.

Hope you enjoyed, the potential romance forming for the unemotional Xeno oooooooooooooo!

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