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The smell of roasted deer causes my mouth to salivate. I sit on my sleeping bag, impatiently waiting for the meal to be prepared. I can probably hoist myself up with the support of the metal wall beside me, but the others will scold me and have me sit back down. I stay seated and play with my spears while the others are gathered around the cooking meat.

Sitting on a sleeping bag waiting for your slightly charred and swollen leg to heal is a wonderful way to spend a day in the arena…not. I should be ordering the others to prepare for a tribute hunt tonight or discuss a list of people with the ability to escape our trap. I haven't forgotten the sliced rope we found when we came back from killing Electra. I'm still pissed off and I still have the urge to wring the escapee's neck.

"Just to let you know, I don't like my meat burnt." I hear Caiden say.

"Shut up. I bet you don't even know how to make a fire." Marina snaps.

"I do know how to make a fire, but I bet you have no clue on how to cook." Caiden shoots back. "Vinera, why did you even allow her to come near the pan?" he asks.

"Both of you need to stop or I'll throw this hot piece of meat at your faces." Vinera stops the argument.

"Can we just roast everything and hurry along? Amethine must be hungry." Evan says in a tired tone.

"She is!" I exclaim.

"Told you," Evan tells them.

"Hold your horses, golden goddess, it's almost done." says Caiden.

"If you guys keep fighting over there I will throw my spear." I threaten. I wouldn't actually do that, but if my stomach keeps complaining and they don't shut up I am going to crawl over there and shove my good foot up their asses.

"I don't think she's joking." Sebastian warns.

"Is it ready yet?" Caiden asks impatiently.

"Yes, now be quiet." Marina says in annoyance.

"All done." Vinera announces.

"Finally,"

Caiden jogs over to the crate and takes a bowl and spoon. He quickly walks over to the pan and serves himself. He ignores the warning Marina gave him about waiting for it to cool off and takes a bite. He spits it out and fans his mouth.

"I told you wait," Marina snickers. Vinera joins in and they laugh hysterically.

"Whatever, I'm hungry." he dismisses.

The others serve themselves. Marina walks up to me and hands me a bowl. She sits next to me on the sleeping bag and we dig in. Vinera and Caiden sit next to each other on beside the black crate, Sebastian is probably eating somewhere at the back, maybe because he just wants to be alone. Evan and Gary are sitting on the grass next to the pan having a conversation.

"Delicious" I comment.

"Right? All I did was flip the meat, Vinera was the one who did all the seasoning stuff."

"What did she use to season this?" I ask.

"She used all the salt from two of those peanut snacks."

"Smart." I admit. If you don't have everything you need, it's best that you improvise or come up with something close to whatever it is.

I stuff the last piece of meat into my mouth. "Marina, can I have another serving if you don't mind?" I ask politely. "Sure," she says and takes my bowl.

When she comes back I thank her and scrape my bowl clean. I set it down and drink some water from my flask. That was one good meal.

I look at my leg and try to move it. Any movement is fine, a wiggle, shake, as long as it moves. Nothing.

"I wonder when it'll start moving again." I voice my thoughts.

"Patience." Marina says like a wise old woman.

"That's something one of my mentors, Mags, would say." she explains.

I remember Mags- the woman who could transform any object into a fishhook. She was a skilled career, but not as bloodthirsty as the others. Not as bloodthirsty as me. She was humble for a tribute from district 4, but let me tell you, she is amazing with a harpoon.

"I know Mags. What's the name of your other mentor again? Oh yes, Finnick Odair-the victor of the 58thhunger games." I remember.

"Yeah, he and Mags are both great." she says with a smile.

"I wish I could say the same thing about my mentors." I joke. "Why, what's wrong with them?" she asks.

"Nothing, they're great. They are quite a bunch." I sigh.

"Are we saving the leftover deer for dinner?" I change the subject.

"We cooked a lot, so there will definitely still be some left for dinner."

"Good, because that stuff is just delicious."

"It's okay, I don't want to sleep in the tent." I answer. It's our turn to sleep in the tent again, but I pass up the offer and insist that Evan take it for the night.

"You still can't move your leg?" Sebastian asks squatting down and scanning the wound.

"Yeah." I respond.

"Did you apply that medicine the sponsor sent?" he asked.

"Already did. The wound is healing, but getting my leg to move is the problem." I state.

"Give it some time. Maybe it'll move when the wound completely heals." He theorizes.

"Maybe."

"The deer is heated up. Dinner is ready." Vinera informs everyone.

"I'll get your food." Sebastian tells me and gets up. He returns with two bowls of deer in his hands. He hands me one and sits on the spot in front of me.

One serving was enough. I probably feel full because I had two big servings of the deer meat in lunch.

The sun has set already and there is no wind. It's a tad dark, but the fire is doing a good job at illuminating our whole camp. After giving Sebastian my bowl to put with the other used utensils, I lay on my back on the sleeping bag with my palms tucked underneath the back of my head. I look at the bright stars, which are probably fake; created by the Gamemakers just to replicate a real sky.

Them my mind drifts to the arena style the Gamemakers have designed this year. From watching every Games, this is one I've never seen before. I won't be surprised if the barns, the waters below our pedestals, and the forests are only one side of the entire arena. I bet there are other surprises lying around.

My eyelids start to feel heavy and they close without my consent.

Day 7

"Do you guys already know what to do?" I ask Vinera, Sebastian, and Evan. They nod.

"We're out of deer already, so if you see any wild animal with a lot of meat, take it down." I tell them.

"Do you have all the bowls and spoons?" I ask.

"Yep." Evan replies.

"How about the pot we used to cook the deer?" I ask.

"No, but I'll go get it." he says and walks over to grab the pot I'm talking about.

"Do you all have your first aid kits?" I ask. It takes them a few minutes to search their packs and make sure they have it with them before saying yes.

"Is everyone's flasks, bottle, and canteen in the bag?" I ask.

"Vinera, where's your flask?" Evan asks her.

"In my pack." She tells him.

"Evan, you will be in charge on the way to the stream and back." I inform.

"Remember, if you see any tribute, kill them…slowly."

"Make sure you thoroughly wash all of the utensils and purify the water." I add. "You guys can go now. Be careful, alright?" They all say yes and start jogging away.

When they're already far off, Marina sets out some canned goods in case they don't bring back any game. Marina tells me that we have five cans left.

"We need to hunt, soon." I let her know.

"Are you going to stay back and guard camp?" she asks.

"Yeah. I don't want to be the reason why we're starving." I admit.

After fifty minutes, Evan and the others return.

"You didn't see any wild animal the whole time there?" I ask Vinera.

"Nope." She shakes her head.

"You guys should hunt for food tonight." I suggest.

"Are you going to guard camp alone?" she questions.

"I need one person to guard with me." I reply.

"That's a goo-" Vinera was cut off by a deafening screech. It was so loud that it made everyone around me shield their ears with their hands.

"What the hell was that?!" I ask.

The screech was something like a girl screaming in horror, mixed with dogs growling, and a monkey cry.

"It's probably those mutts that were under our plates!" Vinera yells.

"The Gamemakers must've put a microphone down there." I say to myself.

There's another ear splitting screech. The world around me looks like it is spinning. I try to shake my head and get a clear view of everyone. That's when another screech rings out. That's when I black out.

What the hell is going on? First the leg injury, now this? Some of you probably don't know why she knocked out of nowhere, but it will be explained in the next chapter. I just want to remind those who haven't voted in the poll to please vote. The poll is on my profile and tomorrow is the last day to vote. The poll will be closed when I return from school so get those votes in! (:

I will start putting what day of the games it is at the top because I'll eventually get confused and forget. I want to thank everyone who reviewed! They were all awesome! Thanks for reading and have a great day or evening! (: