Cyra Gleams' POV

I'm sitting in a small hut in the outskirts of District Twelve, sipping orange juice from a small pouch, the only kind of food or drink that I have. I didn't manage to get much from the Cornucopia, just a small pack from the edge. In the pack, the only things I got were a jacket, some sunscreen, orange juice, and the most useless of all, canned pears. I won't even be able to eat the pears anyway. I've got no way to open them! Not even a knife.

The first night of the games has come and gone, with nine deaths. I saw the first eight in the sky, and there was one more around one in the morning. There's only fifteen tributes left, including most of the careers and Scarlett and Jazmine. Most of the deadlier tributes are still alive, but I've made it in the upper two thirds. My district partner, Astar was killed in the bloodbath yesterday, but I'm not too bummed about that. However, he wasn't much, but he was from home.

As I'm chilling in the run down shack, I try to plot my plan for the rest of the games. Should I hide? Or maybe I should move around and see if I can find some tributes to fight. But then again, what would I fight them with? I don't have any weapons.

I decide that I shouldn't stay in one place, since, judging from previous games, if a tribute is too boring, the capital usually sends mutts or worse. I don't want to die from some strange hybrid, I really don't want to die at all. Therefore, I trek across the rest of twelve, which is really run down. I wouldn't want to live here, it's worse that Eight.

When I finally get to the Center of Twelve, I collapse to the ground from exhaustion. I'm so hungry, I haven't eaten anything since breakfast yesterday. What am I going to do? I've already had all of my orange juice. Suddenly, I hear the chime of bells. I look up to see a silver parachute floating down from the sky. I coast believe it! I actually have sponsors!

Quickly, I rush over and open the container attached. A wave of steam hits my face and a delightful smell spreads through the air. Inside, on a silver plate, is a bowl of chicken noodle soup, a banana, and a glass of milk. This is amazing! I decide to eat the soup first and dump the milk into the empty orange juice container for later. I also slip the banana into my jacket pocket.

After enjoying my small meal, I get up and continue wandering. Before I know it, I'm out of District Twelve and in District One. The conditions here are way nicer, but still won't help me much in the games. Since all of the buildings are completely empty, I might as we'll be in that lean to in Twelve. Deciding not to stay in one place for too long, I continue to hike, exploring 'Panem' in awe.

Crystal Rivers' POV

"Hey Marble!" I call, trying to get his attention.

"What is it, Rivers?" He calls to me over his shoulder. I feel like he's the only one I can trust out of the careers. Well, besides James. Mace and Starr intimidated me and, unfortunately, Rora is dead.

"Why didn't Starr come back last night? She didn't die, there was only one cannon," I ask him.

"The traitor probably killed Rora and then fled. Serves her right though, I hope she dies," Mace interrupts.

"She was part of the group, though! How could you be so heartless! She could be injured and dying for all you know and you don't even care!" I shout in his face.

"Listen, kid! This is the Hunger Games! Only one of us is coming out, so you better watch your back, girl. Or else..." Mace yells in my face. I nod meekly, too scared to respond. Mace has always made me scared.

"Lay off, Mace. I think she gets it," Marble defends me. Even though he can be tough, Marble always has a charming side.

"Alright, people! We've been in the same place for way too long. You know how the Gamemakers get when they're bored," Mace orders.

"Where should we go?" James asks.

"I say we go for that pack from seven, ten, and eleven. Besides Jazmine and Scarlett, they're the only real threats. Well, not the girl. She's just a flirt. I think we should go to ten," Marble suggests.

"Sounds good," I chime in, "Let's go!" We take down the two tents and strap our backpacks on. We had used all of our water last night, but we still have about half of our food rations. Once we run out, I'm not sure what we'll do.

But, luckily our water problem is solved instantly. The four of us look up and find a sponsor chute drifting towards us in the breeze.

"Looks like we're in luck," James smiles. Mace runs for the oracle, which has his name on it and opens it up.

"Nice..."

"What is it?" I ask. The object looks sort of like a backpack, but it has a straw coming from the top.

"It's a new thing that they have in the wealthier districts. It's basically a backpack for water," Marble explains.

"Does it have anything in it?" I ask.

Mace shakes the pack for a second. I barely hear a familiar swish of water coming from inside of the hollow nylon sack. Based in the size of that thing, we'll have water for days!

"So the water situation is covered. Come on, let's keep on going," Marble says.

As we continue wandering, we lose our way multiple times and somehow end up in the streets of District Eight. I've heard that Eight is run down, but I never guessed that it was this dumpy. The outside of the buildings were covered in char marks and everything is a dull shade of gray. In the distance, we hear wolves howling, but we don't think much of it.

"I'm tired. Can we rest for a few moments?" James asks. I barely hear a frustrated muttering from Mace about having to babysit a twelve year old, but he sets down his stuff.

I take out a handful of jerky and pass it around to the boys. We sit in silence for a few minutes while the only thing you can hear is the chewing of meat.

Suddenly, our snack is interrupted by that same howling noise. But this time, it sounds close. Way too close. I look up and gasp. Down the street, stands a single grey wolf.

A/N

Whats going to happen next? Thanks Oceanebreeze13 and Bryan for sponsoring!

locations-

careers- district eight

Lacey, Dannin- district six

Hayden, Alex- District Eleven

Cyra- District One

Scarlett, Jazmine- District Two

Athena, Heaven- District Four

Phan- District Seven

Starr- District Two

Trivia: Who killed Freaton?

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