Allure Beldam, 18

District 1 Female

Allure was angry. Why was everyone so upset about Dionysus dying? He wasn't contributing anything to the alliance, and there was no way he was going to win. So good riddance, right? What was up with the sadness? Sure, he and Nailah were on watch together a lot, but so what? It was bugging her immensely.

Frowning at her half-eaten protein bar, Allure examined her allies. The boys would be her biggest threat if she wanted to win. She was quicker than Anthony, but he was strong, and Nero, unfortunately, was both. Nailah was mainly a ranged fighter, so Allure wasn't worried about her. The girl was a pushover.

"Can we go hunting now?" she asked in a whiny tone, throwing her bar wrapper onto the sand. Nailah calmly just reached to pick it up for her, and Allure snorted. Definitely a pushover.

"Sure," Nero said, grabbing a few of his knives. Anthony reached for his trident, but Nailah just shook her head.

"Someone should stay here," she said.

"Good. Fine. You can do that," Allure told her. Nailah nodded solemnly as she grabbed her rapier. She was ready to kill. She was ready to win. She just didn't want to get too much blood on herself.

The three of them made our way into the jungle. Allure tried to walk quietly, listening for the others, but Anthony's heavy footsteps were ruining it. Rolling her eyes, she turned around to lecture him when a hatchet blossomed from his forehead. Allure screamed. Nero drew his knives. Anthony's body collapsed and his cannon fired. They were being ambushed.

Whirling around, Allure peered in the direction the hatchet had come from, but she couldn't see anyone. Gripping the handle of her rapier, she moved to stand back-to-back with Nero. They had to be ready for anything.

Another hatchet came flying, this time from another direction. Nero and Allure both dodged out of the way, and Nero threw a knife. There was a thud and a groan as it impacted with someone's flesh. And then all hell broke loose.

Something smashed down on Allure's hand, making her cry out and almost drop her rapier. The ugly girl from 6 was in front of her, standing in a fighting position and holding a quarterstaff. Smirking, Allure went to swing, but gasped at the pain in her hand. Several bones were probably broken.

Switching hands, she jabbed at Porsche, but the girl blocked the blow with her staff. Allure could hear someone fighting Nero, but she wasn't able to see who. A second cannon fired; presumably that of whoever Nero hit with his knife. Porsche swung her staff and knocked Allure in the side of the head.

Falling onto her side, Allure groaned in pain. She heard a girl cry out behind her and tried to turn, but her vision was swimming. Porsche brought the staff down again, crushing Allure's other hand and knocking the rapier away. She whined, pain flowing through her. She was going to die.

Desiree Redwood, 17

District 7 Female

Des leaned against a tree, eyelids drooping. She'd been on watch for a while, and she was getting sleepy. All she wanted to do was curl up, but the sun was starting to rise. She thought she was dreaming when she first heard the pinging of a sponsor parachute. But sure enough, the large package was floating towards her and her allies, glinting in the morning sun. It landed right next to Porsche, startling the girl awake.

"What's happening?" Porsche asked, sitting up quickly.

"We got a sponsor gift," Des said, crawling forward to look at it. It was a long silver box and had a small tag with all three of their names written on it. Des poked Bess with her foot.

"Wake up," she said. "We got a gift."

Once Bess was fully awake, they untied the package and opened the box. Inside was a quarterstaff and three throwing hatchets.

"Why would they give us these?" Bess asked, picking up the quarterstaff. A cold feeling ran over Des.

"Because we're going to need them soon," she said. And sure enough, a few moments later, they heard the sound of someone walking through the jungle.

Des grabbed her ax and stood up.

"Split up and surround them?" she asked her allies. Porsche picked up the quarterstaff and nodded.

"Sounds good to me," Bess said. She went left, while Porsche went right. Des carefully crept through the trees to a small clearing, where she saw Nero, Anthony and Allure. Allure was just turning towards Anthony when a hatchet landed in his head. Des caught a glimpse of Bess backing into the trees as his cannon fired. Nero threw a knife and Bess groaned in pain. Des's eyes widened. Had he hit his target? But she didn't have time to check because Porsche burst out of the undergrowth and attacked Allure. So Des dove into the fray as well.

She swung her ax, bringing it down on Nero's shoulder. But he dodged out of the way and her weapon sank into the soft ground. Smirking, Nero slashed his knife across her cheek. Des kicked him in the knee, hard, making him groan. A second cannon fired and she heard Allure yelp in pain.

Suddenly, a knife was thrust into Des's gut. She grit her teeth, fighting the urge to cry, and swung her ax. It sank deep into Nero's chest. His cannon fired as she fell to her knees, clutching the handle of the blade. There was a crack, and a fourth cannon went off.

Porsche limped over to Des as quickly as she could.

"Hang on," Porsche gasped. "I can help. We have first aid stuff back at camp!" She turned to leave, but Des grabbed her wrist.

"No use," she panted. "Porsche. You have to win." She took Porsche's hand in hers, ignoring the blood blooming from her gut.

"I'll do my very best," Porsche said, trying for a smile. She bent down and pressed a light kiss to Des's forehead. Then she sat with Des until she died.

Hey everyone! Sorry for the big gap between updates! I really want to wrap up this story so I can reveal the victor and feature them in other stories! I'm sorry this is a shorter chapter, but I felt like a third POV would be out of place, and I really wanted to update. This is actually the last chapter before the finale. And yes, we do have nine tributes left. I have big plans.

EULOGIES

14th: Anthony Morgan (killed by Bess)
Believe it or not, Anthony was my original victor. I wanted a male victor, and I realized I didn't have many Career victors. And I just vibed with him in a way I didn't with some of the other tributes. But then I re-read all the forms and someone else stood out to me more. RIP.

13th: Bess Carver (killed by Nero)
Bess was super cool and I wish I could have shown her and Omar's friendship more. I'm sorry she had to go, but hey, she killed a Career! Bess was a great tribute, a great ally, and a great friend. She'll be missed. RIP.

12th: Nero Inculta (killed by Desiree)
Nero was also one of my victor contenders for a bit, but he was overshadowed by Anthony the more I wrote. He was a cool guy and I had a ton of fun writing him. I liked adding little details about his life as a relation to a victor and I wish I could have done more with him. RIP.

11th: Allure Beldam (killed by Porsche)
Allure was a blast to write since she was a such a brat. I love 1Fs like that (no idea why) and so Allure was right up my alley. She was never a victor, but she moved the plot along, and she added some spice to the nice Career Pack. RIP.

10th: Desiree Redwood (killed by Nero)
Des, my chaotic lesbian. I really grew to like you, so killing you off was difficult. Your Muscles alliance with Porsche and Bess was my favorite, and because of that, I knew you'd all go down taking out the Careers. RIP.

ALLIANCES

The Motivated Ones:
- Chey
- Gigi

Cat Lovers:
- Taroh
- Kjole

Loners:
- Nailah
- Porsche
- Oberon
- Mazie
- Soleil

Have a nice day, be kind to each other, and never stop reading!

- Fiona