Timber Faldun- Wandering Souls D7M

They picked me!

It was silly that was my first thought, but I was happy the Capitol thought I was cool enough to get picked to come back again. I had another chance to see my family, and it sounded like it had only been one Games since I died the first time., Dahlia wasn't here, but... maybe I could find someone else. I missed her, but a lot of people said she wasn't very nice. Maybe I was missing something. Either way, she was gone now, so all I could do was move on. Maybe I'd find someone else once I won. I was sure I would find someone else, actually. I'd have my whole life, and most people would want to be with a Victor. The only problem would be finding someone who actually liked me and didn't just want everything I had.

Katrina Moonshadow- Let the Good Times Roll D7F

It wouldn't be as bad as last time. That much I could be sure of. Titian was still the head Gamemaker, but this Games was going to be broadcast. I didn't remember everything Ferrari and I had gone through, but I remembered enough to know even most of the Capitolites wouldn't tolerate it. So this year we were looking at a nice, normal Games. Crazy how that could be a relief to me, but here we were. I would rather die by the Careers a hundred times than be alone with Titian again.

Deciduous Stowercraft- Swing Vote D7M

"Guess what!" the medic said, her eyebrows wiggling with excitement. "Your boyfriend is here, too!"

Tyler? I thought. Immediately I felt a flash of guilt. Jude, I mean. Jude, my boyfriend. The one I'd known for years. Not Tyler, the guy I'd only known a few days. Yes, we had something in the arena, but I couldn't pretend that was a substitution for a real relationship. But... how was Jude even here?

"He volunteered the year after you died," the medic said. "Isn't that great? You can be together!"

Yeah, great. My boyfriend was dead, but really it was a good thing! Now we could die together. That's true romance. I didn't even know what to think, honestly. Jude was dead. Jude wasn't dead. Jude was about to be right in front of me. And then Jude walked through the door.

Jude Sylvus- Swing Vote D7M

I hadn't been making very good decisions lately. What was I thinking, volunteering for the Games? I must have died pretty quickly, too, since I barely remembered anything. I could hardly believe the Resurrection Games were a thing, though. It was so nice of the Capitol to let me have another chance after I blew the first one. And of course, this way I would be able to be with someone I never thought I'd see again.

Deciduous looked just like I remembered him. We'd been apart for years, but neither of us had noticeably aged. I was the only one who looked different, and that was because the last time Deciduous saw me, I was hooked up to half a dozen machines in a hospital bed. That was all healed too, now, thanks to the Capitol. They'd given both of us a chance to have the life we dreamed of.

Oaken Mushroom- No Way Down D7M

Why did they send our mother to visit me in the Capitol? And why did she look so weirdly young? I remembered her hair being shorter, too. How long had I been dead?

My breath caught in my throat. I never thought it was true, how so many people said something took their breath away. But it failed in my chest with wet, wracking cramps.

"Clair," I said. Not our mother. "How long has it been?"

"Six years," she said, guessing what I'd thought with that twin synchronicity we must have never lost. "Just six years."

Jezzebell Fern- Descent into Madness D7F

Seems it had been a fair bit of time since my first Games. Most people would have been pretty broken up about that, but honestly I didn't have many people I missed. For my part, I was pretty happy I'd had some time out of the picture. Now no one would remember how I panicked in the Bloodbath- god, so embarrassing. On the bright side (or quite the opposite, ha ha) it was so dark in the arena probably no one even saw me. But then, no one would want to not see the Bloodbath, so probably there were night vision cameras in there. Rats. But it didn't matter, since I'd been dead for a decade. So all in all it was a good day for me. This time, no panicking in the Bloodbath. Or if I did, I was at least going to keep a straight face and only panic on the inside.

Jasmine Ashenvale- A Night to Remember D7F

I guess people expected me to say something like "the Great Spirit held me and then laid me back on the ground". Tell the truth, I hardly knew any of the old stories, and talking about any sort of creator was not looked kindly upon in Panem. All we had now were shards of the old ways- things like woodcarving techniques passed down through generations or a handful of ancient proverbs that had never lost their truth. I did know one thing, though. I was still a bear in spirit, like I always had been. Bears hibernate. And when they come back, they're ferocious.

Cloe Daleigh- Circle of Life D7F

"So Rose won?"

"Who?" the medic said. I looked up sharply at the reply. Rose O'Durren? The Victor? Because for sure she won, right? So why don't you know the name?

"Rose O'Durren," I said. "From One?"

"Oh, her. The one who came in second," the medic said.

"Second?" I groaned. Valerian came out on top, then. Ugh, she was going to be so insufferable about it.

"Hlenn won, silly. Oh, right, you were dead then," the medic said, not even sarcastically. She was just so clueless she forgot I was dead.

"I suppose she won't want to ally again," I said, mostly to myself.

"Oh, she's not here," the medic said.

"What?" They picked me but not Rose? I was starting to think I didn't understand the Capitol at all. Which was ominous, since I still wanted to be a Peacekeeper if I got out of this one. Not that I even knew anything about the nation I'd be defending anymore...

Keylor Herald- Into Thin Air D7M

There really was no way to go but down for me. I'd gone from a mountain to a hospital bed, not only back to square one, but even farther back than when I'd started. There were more than a hundred of us now, and all handpicked for being the best or the brightest or at least the most entertaining. It was a lot of pressure, honestly. Someone out of us would be the first to die in the Bloodbath. They could have been second place last time around, just inches from winning it all. But none of that mattered here. Our slates had been wiped clean and we were only as good as our last fight. I wondered if my glove was still up there in whatever monument the Capitol had made of our last arena. I couldn't imagine anyone would go up there when it was so cold and hard to breathe. Unless there was a monorail or something, my glove would probably be there forever. Chances were it would be there long after I was gone again.

Braddock Simpson- Circle of Life D7M

People got brought back for Resurrection Games for a variety of reasons. Mostly it was because they did well the first time around and had a chance of winning with another shot. Others had a relationship with another Tribute, or others were funny or photogenic. Then there were those of us brought back to kill. Luckily for them, I didn't care. Everyone else here had their chance, just like me. I'd kill them as fast as they'd kill me. There was no mercy in the arena and no exceptions. There's only one winner. If the only way there is to cut down everyone in my way, then let the bodies hit the floor.