User blog:PumPumPumpkin :3/Welcome to the 16th annual Hunger Games!

THE 16TH ANNUAL HUNGER GAMES!
Hi! These are my first games ever on this wikia and I plan to make them great!

Please, be polite and have fun! >w<

These games will contain swearing and suggestive/sexual themes. If you´re not okay with that, I expect you to leave.

Thank you.

Rules To The Games
1. It´s three tributes per user, and I accept wikia contributors.

2. You should give your tributes advice before the private sessions and after every day in the arena. Tributes that gets advice will have a higher chance of survival, but I don´t see advice as manditory.

3. Please use good and polite language.

4. If you ask me for a sponsor gift to give to your tribute, I may feel like giving it. But It`s very unlikely.

5. This will be a regular hunger games with only twelve districts competing. There are no such thing as district 13 or district 14 in these games.

6. Alliances will be posted after the training and the arena will be revealed when I have all the tributes. You can leave a comment saying who you want your tribute to ally with. If you don´t say the alliance of your tributes, I will put them in a random alliance or classify them as loners.

7. I will do reapings, training and training scores before the games start.

8. I will write the reapings, training and the games in POV. It´s the writing style I´m most comfortable with.

9. Reservations lasts for 24 hours.

HAPPY HUNGER GAMES!

AND MAY THE ODDS BE EVER IN YOUR FAVOR!



Tribute Template
<p style="text-align: center;">Remember, I only need a name, an age and a single weapon, but it´s easier for me to write when I know a good deal about the tributes, so please use this template!

<p style="text-align: center;">Name of tribute

<p style="text-align: center;">Age

<p style="text-align: center;">Gender

<p style="text-align: center;">District

<p style="text-align: center;">Appearance

<p style="text-align: center;">Personailty

<p style="text-align: center;">Weapon

<p style="text-align: center;">Strengths

<p style="text-align: center;">Weaknesses

<p style="text-align: center;">Alliance

<p style="text-align: center;">Games strategy

<p style="text-align: center;">Remember, making a lunaii for your tribute is totally optional. If you don´t make a lunaii, I will, so don´t worry! :D

<p style="text-align: center;">

The Alliances
Careers : Lucas Ricardo (1), Nova Rogue (1), Crimson Vine (2), Alexis Mitchell (2), Whistle Frost (4), Misty Freeman (4), Drak Dormaus (6), Sara Stone (8)

District 7, 8, 10, 11 and 12 Alliance : Summanus Ida (7), Ali Ryan (7), Nile Flame (8), Cassius Fallow (10), Dolly Woof (10), Calypso Circuit (11) and Melanoi Jet (12)

District 3, 5 and 6 Alliance : Nox Rimmer (3), Beatice Popdoblous (3), Rouge Nason (5), Luna Fern (6)

Loners : Micah Flare (5), Shen Seraph (9), Amaryllis Heart (9), Saturn Volt (11), Parker Summers (12)

The Arena
The arena will be a ginormous snow-filled artic forest surrounded by mountains. The mountains are too high to climb, but you can find small caves by the foot of it, and those caves are perfect for shelter. As the arena is in an artic environment, It´s very dark in the morning, the afternoon, evening and it´s almost impossible to see in the night without night-vision glasses. It is also incredibly cold in the night, and the natural death that will be most common is freezing to death. But if you can ligth a fire using the wood you can find in the forest, or grabbing a blanket or an artic jacket at the cornocopia, it won´t be a problem. The forest is also home to some classic mutts. There are lynx mutts, which hunt in packs of three to four animals and they will eat you alive. If you manage to kill some, they give very good and filling meat. The same goes for the wolf mutts. They are tastly if dead, but lethal alive. Their fur is completely white, matching the snow, so they are tricky to spot at distance. And lastly there is the yeti mutt. There is only one, but one yeti is dangerous enough. The yeti lives at the top of the mountain farthest to the north and will occasioanly come down to kill tributes. He cannot climb threes though, so if a tribute climbs up a three in time, he/she will be spared. Both the lynx mutt and the wolf mutt are randomly spawned across the very large arena. A blizzard will also randomly start at a location in the arena once a day. The blizzard will last for two hours, and it is extremely dangerous. There are small rivers and ponds dotted across the arena, filled with ice-cold water. The snow is not safe to melt and drink, as it contains lots of bacteria and mutt poop. If you are good at plant indentification, you will have no need to hunt for food, as the arena is filled with lots of edible plants, hidden beneath the snow. But some are poisonous, so be careful! Finally, the cornocopia is located in a clearing in the exsact middle of the arena.

The Reapings
DISTRICT 1 : LUCAS RICARDO´S POV

This is the day, my day, the reaping day, I think as I decend the stairs from the lounge on the second floor to the kitchen downstairs. I am motivated and serious today, because I am going to volunteer. I have been awake all night, thinking about it, and I am sure that this is my year. The year I will be crowned victor of The Hunger Games. I sit down at the kitchen table, next to my father. "So, are you volunteering?" He asks me. I smile to him and say "Yes". His face flushes up in pride and he smiles to me happily. "Atta boy." He says as he claps me heartily on the shoulder. I quickly gobble up my breakfast and walk into the streets, towards the town square.

As I reach the town square I see that it has been beautifully decorated for reaping day. Golden banners flowing from the stage roof says "Happy Hunger Games!" in big, red letters. Many younger kids in the crowd have baloons shaped like swords or panem´s seal. Grubby people at the outskirts of the spectators are already beginning to swap rumors on who is going to volunteer and who to bet on this year. Many of the thousands of citizens in the square have hats and other hunger games merchandise. As the district´s escort makes her appearance on the stage, with vibrat green hair and all, the crowd explodes with cheers. I join in too. "WOOOOOO" I scream at the top of my lungs. "Ladies first!" She says and snags a small paper slip from the girl´s bowl.

"Nova Rogue." A girl I used to have a summer fling with steps from the crowd. I remember her now, her beautiful platina blonde hair, her pretty face and her very soft breasts.... I daze out for a little bit, thinking about her huge natural breasts, and the next I know is our escort saying "Alder Jonath-" while reading on a small paper slip. I snap out the breast-daze and roar "I VOLUNTEER!" The escort pulls me up to the stage and I get a ton of appaluse from the crowd. The last thing I see before I am being shunned into the justice building, is my father´s proud face, shining with tears.

DISTRICT 2 : ALEXIS MITCHELL´S POV

"Alexis Mitchell" Our district´s escort, a man with rainbow-colored hair, reads off a paper slip. Me. I am both shocked and happy at the same time. I walk automaticly through ther masses of other children and teens, towards the stage. The escort is beckoning me to the stage, and I quicken up my pace. I climb the short fligth of stairs, while I am both laughing and crying inside of me. I didn´t want to go into the games, but I know I still have good chances of winning. I take my position on the left side of the escort. He reads "Peter McHall" off another small paper slip, but before he can finish, a twelve year old boy with dark-red hair steps out of the crowd and screams "I VOLUNTEER!" I am shocked and appaled. A twelve year old volunteers for the games? He must be one sick bastard. He walks up on the stage and takes his place to the right side of the escort. He looks me in the eyes. His eyes are not of a regular twelve year old, they are full of evil. He mouths to me : "I´m going to kill you." I´m scared. Of a twelve year old. I´m screwed.

DISTRICT 3 : NOX RIMMER´S POV

The first thing I see as I step out of the asylum is sunlight. I usually live in the asylum year around, but I have to be at the reaping, even if I am totally insane. I am bound up in a straigthjacket and with peacekeepers at my side, so to protect others from me. It´s a beautiful summer day in district 3 and there are small sparrows floating around in the air on ligth wings. I gaze at them, mesmerised, as the peacekeepers escort me through the town and to the square where the reaping will take place.

Thuough district 3 has a very small population, the group of people looks very big when crammed into such a small space as the town square. The stage has been buildt up last nigth, and district 3´s escort, a very fat woman with white hair set up in a beehive, is walking over it, towards the reaping bowls. The stage is creaking dangerously under her enormous weigth. I breifly get a mental image of her falling through the stage and how the Capitol would laugth at that. "The ladies first." The escort says as always in her deep bass voice.

"Beatice Popdoblous." An eigthteen year old girl steps out from the crowd and walks firmly towards the stage. I knew her, I was that mean, ugly girl that everyone picked on at school. She looked like she was on the verge of tears, but a few girls standing rigth by the edge of the stage looked excited. I bet everything I have that those girls hated her and was looking forward to seeing her get killed. Those bitches. I feel a strong urge to jump at them and rip out their eyeballs.

"Nox Rimmer." The escort´s deep voice rings out over the town square. I walk stiffly towards the stage, and take my place by the side of our escort. She begins to congratulate us and talk about what an great opportunity this is, but there is only one thought in my head rigth now. I am going to die.

DISTRICT 4 : MISTY FREEMAN´S POV

The sharp needle punchures my sensitive skin on my fingertip. I bite my lip, so not to moan in pain. God, that hurt. I huddle together with the other twelve year olds at my very first reaping. Even though I am a careers tribute and I have been in a hunger games academy for training since I was seven, I am still very scared and I will definitively not volunteer. I really don´t want to die on national broadcasted television while my parents are watching. Luckily my name is only on one paper slip in the girl´s bowl, and I have never been taking tessserae. I will never, either. My chances for being reaped are as low as they can get.

District 4´s escort makes her usual dramatic entrance by shooting up from the sea behind the stage. In district 4 the stage is always buildt at the docks, and she always makes her entrance like this. Some may think this get´s boring after a while, but here in district 4 it´s a loved tradition. She then begins a long speech about the dark days, the rebellion and the hunger games. The first half of the speech was kind of exciting, but for the rest of it I was more interested in watching a ladybug sitting in my palm. "Now, ladies first!" I focus again on the reaping, just as the escort pulls out a small paper slip. "Misty Freeman."

I stand in the crowd of twelve year olds, shocked. How could it be me? My name was only in there once! Maybe someone will volunteer! I find my sister by the other seventeen year olds, but she seemes to be too shocked too speak. The other children of district 4 is stepping away from me, like I am contaminated by a deadly bacteria. I walk alone to the stage and stand there with the escort, figthing desperatly to keep the tears at bay. I don´t even pay attension as the boy, "Whistle Frost" is reaped. I lock eyes with my sister, maybe for the last time ever. She is crying.

DISTRICT 5 : MICAH FLARE

Oh no, Its reaping day. That is the first though that hits my mind as I sit up in my old and dusty bed. It creaks loudly as I jump off it and pull a white fancy shirt and jet-black pants. These are my best clothes, all the other clothes I have are grey t-shirts and old, saggy pants are my normal "outfit". I tuck the shirt into my pants as I make my way to our kitchen, which also doubles as a bedroom for my five months old little brother. My mother is already sitting by the small, spindly wooden table, looking grim and tired. We both help ourself to some bread. It isn´t tasty, or good, but It´s the only bread we have. We slosh the dry bread with a simple glass of water. My mother is always looking sad and grim on the reaping day, as it was this very day when my father left her with an unborn child. Since then, we have been extremely poor, and I can´t go to school anymore, instead I work ten hours every day. With the exeption of this day. The reaping day.

I stand in the crowd of eigthteen year olds, waiting for our district´s escort. Soemone is tapping me on the shoulder. I turn around and see my girlfriend, Melissa. We share a long, passionate french kiss. I try to hold it as long possible, because I know that there are fifty slips of paper in the boy´s bowl with my name. But all to soon, the kiss ends and the escort of district 5 enters the stage. "Welcome to this happy, happy day!" How dare she be so happy when she is about to send two poor kids to their deaths? She beins the long droon about the history of the hunger games, but all I can think of is what if I get reaped. What will happen with mom and my little brother?

"Rouge Nason." A girl with shoulder-long brown hair steps out from the crowd and walks slwoly, like in a dream, up to the stage and her doom. The escort smiles juvilantly to the poor girl, like a savage animal that just caugth a peticularly tasty treat. I just want to punch the damned escort in her stupid face so bad! Then, the boys. "Micah Flare." I knew I had bad odds, I am not surprised. I step bravely from the crowd, I want to face almost certain death with bravery. The escort gives me the same disturbing grin, and I try to keep calm. As I take my place beside that damned escort, she begins to talk about what an great honor we have got. I am about to raise my fist to throw a punch at her when someone in the crowd whisperers my name. I look down. Melissa is looking at he with a single tear streaking her face. She sends me a kiss and I understand the message. "I love you, and I always will. Always."

DISTRICT 6 : LUNA FERN`S POV

I take my place by the fifteen year olds at the town square. It is reaping day, and I´m very scared. Blood is seeping from a small punchure on my fingertip. I stand with my bestfriend, Lillian, and try to small talk. But it´s very hard trying to hold an polite conversation when you could be picked to figth to the death in just five minutes. I can´t stand the tension anymore, and I break down on my best friend, crying my eyes out. She patts me sympateticly on the head and hugs me hard. That´s what I like about Lillian, she never asks questions and she has always a shoulder to weep on. "Welcome, welcome, to this years reapins!" Our escort, an old, wrinkily man with black hair and purple skin says in his drooning voice. He never manages to catch my attension, and his speech about the history of the hunger games is a blur for me, as I try to wipe my face clean of the tears. Then, I am being brought back to reality in a horrible way. "Luna Fern."

Now I can´t hold the tears back anymore. I cry, while standing on the stage, with a confused escort beside me. I don´t care about the cameras filming this, and that all the other tributes will see me as an easy target. The boy get´s reaped, but I don´t care about "Drak Dormaus." I care about home, my parents and Lillian. And then the peacekeepers shun me inside the justice building, and I am gone from this world.

DISTRCT 7 : SUMMANUS IDA´S POV

"Ali Ryan." District seven`s escort reads off a small paper slip. I watch as a girl with long, wavy brown hair walks up to the stage, her legs shaking. I feel bad for her. It`s always sad on reaping day, to see a girl getting picked to die on national television. I have seen her at school sometimes, and now that she`s gone, I wish I had talked to her, gotten to know her. But that won`t happen now. Our escort snags another paper slip, this time from the boys bowl. I know that I have a little too many slips of paper in there, so I can`t feel too safe. I have been taking tesserae for my six younger siblings since I was thirteen, because my parents got killed by a freak accident in the woods. Luckily, if I get reaped, I know many other people that could help them survive.

"Sumn.. Saumm.... no, wait... Summusas Ida." It annoys me that I am going to figth to the death against twentythree other tributes in just a week, and the escort can`t even get my name rigth. Oh, well, I`m most likely going to die anyways, so I guess it doesn`t really matter.

DISTRICT 8 : SARA STONE`S POV

I feel like fainting. All of the other kids around me step away, so I have a clean way to the stage. I had been reaped. For the hunger games. For my almost certain death. I Want to run away, to hide and never come back. But if I do that the peacekeepers will kill me. I desperately try to hold my tears back, or else I won`t get any sponsors. I want to at least try to win the games, I want to go down in a figth. I won`t break down and weep, I will stand strong and figth to the end. That`s what I think as I shake hands with my district partner, Nile Flame. He also seemes scared, but I know that he also will figth till the bitter end.

DISTRCT 9 : SHEN SERAPH`S POV

I am ready. Ready to volunteer. It has been swirling around in my head the whole last nigth. The though of me, sitting at the winner´s podium. Being interviewed after winning the hunger games. After killing countless tibutes in my journey to victory. President Snow crowning me as victor in front of the whole nation of Panem. Shen Seraph, the victor from district 9 who won so surperiourly over all the twentythree other tributes. "The ladies first!" Our district´s escort, a bubbly woman with blue hair set up in two braids that are sweeping the floor of the stage, grabs a paper slip from the girl´s bowl.

"Amaryllis Heart." A red-haired girl with green eyes walks firmly up the staircase to the stage. She is wearing a poker face, but I know that under the mask she is dead scared. She will be the first to die, I`ll make sure of that. "Now for the boys!" our escort calls out while snagging another paper slip, this time from the boy´s bowl. I don´t give her time to read it, I immeatly scream "I VOLUNTEER!" The escort looks shocked, volunteers are so unusual in our district. I walk proudly up to the stage and shake hands with the girl. I take one last look at the crowd. I am happy to see that they are shocked, too. It´s good news for me, I have to make an impression to the sponsors in capitol if I am to win these games.

DISTRICT 10 : DOLLY WOOF`S POV

"It´s reaping day, isn´t it?" I ask my mother over the kitchen table. She munches down her food, and replies. "Yes, It is." She looks sad, and I can´t blaim her. I have probably the worst of odds of all the kids in my age group. I have been taken so much tesserae over the two times I have been qualified for the reapings, that I have now twentytwo slips of paper. That is bad odds. REALLY bad odds. But if I get chosen, my family will still be able to stay alive. But Kyle and Chase will have to get jobs including their school, but they are only eigth years old. When I think about what the capitol and President Snow makes us all do, the people of Panem, I just want to scream out loud. For all the misery. All the starvation. All the deaths. All the hunger games.

"Dolly Woof." District 10´s escort says in his clear, booming voice. I stand, frozen, in the middle of the crowd of potensial tributes. But half of them won´t be in danger anymore, I am the female tribute from district 10 in the 16th annula hunger games. I swallow the big lump in my throath and march to the stage and take my position beside the escort. Before the reality sinks in, the boy gets reaped. "Cassius Fallow." I know him, he´s the eigthteen year old boy that lives on the farm next to us. He´s very tall and handsome, with dark hair and huge muscles. He´ll have a fair chance at the games, but I will be crushed like a bug.

DISTRICT 11 : SATURN VOLT`S POV

I stick my head out of the three I´m stationed at. I see the read flag symbolizing the end of work. I yell out over the green-filled orchards. "Work is out!" I am normally the one to call everyone out of work for the day, but not today. Today I´m in the overcrowded town square. Waiting. Waiting for the reapings, waiting for the hunger games. Finally, our escort, a young man with white hair and blood-red eyes enter the stage. "Hello, District 11, and welcome to the 16th annual hunger games!" He raises his arms, as to expect applause, but the crowd is mute. After a very akward silence, the escort pulls the show back. "The girls first!"

"Calypso Circuit." I watch as a blonde girl climb the stairs to the stage. She is very pretty, I think to myself, very sad to lose her. Then, the boys. "Saturn Volt." I freeze like a statue as I hear my own name. Me! My breathing goes faster, I´m starting to panic. In my strike of panic, I run though the crowd, but not for the stage, but for the streets. I hear peacekeepers running after me, and then I feel a shock of electricity in my back. But then the world turns black.

DISTRCT 12 : MELANOI JET`S POV

"Melanoi Jet." I knew it. I expected it. I already had fifty-seven paper slips with my name in for the hunger games. I had been taken six tesserae a year since I was twelve, and now I am sixteen. I figth back the tears and walk proudly to the stage, into the grasps of the Capitol, knowing that I may never come back again. The escort acually looks very sad for me, which surprises me. She really looks like she would do anything for me not to participate. But now I have to. I know that nobody will volunteer for me. Sure enough, when the escort calls for volunteers, thera are no answers. Nobody want to save me, to spare me. Nobody.

"Parker Summers." I gasp as the boy I have had an crush on for four years walk to the stage. He seems to have a poker face strapped on his face, it´s impossible to see what lies under it. The escort also looks sadly over at him, too. I can feel how tough it must be for her, to pick two kids who shall be sacrificed. She has to feel very much guilt, like she is the one murdering them. I wouldn`t be escort even if they paid me a million coins for it. I then shake hands with Parker, and then we are both pushed into the justice building.

The Training Days
TRAINING DAY 1 :

D6 DRAK DORMAUS`S POV

Finally the head training instructor, Thias, is finished with his boring speech. He just told us all about how important survival skills will be and shit like that. Whatever, knot tying won`t get you kills! I have been planning to get into the careers, so I head straigth for the deadly weapons. I pick up a short, pointy sword and begin to swing it at a training dummy. First swing, and it´s rigth arm falls off. Second swing, the left arm. One last swing, and the dummy´s head goes flying though the air and lands at the feet of the distrct 1 girl. She smiles at me and nods approvingly. I get the message. I`m accepted. I walk briskly over to them. The 4 girl, who I hear is called Misty, shakes my hand, and the 1 boy claps me on the shoulder. I try to make friends with them, but I secretly mistrust them greatly. Careers are careers, however nice they seem to be.

D9 AMARYLLIS HEART`S POV

After Thias´s speech was over, I headed straigth over to the plant identification. I have a feeling food will be slim in the arena, and I plan to run away from the cornocopia straigth away, so this skill may be the difference from life and death for me. This is totally new to me, but I do surprisingly good. I only make one mistake at the test, but I know that mistake would have killed me in the arena, so I try again. After an hour, I´m confident I have memorized all the plants. I walk away and end up at the fire making station with the girl from 11. She seems nice and a good contender, but I don`t want any allies. That will just slow me down and get me killed. I prefered to be alone back home too. I feel I´m really nailing the fire making, so I go to the rope climbing station. I do fairly good there too. Suddenly I feel someone watching me. I turn around and see Shen (9), my district partner. He smiled dangerously at me and whisperers : "I can`t wait to kill you at the bloodbath." Yeah, rigth, lets just see about that.

D8 NILE FLAME`S POV

I sit at the lunch table with my new allies. Summanus (7) and Ali (7), who are both very good with weapons and very strong. Cassius (10), who sports superhuman strength and excellent sword techinces, has also joined. Dolly (10) and Calypso (11) are both incredible in knife techinces and agility. We have appointed Melanoi (12) as the leader of the alliance. She is a champion at climbing and sneaking, as well as plant indentification. We also asked the nine girl to join, but she declined, which I don´t get. How can she hope to get far in the games without allies? A few tables away from ours, there is also another alliance brewing, including both tributes from 3, and the females from 5 and 6, but none of them seemes like theaths, but maybe they´ll surprise me? A few tributes are also sitting alone, and some of them, like the 5 male are big threaths, but most of them seem harmless. The careers, sitting farthest from out table, have also recruited the 6 boy and Sara, my distrct partner. I am disgusted by her, acually joining the careers, they are such rich snobbs! But I have to admit, it´s probably one of the careers pack that will win, but I still won`give up!

D5 ROUGE NASON`S POV

I`m sitting at our alliance´s table, talking to Luna (6). She is very nice and we´re now almost friend, but we both know that we both are probably gonna die in the next couple of days. Beatice (3) none in our alliance really likes. She is both dumb and annoying, but we may need her, as she is a killer with the crossbow. The only reason we let Nox (3) join was that we feel sorry for him. He´s severly mentally sick, and will certainly die. He sitiing, sligthly cross-eyed, chewing at the edge of the table. We pull him away from it and give him the food to digest instead. The lunch bell rings, signalizing the start of training again. The alliance walks into the training basement again. We split up, Nox (3) and Beatice (3) going to the knot tying station, while me and Luna (6) goes to the spear throwing station. Both of us suck at this, we hear the laugh of the careers, and we both blush and walk away from the station. What if the cornocopia is filled with only spears? Then we are both dead.

TRAINING DAY 2 : 

D11 CALYPSO CIRCUIT`S POV

I walk drowsily out of the elevator and into the training center basement. I`m awfully tired because I was up all night, with gruesome nightmares. I saw myself being decapitated, tortured and drowned. I froze to death, sarved into skin and bones and got eaten by savage animals. The nightmares kept themselves in me for the whole night, and I can hardly stand up without getting dizzy out of drowsiness. I stumble around the training room, and finally deciding on visiting the gauntlet. I climb the edge and the training instructors start the machine. After just two minutes, I trip and fall to the floor. I hear muffled laughter around me. I stand up and feel that my nose has broken, and blood is flowing from it. The medics come rushing for my assisstance. They heave me up from the floor and rush me into a small, dimly lit room. They give me an painful injection in the arm, and then everything goes black.

D1 NOVA ROGUE`S POV

I am stationed with Alexis (2) at the bow shooting, not for practice, but to scout for threaths and allies of the careers. I am observing the 5 boy as he slices straigth through a training dummy with one swing. He would be very useful, but I already asked for him to join, but he acually spat at my boots and walked away. I´ll make him pay for that by killing him at first chance. "Look at that guy." Alexis (2) says and points out the male from 10. I have to admit, he looks very promising, both in looks and strong. He´ll definitively get lots of sponsors, and he could be very useful in the arena. I know that if only I go over there and ask him, he´ll probably deline, so I take with me all of the careers and approach him. "Hey, you look strong!" I say to him with a winning smile. He gives us a cold look. "No." His firm voice tells me that he will not budge, whatever I say, so I turn and sweep the careers pack with me. Well, I´m just gonna have to kill him in the arena, then.

D10 CASSIUS FALLOW`S POV

The careers look very frustrated and annoyed as they walk away from me. They just asked me to join them, but I immedeatly declined. I already have an alliance, and I hate the living skin of all the careers. They can all go to hell. I´m at the spear throwing station, hitting the chest of the training dummies every time. I glance around the room, looking for my allies. Dolly (10) and Nile (8) is sitting with Melanoi (12) at the plant indentification place. It looks like Melanoi is trying to learn Dolly and Nile some basic plants, by they are bad students. Both get multiple mistakes at the test. Summanus (7) and Ali (7), I noticed, is always at the same stations. They seem to have become very good friends, and are equals in skill. They are lifting themselves up from the ground at the rope course. The last member of our alliance, Calypso (11), was just shunned inside a side chamber, and hasn´t returned yet. She fell from the gauntlet, and broke her nose pretty badly. I focus again at the training as I head for the running course. Beatice (3) is already there, but she quickly stumbles off and walk off to the fire making station, cursing wildly. I jump up on the running course, and begin to sprint. It is acually very refreshing, to do something as normal as running, as there is so mush crazy stuff going around. But I reming myself, this IS the hunger games, and crazy is a big part of it.

D3 BEATICE POPDOBLOUS`S POV

"Stupid shitty running course!" I scream as I walk briskly from the running course and to the fire making station, meeting up with Nox (3), my district partner. I don`t like him too much, he´s so wierd. He also tried to claw my eyes out yesterday with his bare hands. I wanted to leave him, but of course Rouge (5) and Luna (6) was all like : Oohhh, poor little guy, we can´t just leave him! Those bitches are way to soft, I personally just want to kill them, and Nox (3) too. He´s nothing but trouble. I sit crawning two rocks together, trying to make sparks, but no luck. I feel exeptionally foolish. I suddenly feel an odd prickling sensation in my back, as if someone is watching me. I turn and there the careers stand, looking haugthy at smiling juvilantly at me. They are probably already planning the best way to kill a weakling like me, so I think it´s time to impress them. I walk to the bow station, pick up the crossbow and aim at the dummies. I shoot at all of the dummies in rapid suggesion. After half a minute, all the dummie´s hearts have been pierced by an arrow, and the careers go away, looking shocked. Hah, good riddance!

D7 ALI RYAN`S POV

Me and Summanus (7) are at the weapons section, he´s learing me the basic techiches of axe swinging. Even though I live in the lumber distrct, I have never swung an axe before, but I do pretty good, but I still prefer a mace. Me and Summanus have became very good friends, and we´re even laughing together, even though we know that only one of us can survive. Even if I don´t say it out loud, I can´t help it but think of how attractive he is. He has big muscles and a handsome face with high cheekbones. I also catch him glancing at me occationly, but when he sees that I´m watching he quckly looks away. Even though I starting to develop feelings for Summanus, I know, and I hope he understands that this is The Hunger Games, and we can never get together. "Ali, come here for a sec." Summanus calls me, and I come over to him. As he looks down at me, I feel me face redden, but I don`t break the gaze. "Ali, I, uh..." He begins, but I stop his talking with a kiss. He hesitates for a moment, but then he kisses back fiercely. I don´t care that the room is filled with other tributes that are gaping at us, and I don´care about the instructors eying us sadly. In this lone moment, I only care about Summanus.

TRAINING DAY 3 :

D2 CRIMSON VINE`S POV

Today is the last day of training, but I wish the games could start today. I don´really interest myself with the training, because I am confident I can handle any situation that gets thrown at me in the arena. I step out of the elevator with my distrct partner Alexis (2), whom I have swore I would kill. We are both avoiding eachother´s gaze, and we stroll over to the other careers. This year is a pretty unusual year, as there is no less than three twelve year old careers. Me and Misty (4) and Whistle (4). But I´m not worried, there will only be one twelve year old alive after the games, and that will be me!

D12 PARKER SUMMER`S POV

I look over at the 7, 8, 10, 11 and 12 alliance. I wish I had the balls to ask them if I could join, but I have always been a shy guy. Even worse, my crush, Melanoi (12) is there, and she is the leader. I glance dreamily at her, her long brown hair, her beautiful grey eyes... The luch bell rings, signalizing that it´s training time. I´m looking over at the other tributes without alliances. The nine boy, Shen, seems both rude and scary, so no way I´m forming an alliance with him, and I don´t trust the 9 girl longer than I can throw her. The big 5 guy seems strong and like a big contender, but he´s very rough and keeping himself alone. And the distrct 11 boy just seems plain strange. In the end I´m left with absolutely no potensial allies, so the only solution is to go loner. I´m so dead.

D4 WHISTE FROST`S POV

I sit at the comaflague station, alone. All the other careers are at the heavy weapons stations, trying to intimidate tributes. The other careers don´t understand why I bother with this long forgotten station, but I see the use of camofague. I plan to ditch the careers in the middle of the games, and stay hidden. If I am to see, but not to be seen myself, I must know how to camoflauge myself. I have of course told none of the careers my games strategy, because I don´t trust any of them. Well, maybe I trust Misty (4) a little, but not enough to tell her this. Even though I´m the smallest career and the one with the least of training, I am still determined to win this. For my family. For the honor of distrct 4. And most of all, to save my life. Misty (4) is walking away from the other careers and is now sitting beside me."Hello, there handsome!" She says in a soft whisper. I am confused. What kind of strategy is this. Is she flirting with me so she can gain my trust, or does she really like me? I`m guessing I`ll never know, as the instructors call out that it´s time for the privat sessions. Shit, already?

Day 1/ The Bloodbath : Red Blood And White Show
D10 CASSIUS FALLOW`S POV

I step into the transportation tube that will bring me to the arena, to the evil clutches of the games. I haven´t got a single clue to what kind of arena we will be competing in. With "we" I mean me and the twentyfour other tributes, and twentythree of us are going to die. Maybe I will die in a few days. maybe it´s just a few minutes until my death? Maybe I will be gone from this world before I even know it? I hope so, if I am to die, I want it to be quick. The tube begins to move upwards, and I feel very sick. The tube comes nearer and nearer it´s destination, as I get the first hint on the arena. Cold. Biting cold gripps me. Oh shit, the tempature will be a big problem, because this years arena outfit is just a simple white tank top and loose, black pants. The cold will probably mean death for many tributes, maybe even me? I can´t imagine freezing to death would be too comfortable, and I acually hope I will just get killed rigth away in the bloodbath. No, I shall at least try!

D12 MELANOI JET`S POV

I watch as my ally, Cassius (10) is lifted up to the cold and unwelcome arena. I was the first to get lifted here, so I have used my extra time to study the enviroment. The cornocopia is in the middle of a snow-covered clearing surrounded be giant pine threes. I see huge mountains, topped with snow, in the distance in every direction. I again focus on the cornocopia, just as the boy from 11 gets raised up. The golden horn is filled with helpful supplies that may mean the difference between death and survival here in the arena. But it will also mean blood willbe shed and spread over the glittering snow. Red blood and white snow. Suddenly I spot my most desired object in the cornocopia. An artic jacket. With this years ligth arena outfit and the low tempatures, keeping warm will be key for survival. I´m already posistioning me to make a run for it, just as all the tributes have arrived and the countdown starts. 60, 50, 40...

D2 ALEXIS MITCHELL`S POV

30 seconds left. I glance around at my fellow tributes, scouting for theats to kill. The 5 boy is stationed next to the 9 female and Nova (1). I catch her eye, nod my head at the 5 male, and winks at her. She gets the message. ''Let´s kill him first. ''I gaze quickly over to the tributes statued next to me. By my rigth side stands the 6 girl, and to my left, the guy from 12. I look at the cornocopia, looking for weapons, just as the timer reaches 20. I spot what I was looking for, a sharp, douple-headed axe made of shimmering metal. That is without no doubt my weapon. None of the other stuff in there interests me as mush as that axe. I´m already fantasizing about chopping a tributes head off with a single swing. I can`t wait. Then, 10 seconds. 9. 8. 7. 6. 5. 4. 3. I´ts time. 2. 1. GONG!!

D9 AMARYLLIS HEART`S POV

I knew that I would risk getting killed at the bloodbath, but those supplies were so tempting! I decided to just snag a few items laying close, but soon found myself in the thick of combat. I snatch a small, pointy knife and a small bakcpack from the frosty ground. But that proved to be a big mistake. Just as I turn towards the forest, I feel something smash into me from the side. Someone pins me to the ground and I feel the sharp point of a blade at my throath. My district partner, Shen (9), crouching over me with a silver sickle, an evil grin on his face. "I told you I was going to kill you!" but he doesn´t know about my knife, and then he raises his sickle, ready to bring it down upon my face. I only have a seconds chance, his arms go up and his sides are unprotected. I plunge my knife into his vurnerable and throw him off me. I hear him howling in agony as I rush away from the bloodbath, into the dense and mysterious forest, filled with unknown threaths.

D7 SUMMANUS IDA`S POV

Me and Ali (7) have decided to figth in the bloodbath. Most of our alliance are hiding in the forest, waiting for us. Cassius (10) also have joined us in our task to gather supplies for the whole alliance. I have just picked up a small, sharp dagger when the 3 girl is suddenly running at me. She wields a spear in her hands and is screaming some sort of war cry. I easily dodge her assault, and retaliates by slashing her throath open with my dagger. Her limp body crumbles to the snow, and blood is oozing out of her wound. She is finished. "Summanus!" I hear Ali´s (7) cry over the sound of the battle, and turns over to her. A knife is headed, like in slow-motion, towards her from the direction of the 1 boy. I don´t have time to ask questions of kill the careers, I just simply fling myself in front of Ali, shielding her from harm´s way. I feel a searing pain before I drop to the ground. The last thing I see before I lose consiousness is Ali´s face, fresh tears on her face, holding my hand, begging me to stay with her. "Get away.." I almost plead to her to get away from here, so she can survive, she has to win...

D1 NOVA ROGUE`S POV

I´ve finally aqired a set of butterfly swords. They were hard to find, but now that I got them, I can finally figth with my whole power. The sword´s first victim was the 11 girl. She was running around, searching franticly for something. But she soon stops as the pair of swords go into her body, one into her neck, the other in her spine. She fell limply to the ground, and definitively dead. I then run to come to Alexis´s (2) assistance. She has began figthing the 5 boy, the one we agreed to gang up on. He has aquired a sword and has a big backback on his back. He swings his sword at Alexis, but I knock it away with my beautiful swords. Before I can kill him, though, he run off to the woods. Oh well, at least the careers are doing great! Whistle (4) and Misty (4) have cornered the gigantic 10 male, Crimson (2) is cutting up the 11 boy´s stomach and face, and Lucas (1) has already killed the 7 male. I get another kill by flinging one of my butterfly swords in the back of Sara (8). Even though she is an ally of the careers, I´ve decided to kill her. The other careers don´t need to know I killed her, everyone else is too busy...

D4 MISTY FREEMAN`S POV

Me and Whistle (4) has just cornered the 10 male. Even though he´s eigthteen and huge, and we are just two twelve year olds, I am confident we can take him together. He may have gotten a 9 in training, but he is unarmed and I got a small dagger and Whistle (4) got a trident. I see Whistle shoooting his trident forward to impale it into the giant brute´s stmach, when something unexpected happens. The 10 boy grabs for the trident as it goes through the air, throws it up in the air. I stand there, shocked, as our opponent grabs Whistle and hurls him to the hard, snow-covered ground. I hear his neck snap, and I´m filled with rage. I jump up in the air, and bring the dagger down in the brute´s head, but he´s already gone. I see him running off with the 7 girl, they dissapear into the darkness of the pine threes. I´m going to avenge Whistle´s death by killing that stupid 10 boy, mark my work!

Day 1 /'The Bloodbath Aftermath : The Fallen
D6 LUNA FERN`S POV

Me and Rouge (5) si sitting at the top of a tall pine three, right after the bloodbath. It´s only us left in the alliance. Beatice (3) got herself killed almost at once, and Nox (3) even tried to kill me before he ran away from us. We have minimum with supplies, just a small sack of apples and two artic jackets. Good thing we got the jackets, though, or else we would be freezing to death now. They are comfortable and warm. We sit sharing a yellow apple. It tastes a little bland after the fantastic food of the capitol for a week. For a few minutes we just sit there, staring at eachother, muching some apple. Then we both jump up as the cannons gets fired. '''BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! '''Seven cannons. Seven dead tributes. We are both tired, so we pull our hoods of our jackets on, and fall into an uneasy sleep.

D8 NILE FLAME`S POV

Our alliance has made camp in the woods, and lit a fire so to chase away the suffocating darkness that came with the afternoon. We are all silent, griefing the death of Calypso (11) and Summanus (7), but Ali (7) is taking it the worst. She really seemed to have fallen in love with Summanus, and he gave his life to save hers. She is sitting by a three trunk, with a hollow, dead look on her face, staring at some point in the distance. "We should go over our supplies." Melanoi (12) takes the word, she has cried over our fallen allies too. We all follow her orders with stiff movements, we have been walking for the whole day to put as much distance between us and the careers. We managed to scamper two axes, a small sword and a bow, but no arrows. In survival supplies we got two packbacks filled with three bags of apples, a first aid kit, seven blankets, a big loaf of bread and a large packet of dried beef. But those supplies are going to deplete when they are going to be divided for five people. "Lets go hunting tomorrow." Dolly (10) says, and we all agree. Just before the night falls, they show the fallen on the sky. First the girl from 3. Than a surprise, the boy from 4. Summanus (7) illuminates the sky, and then he dissapears. I hear a muffled sob from Ali (7). I am happy to see that my distrct partner, the traitor, Sara (8) is dead. Hah! Then the scary boy from 9. Lastly they show the boy from 11 and Calypso (11). It´s time for sleep, I say to myself. I lay down on the ground, pulls my balnket over me, and almost instantly falls asleep.

THE FALLEN :
Beatice Popdoblous - District 3

Whistle Frost - District 4

Summanus Ida - District 7

Sara Stone - District 8

Shen Seraph - District 9

Calypso Circuit - District 11

Saturn Volt - District 11