User blog:Annamisasa/The 100th annual hunger game/ Anna's second hunger game

Hi there!
I made my first game a little time ago and it was extremely acdicting because I love writing and I got great responds so here I am with my second game. This will be a quater-quell. Like last time this game will have private trainingsession but this time it will also have reapings. There will be no interiews or chariot rides. And ones again remember that I am from denmark and that english is only my second language. My grammar will be pretty bad! Reservations last for three days.

Rules

 * BE ACTIVE!!! Give your tribute advice and send them stuff
 * Three tributes per user
 * Don't hate me if I kill your tribute
 * Ask me before you spam, I really don't have anything against it but please ask.
 * I will not accept "on my profile"
 * No tributes that have already been in my game

If you read this write "Three Mornings" below in your comment with your tribute.

Tribute templates
Name:

District:

Gender:

Age:

Age-group:

Weapon: (One or two)

Strength: (Besides weapon, up till four, atleast two)

Weaknesses: (Atleast two)

Fears: (Atleast one)

Appearence:

Personality:

Backstory:

Reaction when reaped: (Optional)

Private session:

Strategy for bloodbath/games:

Token: (Optional)

Before
After president Snow death the land of Panem grew more and more peacefull. The 76th annual hunger games was held but as a disapointment for many president snow grandaugther, Rose Ana Snow, wasn't reaped. People slowly grew careless about their freedom and tried to put the days of the rebellion past them. After 12 years of controlling Panem, President Paylor passed away from a heart discease. Her dauther Megan was elected and won but sadly she wasn't a good leader.

Rose was furrious of the way the land was ruled and wanted to lead Panem like she promised by her grandfather, Snow, himself. She made an rebellion group of people from the capitol who throught they were mistreated. She made a complot and poisened all of the food in the president's mansion. Many of the new rulers of Panem died and one dark night, Rose snuck in and assasinated Megan Paylor herself. A year after she was in full control of Panem and had crused every single enemy standing in her way.

The Quater quell
President Rose steps up to the podium. She smiled a little smile knowing that every single person in Panem were looking at her now. She took a breath and started speaking: "It has been 24 years now. 24 years since the last hunger game, the 76th annual hunger game was held. In the 23 years from that point people grew careless. They forgot to appriciate the fremdom that they were so foolishly given by president Paylor. But I never forgot! I never forgave! And now I am here all cause of the carelessness that the people of Panem fell into . The leader of Panem. I won't be forgiving. I won't forget. You saw my wrath when I killed them. My enemies. The traitor Katniss Mellark Everdeen who killed my grandfather and her husband Peeta Mellark and their children. The leading people of district 13. The traitors from the capitol both the people behind the rebellion and the people who doubted my abilitys to lead. And the surviving winners of the other district." She stops speaking and look around. She sees the excitmend in the people of the capitol eyes. In her own group of rebels.

"I have decided in the honor of my grandfather, President Coriolanus Snow, to remake the hunger games. I will skip the games from the 77th to the 99th and start with the 100th". People gasp for air cause they no what that means. A quater quell. "This year, to honor the children of the capitol who were blow to pieces by President Alma Coin, in front of my grandfathers mansion, on the last day of the rebellion. To honor all of the diffrent generations of children who were killed in the 76th annual hunger game this games tributes shall not be decided by gender, but by age. There will be one 12-year-old from each of the 13 district, one 13-14, one 15-16 and one 17-18. Then they will fight in 4 seperate arena's until only 5 is left in each arena. Then all of them will be taken to a new arena where they will fight until one victor remains!".

Reapings
District 1's reaping: 

Alska's POV:

I wake up to the smell of pancakes. It's quite weird...Why would my mother make pancakes? Ever since we fell into dept a half year ago we have only eaten oatmeal. Wait... It's today...The day of the reaping. I still haven't decided yet if I wanted to volunteer. I have secretly trained since we fell into dept. If I were to win these the games we would be rich again. I thought I was sure that I was going to volunteer...But as the day came closer and closer I have begun to have second thoughts. Somehow I hoped that I was going to wake up knowing what to do. But my mind is filled with doubt still. I walk out in kitchen were a plate of pancake is ready just for me. I guess with this quell twist she would think that I would be scared. No career would volunteer when they are 12. My mother smiles. "You didn't need to..." I say. The ingredients for pancakes are expensive. "That's okay, Alski" My mother says. "We can have something special today". There is a pause and then she continues. "It won’t be you. It will someone else”. But the odds of me being district 1's 12-year-old tribute is bigger than she might expect...

Cheerish's POV:

I wake up in the little room I have for myself. Everytime I wake up to this room I am reminded by what I had. My room was four times bigger than this. All of my toys was made with perfection and most of it were so expensive that if the people from the poor district's would try to save money up for it they would have to work around 5 years without any breaks. When I was younger I never throught about the poor districts of Panem. Now I do. I fell like I am poor yet still I am rich compared to them. What a horrible life. I walk to the kitchen. My mother had baked bread and we sad down and eate. We are all quiet. They are scared to do anything that might make me back out. They are relying on me. I will not disapoint them. I miss my old life. And I wanna do everything I can to get it back. Even if it means I have to volunteer. Even if I have to risk my new life to get my old one back. We finish up and I put on the pretty reaping dress. We had to save up for a long time to buy it for me. But it's nessesary. Pretty tributes get's good sponsors so it's an investment my family is willing to take. We head out of the old house and I say goodbye to my parents whom hugs me tight. "I will get it back" I whisper to them. "I will get our old life back".

Alska's POV:

I have stood in the group of 12-year-olds for about fifthteen minuets when our escort finally comes up to the microphone after the shortfilm about the rebellion. We all freeze. One of us in this group is going in the hunger games. "Welcome, welcome, welcome, weeeelcome" the escort drags the last welcome out for a long time. I am still doubt...Should I? Should I not? "Happy hunger games!" she continiues "And may the odds be ever in your favor!". "Ladies first, and let's start with the 12-year-olds". She walks over a big classbowl and digs her hand deep into it then she reads: "Sofia Smith!". A blonde girl walks past me slowly to the stage. It's now. I have to decide now. And then I remember. A winter night I woke up. My throat felt like a dessert so I walked down the stairs to get a cup of water, however I stopped when I her it. My mother was sitting on the desk with her head in her hands crying her eyes out. It's was weird...hearing my mother cry. Mother's don't cry...Parents don't cry. And I found out the morning after how much we owed. And suddenly the doubt is gone. "I volunteered!" I yelled and walk up to the stage.

Azmela's POV:

Most of us have to gasp for air. None of us has expected a 12-year-old to volunteer. Even the escorts just stand there for a second before she get's her sences back. "So honey, what's your name?" You can pratically see the excitement flowing out of her. She knows that people will remember this reaping now. "Alska Miller" she says confidently. "Okay, let's get on" she says. She walks over to next reaping ball and takes a slip from the top. "Azmela Parker!" she yells out. I smile. I remember when my parents made me promise to not volunteer. I look at my father and send him a big smile. It's hard to not run up to the stage. "Well you sure is a happy one!" she says. "Any volunteeres?" she ask. No volunteeres, no volunteeres, no volunteeres I think to myself. No one says anything. "That's a shame" our escorts says and walks to next ball.

Cheerish's POV:

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:15.75pt;">Before she can even reach for a slip I yell: "I VOLUNTEER!". I put a big smile on and walk up to the stage. "And what's your name?" she ask. "Cheerish Reyes!" I say almost yelling. I hope my call reaches out to all of the sponsors who watches this right now. "Okay now for the 17 to 18 year olds" she says. "I VOLUNTEER!!!" someone yells before our escorts walks over to the ball. A tall blonde guy runs to the stage. "And your name?" she says. She sounds somewhat insulted. "Lion Scrapes!!!!" he almost yells. "Okay. People of Panem I present to you the tributes of district 1. Alska Miller! Azmela Parker! Cheerish Reyes! And Lion Scrapes!"

<span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:12pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">District 2's reaping:
Dylan's POV:

I wake up. My room -which is always messy- is surprisingly clean today. And then I remember it. Reaping day... I am still doubting if I want to volunteer or not. This game is harder to win than the others cause of the quell... And I could use the last year on the academy... But I fell ready. Isn't that the most important? I get dressed. Then I walk out on of my room and enter my sisters. She always forget to set the clock so it's my duty to wake her. My sister... The fact that I even have one is fantactic. I guess that's why I wake her each and every morning without complaining.

Olive's POV:

"Wake up, sleepyhead". A voice pulls me out of my sleep. I look up and see my brother looking at me. His face is so close that it's almost irresistable to punch him in the face. If he wasn't my brother I would have punched him. I hate mornings. "Well atleast I have one" I mutter and turn over bury my head in the pillow. "Have what?" Dylan ask me. "A head" I say barely hearable with my mouth pressed against my pillow. "That's the worst insult I have ever heard from you" he says in a joking tune. I sit up on my bedside and look up. "Fine. I am awake now....And thanks" I know it's unfair that I am insulting him. Really I should be happy that he wakes me up. "You're welcome" he says and walks towards the door. Before he leaves I say: "My insult topped any insult you have ever come up with". "In your dreams" He says and closes the door.

Carey's POV:

I walk over to the city center. It's filled with loads of unfamiliar faces from the other villages. When ever they see me they always starre. Atleast that's what I think. ''Poor sweet little girl, she must terrified or That cute little girl shouldn't have to go through this! ''I am NOT sweet! I want to shout at them. I am NOT cute! I am NOT little! Well... I am small but I am not little. "Little" is when you cry when somebody pushes you away or say something mean. I am not that kind of girl...not anymore. And I gonna proof it. We stop by the lines. "Goodbye" my mother whipers. "I know you are gonna win. You are gonna be the youngest winner of the hunger games" she says and smiles. She tries to hug me. I let her but don't hug back. Only a little girl would do so. Then I get my blood taken. I try to look bored while they take blood. It's hurts a little but I can't let that show. Then I walk over to the 12-year-olds. Most of them are terrified. Then our escort walks, Vicki Orchid, onto the stage and begins. I don't really listen and starts to think about one of my lastet knife fights on the academy. I was about to loose but then I rolled to the side and..."Maya Fox!" our escort yells. I am thrown out of my daydreaming and see the girl walking up to stage slowly. "I VOLUNTEER!" I yell and walk up to the stage.

Olive's POV:

A little girl walks up to the stage like she some kind of emotionless robot. It's hard not to laugh because of the ways she looks. A killing machine with a baby face and long brown hair and freckles all over her face. Hah! "What's your name?" the escorts ask her. She takes the microphone out of the escorts hands and says with a loud, clear and highpitched "Carey Wishwell". Then our escort walks over to the bowl for the 13-14 year olds. She picks a name from the top and reads it. "Ivy Korrés!". "I VOLUNTEER!" some girl with black hair walks up to the stage fast with just a little confident smile on her lips. "And what's your name?" says Vicki. "Mirror Gomez" she says with a confident voice. I know my brother I gonna volunteer this year or the next. So far it doesen't seems like there is much competition from his own district. Then Vicki walks over to the next bawl and digs her hand deep down before finally dragging a slip up. "Olive Henderson!"... Wait, WHAT!? I wasn't gonna volunteer until three years when I turn 18. Calm down, Olive, I tell myself. Somebody will volunteer for you. I walk up to the stage and look out at the children gathered around scene. "Any volunteeres?" our escorts ask... A long silence. "Hmm...That's too bad" she says.

Dylan's POV:

I see Olive standing up there looking down on her feet. I know she is very talented with throwing knifes and her bow but what about all the things she haven't learned yet? She stand a chance but she is far from safe. I was doubted that I was gonna volunteer. An extra year never hurt anyone. But now it's not my choice anymore. I remember when I was in the orchanage. How lonely I was... How I wished I had someone to talk to. And although Olive might not seem like the best company she's actually very nice to be with. And she understands me... I can't let her die! I see our escort as she pulls out a strip. She is about to read it out loud when I yell "I VOLUNTEER!". Olive sends me a glare that could kill someone but I ignore her and almost run to the stage. "And your name is?" our escort ask. "Dylan Henderson!". "Oh, so you are related!" she says. She sounds excited. This reaping will be one of the more popular ones. And the people of the capitol will talk about the poor pair of siblings from district 2. How her brother volunteered just to protect his sister from the games. "People of the capitol! I present you the proud tributes of district 2! Carey Wishwell! Mirror Gomez! Olive Henderson! And Dylan Henderson! As me and Olive shake hands she whispers, hissingly: "Idiot! We can't both survive!". "I know..." I answer and her eyes widen when she finds out that I am not planning to leave the arena alive.

<span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:12pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">District 3's reaping:
Micah's POV:

I wake up in my little room. I look at the little machine on the table. I didn't clean the my invetiondesk as I usually do. The tools and wire is al over the place. It's reaping day... After the reaping we have the rest of the day off. I still haven't figured out what's missing about it... If I make it right my machine should be able to generate electricity. It's nothing special, and there are loads of electricity generators that you buy on the market but my family would never be able to afford one. So my only option was to make my own. I am almost done but somethings missing... I get up and get dressed. I walk down the stairs and is greeted by the smell of scrambled eggs. I sit down by the table and my mother putts a plate of eggs. I nodd as to thank her. "You're boy of few words, Micah" she says. My mother is the only person that I know understands me. Even my father is annoyed by the fact that I prefer not to talk. I eat the rest of the eggs

Elysia's POV:

I fell a warm hand on my chin. My brother smiles and I smile back. I still remember when my parents used to wake me up that way. I am always sad when I am awakened this way. It's painfull to be reminded by my parents. But I don't complain. I know how he struggles to be a good rolemodel and how he wants to replace the parents we lost. No matter how many times I tell him that I can wake up by myself, that I am 17 now he still wakes me up every morning. I get up and he walks out to give me some privacy. I put my reaping dress on. It was my mothers... As I look down at myself I begin to cry. I look exactly like her. My brother hears my sobbing and walks in and hugs me tight. I calm down and we walk to the city center.

Mia's POV:

Me and my sister walks over to the area for 13-14-year-olds. We are crumbled together as we watch the stupid video about the two failed rebellion... Seriously all of these rebellions have failed pretty bad. I bet there is a new group of rebellions having a meeting about how to assisinate the president right as we stand here. Finally our escort who has canary-yellow short dress with a lightning shaped hat. It's hard not to laugh. She welcome us and walk over to the 12-year-olds reapingball and picks a name on the top. "MICAH GIGGA!" she yells like she always. For long time nothing happens and then some other 12-year-olds push a little boy with brown hair out of the group and he walks up at the stage. His hands shake like crazy but he looks more confused than scared. Our escort walks over to the next ball. I hold my breath hopeing it is not me. "TALLY SCALES!" she reads out loud...my sister....

Alice's POV:

I see the girl who volunteered run up to to the girl who was reaped they. They cry and hug each other. They look just like each other. They must have been sisters. The older girl pulls herself together and walk to the stage while the other girl cries her eyes out as she go back to the area for the 13-14-year old. You can't help, but fell sorry for her. Then our escort, Celna Karrieya walks to the next ball and draw a name. I am not that scared. I didn't take any tesseraes so I am just one slip in a thousands. The odds are in my favor as our silly escort says. She walks over to the microphone with the little slip. She outfolds it and yell "ALICE WILLIAMS!" I freeze... I am going into the hunger games. I try to calm myself as I walk to the stage. I am intelligent. If the odds are my favor I might win. But I guess the odds have a tendensy to not be in my favor. Our escort walks over to the last bowl and digs her hand down in the slips. Then she drags one up from the bottom and walks back to the microphone "ELYSIA KANDLE!" she yells and a girl with long brown curly hair walks up to the stage. She stops while walking up and look out at the croud trying to find someone. She sees him or her and she nods just barely. Then she walks up. "Any volunteeres?" Celna ask. Off course no one volunteers. If somebody wanted to they already had done it. Nobody wait until she asks. "Okay, then, People of Panem, I present you the tributes from district 3: Micah Gigga! Mia Scales! Alice Williams! And Elysia Kandle!

<span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:12pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">District 4's reaping:
{C}Starry's POV:

I wake up to crying. My mother is crying her eyes out by the bed where my brother passed away some days ago. The door is open and the bed still haven't been made so you can see excatly where he was laying. He was in pain. Death was a gift for him I try to tell myself. He wanted nothing more when the sickness reached it's last state. However my eyes still tear up and I walk in by the bed and sit beside my mother. We cry out our eyes together. First my father and then my brother. I am she has left now. She can't even focus on the reaping even though I can be reaped and actually end up in the games this time. I can't blame her... My brothers death fills too much in her mind right now. "We gotta get ready" I say softly to my mother. She looks confused at me almost like she has forgotten all about reaping. "Yes" she whispers and walks in to her bedroom to get dressed.

Thomas POV:

I get dressed and walk down the stairs. The room has a smell of sligthly burned waffels. My mother couldn't make a good waffel if her life depended on it but it was my brother favorite. We always grow silent when it's reaping day. The memory's of my brother still haunts us. My mother is standing by the oven and has a greaving look on her face. My father is putting dishes on the dinnertable and has a blank expression on his face. We sit down and eat in silence. Five mornings before we had a lighthearted conversation about fishing tecnique would be able to catch most fish in one minute. We finish eating and head out to reaping area.

Tallulah's POV:

I walk down to the reaping area with my parents. We reach the waiting lines where we have to stand in line to get our blood taken and I hug my parents. "Make me proud" says my father as he hugs me however I am not sure I will. Last year I was sure that I was going to volunteer but I have gotten so many good friends and my family which I love more than anything is trying to make me drop my plans of volunteering (Well, except my father who have always wanted me to volunteer). I part with my parents and stand in a line. Why would I volunteer? I have a good life here... But I also really want the fame, and the endless amount of money. I guess I will have to wait. If I think about to much I will stress myself out end up making the wrong decision.

Starry's POV:

"Welcome everyone to the reaping of the 100th annual hunger games" our escort says with a voice filled by enthusiastic voice. She gotta be new and is apparently determened not to read the original script for the reapings. "Just get on with it!" somebody yells. A rather insulted expression comes across her face but it is quickly replaced by a big, plastic smile. "Well, ooookaaayyy" she says and walks over to the first reaping bawl for the 12-year-olds. She picks a slip from the top and I bite my lip as she almost dances back to the microphone and opens the slip slowly. Then she yells "STARRYYY TUUULOOPE!". I just stand there for a second or two. What did she say? Was it my name? No...I couldn't be me! Somebody gently touches my shoulder and regain my senses as I silently walks to the stage. "NOOOO!" I can hear my mother screams as she runs through the diffrent age-groups she reaches me and hugs me tight as the tears runs down her face. A peacekeeper walks over to her and drags her away while holding her left arm tight. "NO!"she screams and tries to get back but the peacekeeper is much stronger than her. I walk up to the stage take a last look at my mother. She looks like her life just lost all it's purpose... There is no one left with her now.

Tallulah's POV:

We all stand for a little while after watching the mother being dragged away. Even our way-over-the-top escort has to regain her sences before she finally says: "Well, let's get on, shall we?". She walks up and draws a name does her little walk-dance back to the microphone. "TIDUS SANDS!" she yells and a boy with brown hair walks up to the stage. "I VOLUNTEER!" A tall boy with weird green hair runs to the stage. "Oh, we have a volunterer!" our escort shrieks. No sh*t Sherlock, I think and smiles a little. I am still doubting if I should volunteer... I still got time to decide... No need to stress, right? "So what's your name?" she ask the boy. "Jeremy Al!" he says and smiles. "Great, then let's get on!". She walks towards the next ball but before she reaches for a slip, a boy yells "I VOLUNTEER!" And rushes to the stage. "Looks like we have yet another volunteerer!". I can't control myself this time and yell: "No sh*t sherlock!". She sends me deathglare and ask for his name. "Thomas Quince!" he says and can't hide the grin in his voice. Our escort puts on an awkvard smile again and walks over to the last reaping bawl. She doesen't dances her way back like she did before, and I guess she is eager to end this reaping after what I yelled. "TALLULAH NEWES!" she yells.... Wait? What?! I look up and see that a saticefied smile on our escorts annoying face. It doesen't matter anyway, somebody is gonna volunteer for me anyway. I walk to the stage. "Any volunteeres?" she ask. "I --" somebody says but is cut of by our escort. "That's a shame" she says and before anyone can say anything more she says: "Panem, say Hello to the tributes from district 4! STARRY TULOPE! JEREMY AL! THOMAS QUINCE! AND THE LOVELY TALLULAH NEWES!

12_year_old_arena.png-year-olds arena:
This arena is a big, strong, and healthy forest. In treetops there is a village with small wooden ropebridges that connect to wooden platforms with small houses on them. The biggest platform is in the middle with the cornacopia. On the ground there are three lakes, one by the cornacopia and one in the east and one in the west. On the ground there are loads of mutts and the only safety from them is the trees however you can't get water up in trees. This arena is good for small tributes that needs places to hide and climbing is one of the most important skills. It might take some time to find the five last tributes because there are loads of places to hide and it's hard to see tributes more than 20 meters away. Not a good arena for the careers.

13-14-year-olds arena:
The arena is medium siced deserted island with some small island beside it. There are some stepstones that connects the main island to the smaller but you have to be somewhat fast or agile to make it across or simply just svim over. On the main island there is a rainforest, some mountains, a meadow that surrounds the rainforest and a beach. The water is saltwater, but you might find small lakes or rivers in the rainforest. The smaller island has small groups of trees and a beach surounding them. You never know when the tides will swallow some parts of the arena. There are some shark mutts in the water but they are pretty rare. There are some jaguar and tiger mutts in the rainforest. In the moutains you might find some mutts too. This arena it will take not so long to find the five last tribute cause there are not that much space. A decent arena for a career and a good arena for a svimmer.

15-16-year-olds arena:
A dessert canyon. This is the outskirt of the dessert valley. There is a small mountain chain with loads of caves but with no resourses. There is only one water source near the cornacopia. There is an small abandoned village with old small houses. The only little area with plants are the swamp surounded by a small meadow. There are two watchtowers in the corners of the arena which are good to get an overview. This arena is very hot and it's easy to get dehydrated and you loose energy quickly so it's good to be fit. This arena will probaly be over quickly as it quite hard to move between areas without being seen by another tribute unless you move at night. At night it gets really cold and tribute will need some source of heat to not get sick. There are a few mutts mostly scorpions and snakes. There are also "dessertgoats" (don't remember their real name) and camels to hunt. A good arena for a career, and a bad one for somebody who has bad stamina

17-18-year-olds arena:
This arena is a inspired from a farming village in the medieval times. There is an small village with some houses and city center with a cornacopia and four wells with clean water. Surounding it there are three fields one with lavender flowers that might be heal small wounds or infection however it's easy to be seen in it. A cornfield with corns that are not yet ready and might give sickness if eating. It's to see tributes in that field cause the plants are really tall. The grainfield is filled with golden tall grain. You can eat it however you can't get full by it. It's pretty hard to see a tribute hiding in the field. In the fields there are insects and snake mutts. There is also a small forest with some wolf and bear mutts. There is a small lake in it too.

Sponsor Items
Antidote: $200

Axe: $150

Blanket: $50

Blowgun: $100

Bow: $150

Bread: $50

Burn Cream: $125

Canteen: $100

Camouflage Paints: $100

Claws(2): $150

Cooler bag (for spraints) $75

Crossbow: $175

Darts (10): $25

Dried Meat: $75

Dried Fruit: $50

Electricity plog (two minor shocks or one major shocks): $200

Empty backpack: $50

First-aid kit: $150

Fishing root: $75

Flotation board: $75

Instant Relief (heals any wound immediately): $400

Iodine: $75

Knife: $75

Knunchock: $150

Mace: $125

Matches: $75

Neosporin (to prevent infection in open wounds): $150

Net: $125

Night-Vision Glasses (allows your tribute to move at night): $150

Paddles: $50

Painkiller: $75

Poison: $75

Quiver of Arrows (10): $25

Raft: $250

Sharpened rocks (20, hurts more than the regular, for slingshot): $25

Rope: $25

Saw: $100

Shovel: $75

Sleeping Bag: $75

Slingshot: $100

Soup: $75

Spear: $125

Spile: $75

Stroke steels (two pipeshaped steels that fits in your hand and makes your fists hurt much more): 125

Sword: $125

Tent: $150

Throwing Axes (3): $200

Throwing Knives (5): $200

Trident: $275

Torch: $40

Whip: $125

Wire: $75

Wooden Club: $125

Day 1: A smaller bloodbath
Micah's POV:

The tupe I am in rises slowly from the plate. My hands shake uncontrolable. I hold my breath in an attemp to calm down but it doesen't help. I close my eyes for a second and try to focus. It helps a little. When I open my eyes, I am surronded by leaves and branches. We are standing on a big wooden platform in the treetops. I can see some bridges around, however ypu could -if you were a good climber- just use the trees to get around. I better not, it's too risky for a boy like me. I look around in the outskirts of the field. I see a spole of wire lying quite near me. ''Great! '' If I can get electricity somehow I can make a nice trap. But should I really risk it...The wire can safe my life...or cost me my life... 55...54...53...52...51...

Carey's POV:

I look at the tributes beside me. A girl with long read hair from five and a the girl from 9 with her oh-so-pretty long blonde hair. She will be my first victim I promise myself. I look at the ground around me see some fine knifes in front of me. I look at her... Katy, I think one last time and whisper silently. "Your life is gonna end soon". 44...43...42...

Sylvester's POV:

I look around to see the nearest career. The cute girl from two is sending the girl from 9 a deathglare. I want to join the careers but I should probaly not ask her. I look around and see the girl from 4. I have talked to her a little in the training. I told her that I was considering joining the careers and she told me that I were welcome. Not really the evil and brutal career that I imangined. I should probaly ask her. I will sprint in and ask her and keep away from the girl from 2, I decide and get ready to sprint. 38...37...36...35...

Allan's POV:

I am stand ready to sprint away. I take a look at all of the nice swords that are lying in the mouth of the cornucopia, however I know that if I go after them I will be dead. I try look after a bridge that I can use to get away. There is one not so far away from me. I take a deep breath. 27..26...25...24...

Kara's POV:

I look around and try to analyse the other tributes. A girl from 1 stands ready to run strait to the cornacopia. A girl from 11 is looking around the outskirts for usefull stuff. The girl from 10 is standing ready to dash to the cornucopia. What an idiot... She gotta be the only tribute stupid enough to run into the cornacopia. The boy from 13 is ready to run away from the cornucopia. It's so easy to read their tributes body language. I don't know if should blame it on the tension or the fact that most of these tributes are pretty dang stupid sometimes. It's probaly both. I should probaly run away the bloodbath, I figure... My sponser can send me the stuff I need... I see a brigde somewhat nearby and stand ready to run. 16...15...14...13

Alska's POV:

I look around and see Starry. We get eye-contact and nodd. She doesen't seem very fierce... I am not sure about her... Will she break under the preasure. 9...8...7... I find Carey from district two and get eye-contact too. My alliance is set. 3...2...1...0 I run off the plate towards the cornucopia.

Katy's POV:

I jump down on the ground and dash over to brigde leading over to a wooden platform close by. I wish I had allied so that I could stay and get some supplies. But...Alex...I can fell the tears in my eyes. ''Don't Katy. You can't cry now. Alex would have been disapointed. ''I shut my eyes tightly together and run over the wooden brigde

Carey's POV:

NOO! I just reached a knife lying close to me when I see the girl from 9 running over the wooden bridge hopelessly far away. What a stupid girl. Only an idiot would pass the chance of getting some supplies. It's okay I tell myself. "I will find you" I whisper and then I look around for another victim. That's when I see the girl from 5 running towards a backpack. I smile and take the knife ready to throw. She is just about to grap the backpack when my knife goes through her forehead. BOOM!

Sylvites's POV:

I am almost there. I am running faster than I have ever ran. I breath is going crazy and adrealin is pupping through my vains. I reach the cornucopia mouth and is almost about to throw up when I fall down on my knees. Starry from 4 walks up to me. She's gonna kill me now. I told her I was considering joining the careers but never gave her an answer. "Are you okay?" she says. She sounds like she really cares, actually. "I a-a-am fine...pl-pl-pl-please... I want to join the careers" I finally stop stammering and get up. "Of course!" she says and walks over and pick up a trident. What? I throught I had to proff myself or something...not just this. Another career -the girl from 2- reaches the cornucopia and sends me a glare telling me that I am not welcome. I knew it wasn't that easy. I take a set of throwing knifes and look and see the boy, I think he is from 6, running towards a blowgun. I send my knife flying. It's burries deep down in his face right between the eyes. BOOM! I turn to girl from 2 and smile. "Welcome to the careers" she says.

Jane's POV:

I pick up a bread and a rope when I see a knife not so far away from me. I run towards it and that's when I see her. The girl called Ally Deaphalia is almost there reaching for the knife too. I get it a second before her and for another second we just freeze. Then I pierce the knife through her shocked body. It drag it out and the blood explodes all over me. BOOM! Her body falls down in front of me and I turn around and run away from her dead body terrefied by thing I just did.

Jasmine's POV:

I reach out to get a bread when and look up. Where's is Ally? I run around in the outskirts desperately trying to locate my ally. And that's when I see that girl from 12 piercing her knife through my allies body. Ally's body... I run towards them trying to reach for them knowing that it's way too late. I am halfway when Jane runs over the one of the wooden bridges. I run over to Ally but she is already gone. A knife flies past my head when I see the girl from 2 sending a knife after me. I get up, pick up the knife she threw after me and run towards the north end of the arena. "I promise Ally... I promise I will avenge you" I whisper as I run...

Micah's POV:

My hands reaches to get a box of matches. In my left hand I have wire and a blanket I picked up before. I throught running for the wire was gonna get me killed but it was nobody noticed me. I guess they all were too busy saving themself. I look uo and see the last person run away. I guess it's time for me to go aswell. A career -the girl from 4, I think- who turns and point at me. The girl from 2 sees it and throws her knife. It hits the tree some meters away from me. I get up and run over the south brigde. I hear the sound of knife hitting another branch.

Alska's POV:

"Dammit, I lost him!" I hear Carey yell from the edge of the cornucopia platform. I stayed in the mouth of the cornucopia. I haven't trained as much as the others and I have never gone to an academy and the only weapon that I can use is knifes so I stayed in the mouth of the cornucopia ready to kill anyone who would try to get some supplies however none of them tried to get any so I was quite boared, actually. Starry stayed with me in the cornucopia for some reason that I still don't get. Carey -oh, and Sylvester- was really the only ones who got any kills. I look over at Starry who has begone to look through the supplies. Carey walks over to us. She looks pretty pissed and considering she only got one kill it's really not surprising. "I am gonna find you" I hear her whipers. I shiver. I really hope she dies soon cause she creeps me out.

Kara's POV:

I jump up on a big branch and begin to climb from tree to tree. I predict that the careers will start hunting for tributes tomorrow however they will probaly stay on the platforms so I should be save if I get far enough away. I finally find a tree with a thick branch and lay down trying to find a comfortable way to sleep. I am just about to drift off when I am awaken by the anthem. I look at the sky and see the faces of the girl from 5 who looks a lot like me, the boy from 6, and the girl from 7. Then it fades. Wow...Only 3 deaths? I guess I underestimated my fellow tributes... oh well, is probaly just pure luck in most chases.

Day 1: Blood on the cornucopia walls:
Mia's POV:

The light blinds me for a second when the platform rises. I close my eyes and when I open them I see a rainforest surounding all of us. I guess it will make it easier to get away... I can fell the intense heat from this place. Sweat is dripping down my face but is it just the heat, or is it the fact that I might die this afternoon? I look around and try to get a clear view of the stuff and tributes that surounds me. I a girl from 11 at my left who looks she will run from the bloodbath and a girl from... 5 I think she is ready to sprint strait in. I look to try to look around and finally decide to run to get a knife. Who knows? It might come in handy....49...48...47...46

Azmela's POV:

I quickly look around to see where the other careers are placed. Jeremy is near this guy from 13 and Mirror is near the girl from nine and the girl 11. I quickly get eyecontact with Mirror so that our alliance is set but I can't get eyecontact with Jeremy cause he keeps staring at the cornucopia. I always throught he was an idiot... If I am lucky his stupidity will get him killed in the bloodbath. 36...35...34...33...

Aideen's POV:

I look around. I remember that as late as yesterday I was sitting by the lunchtable in the trainingroom with Alucia, joking around with the games. She actually has really good sence of humor. But not even somebody with a comidic talent like my own would be able to calm the nerves on this day. I can die... It's like I have just realized it. I can't die today... I better run for this bloodbath. I can return after and get the stuff I want. 28...27...26...25

Liam's POV:

I look around in panic. It's takes all of my energy not to scream real loud, but I know I shouldn't. The minuet they hear my girly screaming I will loose all respect and intemidation that I people have felt about me. If they even think that I am intemidating... I take five deep breaths and look around. The bows that I really want are waay to far in but maybe I can get a knife or some dried fruit? I look around to see what the other tributes will do. The girls from 10, 11, 12 stand ready to run away. The careers and the girls from 5 and 9 are ready to run to the center. A boy from 6 looks like he wants to halfway in. I look at the timer. 14...13...12...11...

Mirror's POV:

I stand ready to run to the cornucopia. Me, Azmela and Jeremy stand ready to run. I look around and see two other tribute that seems to be ready to make a sprint to the cornucopia. Yesenia from 5 and Dimitria from 9. Idiots... But maybe not Yesenia. Their was something about her that was diffrent. Not that she was better tribute -she is probaly as bad as all of the other tributes- but she didn't seemed scared or anything. 4...3...2...1...0 I dash of my plate.

Kat's POV:

I rush to knife that I saw lying really close. It was like if the gamermakers wanted me to have it. I look around and see the girl from 12 who was beside me running towards the forest. I throw the knife and it lands in her back and pins her to the ground. She screams faintly in pain and I run over to her to finish what I started. I pull the knife out of her dead body and pierce it through her neck. BOOM! It's too late to go back to the bloodbath so I decide to run into the rainforest.

Yesenia's POV:

I sprint in and reach the mouth of the cornucopia. I look around and see that I was the first. Slowpokes! I look around and see a big two-bladed axe. I pick it up and look up and see the boy from four, Jeremy Al with a trident in his hands. I smile cause I know we are to close to each other to throw any of our weapons. I run towards him and he swings the trident at me. I make an agile jump up in the air avoiding the trident. While falling down I lift axe over my head and cut the middle of his face open. BOOM! Blood splatters all over my body and then I fell pain coming from my lab.

Azmela's POV:

I don't hesitate when my first knife miss her back and hit her lab instead. I throw the second knife a millisecond after the first one hits. I think it goes through her chest but it's hard to see when her whole body is coverd of my somewhat stupid ally, Jeremy's blood. '''BOOM! '''I look around to see that Mirror has finally arrived to the cornucopia. She takes her bow and a quiver of arrows. She looks at the death corpses coverd in Jeremy's and now also Yesenia's blood and lifts one of her eyebrows. "It's the girl from 5 and Jeremy" I say. She nods and run out of the cornucopia mouth to find other target's. I guess it's my duty then to guard the cornucopia. "Thanks, Mirror, thanks" I say annoyed.

Eaton's POV:

I see the girl from two run out of the cornucopia. I drift of to my own throughts and look at her moves only. Sometimes that just happen. I see her look around in search of a target and then she finds one. I can see her eyes lock on the girl from 9 and how she throws her knife at her stomach. She screams but Mirror -her name was Mirror, right?- just leaves her there. She will die eventually but the death will be painfull...Death...Suddenly I am "back". Dammit, what a fatal mistake to drift off at a time like this. But no one noticed luckily. I guess my school teacher is more observant than my fellow tributes. I look around and see a sleeping back, a flask of Iodine and a knife. I run to get them and then look up. Mirror is running towards another girl from 8 who is running towards a backpack. The girl from 8 looks up and screams but she never fells the pain that she expected cause my knife goes through Mirror's stomach. BOOM!

Joane's POV:

I look at the guy who just saved my life. That's Eaton from 6, I know remember. I think of how he would always drift off the middle of the training sessions and just stare out into thin air for minuets before finally regaining consiounes from what was going on. "Wanna ally?" He yells. Hmm... He's not my favorite type of person I like determined people just like myself but an ally would be great. "Sure!" I yell back and pick of the backpack that almost got me killed. We run to the mountains together.

Azmela's POV:

I had enough I thing and run out of the mouth of the cornucopia. Most of the action must have taken place behind it where I couldn't see cause ever since Mirror ran towards the girl from 8 I haven't seen anyone. I run to the back of the cornucopia and am surprised to see that the only girl there is Mia from 3 and Liam from 13. They have gotten some supplies and are running towards the trees. I send one of my knifes towards Liam but he dissappears behind a tree and it hits the trunk instead. "Dammit" I whisper...I am all alone. Wait? I am alone..."Mirror!" I yell...No reponse. I look at the death corpses on the field and find the black haired thin girl who was ones my ally. Her lifeless eyes are starring up into the sky and there is a knife through her stomach. I am really all alone now..

Alucia's POV:

I decide to stay in the rainforest. After living in 11 for all of my life the trees almost makes it fells like I am home in orchards again...Well, except the fact that there are loads of tributes out there ready to kill me, no biggy. I climb a tree near me and is about to rest when I here a loud snap! I look down and see the girl from 10 walking right under me, under the branch I am sitting on. I remember joking with her in the trainingroom and suddenly I can't resist. I loosen up the string around my neck that holds my token, a plastic spider. This gotta be 11th time that I pulled this joke, but eigther way it's funny. Slowly I lower the spider as she walks by and put it on her shoulder. "AAAAGH!!" she screams and her arms move around in panic. I can't control myself and I begin to giggle and then laugh out loud. She looks up: "Hey! That's wasn't funny" she stands there with her hands on her hips and tries to look mad but then she gives in too and laughs with me. We laugh so loud that the tributes near defernetly know our location now, but even they will probaly think we are careers eighter way.only the careers laugh so loud in the games. We finish laughing and just sit there giggleling and I ask: "Wanna ally?". It's too late for you to kill you now, you had the chance" she answers. "Oh, you got so scared that you almost died, so maybe you really shouldn't ally with" I say. "Nah, I will take my chances" she says. "Let's get away from here we probally scared the hell out of everyone with our laughter" she says. We climb a tree and use themm to get away.

Liam's POV:

I finally reach the outskirts of the rainforest. It would provide great cover but I fear that the forest is too crowded now. I find a tree that faces out towards the meadow and climb up. I look through the stuff I got from the cornucopia. A box of nice dried fruit, a rope and a torch. Hmm... I don't know anything about traps but maybe I can figure something out. Then the anthem begins to play and the faces begins to appear: The girl from 2, the boy from 4, the girl 5, the girl 9, and the girl from 12. I am surprised that 2,4 and 5 would die. They seemed like strong competetors... I close my eyes and after hours finally drift off to sleep