I slowly made my way up the hill, making sure to be as quiet as possible. I didn't want to draw attention from any other tributes going to the Feast. It took longer than usual because of my carefulness to avoid making noise, but I eventually got to the top of the hill. I quickly scanned my immediate surroundings to make sure no one was nearby. I listened closely for any signs of life, but heard nothing. I walked through the woods even more carefully than I had walked up the hill. I took another step forward and heard a snap on the ground under my feet. Suddenly, my feet were yanked upwards and I felt myself being pulled into the air. The tugging sensation stopped and I opened my eyes, not aware that I had even closed them in the first place. My hands were dangling below my head and I could feel my ankles tightly held together. Damn it. I hadn't expected there to be any traps in the woods around the cornucopia. I reached up and pulled one of the knives out of my belt, then used it to saw through the rope holding me up. I fell to the ground and untied the bit of rope still binding my ankles. Hopefully no one had heard me hit the ground. I slipped my knife back into my belt and continued toward the cornucopia.

I got through the rest of the woods without getting caught in any other traps, and stood at the edge. A table was propped up in front of the cornucopia with four bags. Each bag had a number on it, representing who each bag was for. Siren's bag was on the far left, next to Jett's. My bag was the second from the right, and Cael's was on the far right. I reminded myself not to leave the woods. I found a comfortable spot in a bush where I could remain mostly hidden but still see what was happening around me. No one had even attempted to take their bag yet.

The sound of footsteps nearby drew my attention. I turned my head and saw Siren standing only a few feet from me. She had her bow drawn and was staring out at the cornucopia. I didn't think she had seen me, otherwise I'd probably be dead, but I was still too scared to move. I considered reaching for my axe or one of my knives, but if I created any sort of noise, she'd probably turn and kill me on the spot, so I decided not to risk it. Her right side was hurt pretty badly and her shirt was stained with blood. What had happened to her? She and Jett must've turned on each other at some point after Iris and Clay had died. Her left arm looked pretty hurt too. How badly was Jett hurt? A noise from near the cornucopia drew our attention. Cael was making a mad dash for the table. His arm was lacerated and he had a pretty bad limp, but he was still moving pretty quickly. I saw Siren take a few indecisive steps forward, as if she were trying to decide whether or not to run out and kill him. Then suddenly Cael fell to the ground and let out a screech in pain. He had been caught in one of Clay's traps, and he had landed awkwardly on his bad leg. He tried to move but let out yelps when he put any sort of weight on his injured leg. Out of the corner on my eye, I saw Jett running towards the table too. Jett's left arm had bad wound that I assumed came from one of Siren's arrows. He was almost at the table when Siren sprang into action. Jett grabbed his bag and was met with an arrow to his already wounded arm. He grunted as he pulled the arrow out and tossed it aside. Jett pulled out a shield that was strapped to his back as Siren charged at him, firing another at him. Jett easily blocked the arrow easily, and he charged at Siren too. Poor Cael was just sort of lying on the ground awkwardly, occasionally making efforts to crawl away before pain overwhelmed him. When Jett got close to Siren, he swung it at her head. But she was quick, ducking below it and using an arrow she had just pulled out to stab him in the thigh. Jett screamed in anger as he brought down the shield again, this time hitting her square in the head. The blow rendered Siren unconscious, and Jett took the time to take the arrow out of his thigh. He took the medicine out of his bag and rubbed it on some of his wounds before checking to make sure Siren was still out. "I'll be back or you in a second," said Jett coldly. He grabbed one of Siren's arrows and walked over to Cael who, despite all the time he had had while Siren and Jett were fighting, had only managed to move a few feet from the trap that crippled him. Cael attempted to scurry away but got kicked in his bad leg by Jett. Cael howled in pain, and Jett flipped him over so that he was on his back. Jett raised his arm and brought the arrow down into Cael's neck. Cael's body shook as his throat squirted out blood. After a few moments of thrashing, Cael's body stopped moving, but blood continued to pour out of his throat. The cannon sounded.

Jett turned so that his back was facing me. I could do it. Siren was out cold, so I could charge him, catch him off guard, kill him, and then kill Siren. In a spur of the moment decision, I sprang from my hiding place, drawing my axe as I ran. Jett hadn't seen me, and he was still walking slowly towards Siren. I could do it. I was going to do it. I was going to win the Hunger Games.

And then I activated one of Clay's traps.

The trap closed on my ankles and I fell flat on my face. Jett turned around and smiled. "Well look what we have here," said Jett as he began walking towards me, "the weakling from District Seven." I quickly pulled the trap off of my ankles and picked up my axe. "Now what are you going to do with that?" laughed Jett. I swung the axe at him and he held up his shield to block it. He seemed taken aback by my strength and my blow knocked his arm away and caused him to stagger a bit. I swung again and he wasn't able to pull his arm back fast enough. The axe sliced his chest and he growled in a mix of pain and anger. He swung his shield at me and I wasn't able to react fast enough. The shield hit me in the side of the head, and sent me falling backwards. I pulled a knife out of my belt and hurled it at him but he ducked under it. The sound of a wire being pulled back drew his attention away from me. He turned and barely dodged an arrow that had been fired at his head. Siren was awake! I couldn't decide whether that was a good thing or a bad thing.

Jett raised his shield again and blocked another one of Siren's arrows. I pulled myself up off of the ground and chucked another knife at Jett. He turned and blocked it, and then quickly turned to block an arrow from Siren. Siren turned and fired an arrow at me but I dodged it too. Siren fired her last arrow at Jett and pulled out two long bladed knives. She charged Jett and brought down both of her knives, but Jett held up his shield and blocked them. I took out another knife and threw it at a preoccupied Siren. It hit her in the arm and she growled at me angrily. She kicked Jett away from her and turned and whirled one of her knives at me. I moved to the right and it flew over my right shoulder, but she charged at me with the other knife. I switched my axe back to my right hand and used it to block the swing of her knife. She grabbed the handle of my axe and pulled me forward, before kneeing me in the stomach with all of her strength. She tossed my axe to the side and because I had a tight grip on the axe, I went down with it. Jett came in and dove into Siren, tackling her to the ground. Jett punched Siren once, but Siren hit Jett with the butt of her knife, knocking Jett off of her. Siren and Jett both picked themselves off of the ground, as did I. I pulled out another knife and the three of us stood there, like a Mexican standoff.

And that was when the ground began to sink...

A/N: Next chapter's the finale!