Sansa Stark (age 15), District 5

"What do you think the arena will be like?" I ask Theon before we're herded out of the suite. Before, I mean. We're sitting in the kitchen part of it, and he's eating breakfast. Cereal and what looks like cranberry juice. It also kind of looks like blood. I have no idea how guys can eat like this. I vaguely wonder if the guy from Ten is eating weirdly. Or if the guy from Two is.

He shrugs and swallows noisily. I make a face. "Dunno. Deadly, for sure."

I roll my eyes. "I could've told you that."

"Hey, don't freak out at me just cuz you're nervous." He says sharply.

"You're nervous too!"

"I know." Theon grins. "That's why I'm eating. Want some Cheerios?"

I roll my eyes again. "Ew. No thank you."

"Your loss then."

x-X-x

Sandor Clegane (age 18), District 10

"Just keep a level head." my stylist says wisely as I step into the glass cage. Shrimp of a man, all bones; and had surgery to look like...something. I don't really wanna think about it that hard. But he seems decent, if a bit superficial.

"I'll try." I say flatly.

"Good luck, Sandor," he says in a tremulous voice, and he manages what looks like a painful smile. I smile slightly back at him.

"Thank you."

The glass plate begins to rise and I brace myself for the arena.

x-X-x

Renly Baratheon (age 18), District 2

It's...cold. Really really cold. I gasp when my face hits the air, and the glass lowers. We were all given good clothes--an undershirt, a thick regular shirt and pants, a jacket, woolen socks and sturdy boots. But it never occurred to me just how cold it would be.

The Cornucopia is in front of us. It has the regular stuff around it--backpacks full of much needed supplies like food and medicine, then weapons (lots of weapons), and the occasional other thing like blankets, ropes, tarps, etc. Directly in front of the Cornucopia is a huge castle that towers over everything else. The rest is wilderness dusted in snow. Dusted is a light word; it's heavy and crusted in ice. I wince.

It's a huge arena.

The countdown keeps steadily going down and my palms starts to sweat. I search the surrounding tributes for Loras and Jeyne. Loras mouths you okay? I nod once, and he gives me a small reassuring smile.

And then it hits 0. Zero. The end.

Chaos erupts all around us.

**That meme from the Matrix: "what if I told you... Ramsay dies in the Bloodbath?!"

*cricket noises*

Nah, I'm just kidding. I wouldn't kill him off. His PoV is next actually, and I have big plans for him *evil laughs*. But I updated whoo hoo!! And I just wanna thank Skaloa , WarFang , and everyone else who's read this, commented, voted. It means a lot :D !! QUESTION: if one of the six main characters so far had to die in the next chapter, who would you want it to be...?

Okay anyway I'm going on vacation tomorrow, for a week. This is my gift to you. Idk if or when I'm going to be able to get back on this then so... yeah. Enjoy what's left of summer lol and I'll update when I get back hopefully ^^ **