Lori was sobbing while Rosita tended to her wounds and Philip looked over Shane's. "He fucking blinded me!"

"You're the one who pulled the damn thing out." Philip snapped while he wrapped his head wound. "Stupid idiot."

"What else was I supposed to do? Leave it?"

"Yeah dumb ass." Philip barked as he picked him up and carried him towards their hideout. Rosita did the same with Lori. Her wound gushed blood still, but at least Rosita had been smart enough to not pull the arrow out of her shoulder.

"Alright, get me something to clean the wounds up and sew it."

Philip stood up and grabbed Rosita's hand, taking her from the two wounded district 12 members. "We should just kill 'em."

Rosita weighed her options. "You want to do that?"

"If we kill them we have a higher chance of winning, they're both idiots and injured anyway." Philip remarked. "Shane.. Well I thought he was strong. Really strong, but instead he's half blind now. We can't keep them alive forever can we? They were bound to die one of these days anyway. What were we going to do if we ended up in the last four?"

"Kill them and fight to the death unless they let us both win."

"Exactly."

Everyone froze as another canon went off, Rosita and Philip slowly made their way towards Lori and Shane but both of them were alive despite their injuries. "Who the hell did that?"

"Not sure."

Their question was answered quickly as they heard screaming coming from a bit further away. The two held up their weapons trying to see what was coming. The one contender most people were excited to see in the arena but had hidden his strength was Abraham Ford from district 6. The eighteen year old was a powerhouse but he had tried to hide how strong he actually was to not become a target.

Abraham was chasing after Rick from district two, his hands were bloody and it was clear he had taken someone else out which was where the cannon came from. "Stay away! Stay away from me!" Rick screamed, the 15 year old was terrified as he was chased by the large male.

Abraham tossed his sword which flipped through the air and embedded itself between Rick's shoulder blades. Blood spurted from his lips as Abraham came up to behind him and pulled the sword free causing more blood to leak from the wound. "Sorry kid, this is how it had to be." He mumbled as he grabbed him by the curled hair and slit his throat. A second canon went off.

Crowds were going wild. Abraham and Daryl had made some impressive moves today, not only had Abraham killed Rick but he had struck down Carol from district eight. He had tried to be fast with it, a knife into the back of the skull. Rick had been running by in the midst of his attack which caused him to become the next target.

"He's huge." Rosita whispered as they lowered themselves down into the bushes.

"We keep them around as collateral." Philip whispered softly looking back at Shane and Lori. "If he comes around they can be shields."

"I think thats a better idea." Rosita whispered back. "I'm not taking him head on."

"That means there are like... ten or eleven of us right?"

"Eleven." She remarked. "If I've kept track correctly."

"Fix her up, we gotta keep her around." Philip snapped as he pointed to Lori's shoulder wound. Rosita nodded and headed off to finally tear it out and sew up the wound. Philip clasped his hand over Lori's mouth while rosita cut the arrow and pulled it out from either side. Lori screamed into his hand while Rosita began to sew the wound.

Philip was angry, he wanted to win, he expected more people to be dead earlier, and many of the good fighters were still on the board. He wanted to take Daryl and Abraham out earlier, but Abraham had been aloof, he had hid his skills early on to try and rein supreme and by all means he was doing well.

Daryl kept pulling the girls along trying to keep them from being injured, he knew eventually he would have to deal with their deaths, knew that he would have to come to terms with the fact that they would die, and that he very well could die too. "Who do you think died?" Andrea asked softly pulling on Daryl's sleeve.

"Anyone could have, it may have been my kills but I doubt it. I didn't really get either of them in a spot that would have killed them. Shane maybe because of the eye shot but I really don't believe I did."

Andrea only nodded, Cyndie was trying not to cry, she thought she had almost lost Daryl and that truly terrified her. They continued on their trek away from the group that had tried to kill them. Daryl closed his eyes softly, his birthday was tomorrow. He just hoped he would wake up the next day, he was waiting for something terrible to happen.

They set up in some trees that night, he helped Cyndie climb up and made sure Andrea was secure. He tied them up in the tree making sure none of them would fall through the night. "Now just sleep, I know it's been a long day. It was a close call, but we will be okay. Just sleep."

The girls nodded and laid back trying to close their eyes. He was genuinely surprised when he saw the two faces show up on the deaths. He hadn't seen them since the games began, he hardly even knew what Carol was good at. He had seen her weave some things, but she hadn't been much of a player. However that did mean Shane and Lori were still alive.

He needed to take them out, or at least Philip because he was his biggest rival. He did wonder how long it would take for the games to end, and if he would end up being the victor or not. His confidence was low, and he knew it.