-Chapter 17- Daniel's POV I watched as the non-Career tributes ran for the forests. I saw Tiffany and her team sprinting in the opposite direction as most of the tributes, equipped with packs and weapons. Good job, Tiffany. "Look at all of this," Victor smirked as he walked confidently around the Cornucopia. "What are you good with?" "T-trident," I stuttered as he tossed me a trident. For a second I thought he had thrown it at me, trying to kill me... "Let's set up camp," Victor huffed, starting to stack crates. "Anyone need food?" We all shook our heads no. To be honest, I was hungry, but I didn't want to anger anyone. Plus, I'd get all the food I want after my plan tonight. After a few hours of organizing our supplies near the Cornucopia, Victor, Blaire, and Solin started to drift to sleep, weapons in hand. It wasn't until I heard them snoring that I started my plan that I would have never done if I hadn't heard their plan. I found a large duffle bag in the huge pile, and emptied out its contents. I started stuffing the bag with a variety of items; a sleeping bag, an assortment of medicines, different foods, and weapons. It's amazing how much this bag could hold. But something caught my eye that I've only seen once before. A green, oval-shaped hand grenade lay on top of a crate on the bottom of the pile. Perfect! I almost shouted as I pulled the ring out, threw it in the middle of where the Careers were sleeping, heaved my duffle bag over my shoulder, and ran in the direction I saw Tiffany and her allies go. Moments later I heard an explosion and screams from the Careers. Then a cannon went off. Who died? I wondered. After running for a few miles, I stopped to catch a breath, then heard rustling in the trees above me. "Who's there?" I asked, gripping my trident tightly. "Daniel?" a voice none other than Tiffany called out. "Tiffany!" I yelled as I scaled the tree. "I heard a cannon go off," she cried as she hugged me tightly. "I thought...it was you." "It's a long story," I said. "I-it was your kill?" she asked, wiping her tears away. "Yeah," I said. "One of the Careers. I don't know which." "I guess we'll find out tomorrow," she said, now holding herself together. That's when we heard screams fairly close to us, and a cannon go off.
My D2 Female: Name: Brayton Candon Age: 17 Bio: After loosing her sister, Clove Candon, the D2 female in the 74th HG, Volunteers herself as a tribute. Persona: Melicious, Minipulative, Carrer Tribute, Sassy. Weapon: Throwing Knives