May The Odds Be Ever In Your Favor

Day 2

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Adam Corbin, D9 Male

Congrats Adam, your training score is now 4!

Day 2

Allison Frankfother, D6 Female

Silently praying, I turn yet another sink faucet handle, hoping to find even a drop of water. Nothing. Not even groaning from the pipes. There’s no water, no water anywhere. I make my way back outside, gripping my axe and looking about constantly. I’m thirsty. Very thirsty.

I walk past a car half-buried in rubble before noticing a large green “X” painted on the trunk. A sudden revelation strikes me as I reach into my backpack and pull out the green key that came with it. I stick the key into the lock of the trunk and turn. The trunk pops open. I look inside, expecting to find some supplies or a weapon. What I find is even more surprising: a hole.

I pull my flashlight out of my backpack and shine it down into the circular cavern. The beam of light reflects off the glassy and shimmering bottom of the hole. I nearly scream with excitement. It’s water. It’s a well. A well hidden in the trunk of a car. I slam the trunk shut, lock it, and run off to find a bucket to send down the hole, ecstatic at the prospect of living one more day.

 

Grace Walter, D1 Female

Taylor didn’t come back last night. Guess he’s out of our alliance. Fine with me.

Three of my allies went out to hunt this morning, and they’re still out. Amber and I were left to defend the supplies at the Cornucopia, and we both suspect it’s because we have the lowest scores in our alliance.

“Hey, throw me a water?” Amber asks as she continues her target practice against the side of the Cornucopia.

I nod at her and grab one of the canteens sitting next to me. We’ve got a total of fifty-five canteens of water. Most of them were sitting in the back of the Cornucopia, but I found a few in the leftover backpacks scattered around our base. With one canteen per person per day, our alliance should be set for eleven days at the least. Eleven days doesn’t seem that long, but I’m hoping that at least one of us will have died by then.

I toss the canteen to Amber, who catches it with one hand and nods her thanks. I don’t mind Amber. She’s definitely the quietest out of our group, and possibly the most level-headed besides me. I wouldn’t dare cross her though; I saw what she did to the boy from 12 yesterday.

If I had to ally with a single person in the arena, it’d probably he her. My district partner Dan is loud and mean. Chris from 4 is only allied with us out of precedent; I can already tell he wants to ditch. And Kate from 4 is the scariest person I’ve ever met. Amber just seems like a normal person. As normal as a person who can shoot someone’s eyes out without a second thought can be. I’ll bide my time, though. For the moment, I’m safe here.

 

Abby Long, D7 Female

“Well, should we go talk to him?” Sarah asks.

My alliance is scoping out the boy from 8, who’s made his base in a school bus. I can see him pacing up and down the aisle inside.

“He doesn’t look dangerous,” I say. “Let’s try it.”

I walk out from behind the pile of rubble where we’ve been taking cover, to the left of the bus. Sarah follows behind me.

“I’ll stay here.”

I turn back and look down at Jeanie, who sits on the ground hugging her knees. She looks terrified. I kneel down beside her.

“Jeanie, I promise that nothing will happen to you. Just come talk to him with us.”

She looks up at me fearfully, but stands after a moment and inches forward behind me, holding the small knife I gave her for security. The three of us are halfway to the bus when an arrow smashes through the bus window.

“Drop!” I yell to the girls, who quickly follow my lead and get down on the ground.

At first I think the boy from 8 has fired at us, but then, looking under the bus, I see the three pairs of feet running towards it. Careers. Another volley of arrows smash through the windows, sending bits of glass flying towards us.

“Get up! Get back behind the rubble, quick!” I yell at the girls over the sound of breaking glass. Sarah nods and stands, pulling the terrified Jeanie to her feet. Behind us, I hear the boy’s screams as the Careers begin to break down the front door of the bus. The three of us get back behind the rubble and watch as the boy from 8 busts open the emergency exit door and jumps out. But the girl from 4, who has climbed on top of the bus, leaps off the back and lands on the boy, pinning him to the ground. She lifts her knives above her head, there is a scream, and then it’s over.

Beside me, Sarah comforts Jeanie, who in her panic grabbed her knife by it’s blade and sliced her hand (Training Point Lost). I keep my eyes on the Careers, jumping slightly at the cannon that sends them walking, thankfully, in the opposite direction of our rubble pile. As the three of us head back to our base, I make a mental note to not seek out any more allies, as I might lose the ones I already have.

 

Dead Tribute:

Justin McCoy, D8 Male

Injured Tribute:

Jeanie Choi, D12 Female

Statistics

Kill Count:

Dan Mcbride, D1 Male: 1 (Alex Dooley, D12 Male)

Taylor Pride, D2 Male: 1 (Kailyn Love, D8 Female)

Hannah Cruz, D3 Female: 1 (Peyton Finley, D6 Male)

Kate Henson, D4 Female: 1 (Justin McCoy, D8 Male)

Chris Thompson, D4 Male: 1 (Lindsey Emery, D9 Female)

 

Alliances:

Careers (Grace Walter and Dan McBride: D1 Tributes, Amber Washington: D2 Female, Kate Henson and Chris Thompson: D4 Tributes)

Abby’s Alliance: (Abby Long: D7 Female, Sarah Harrist: D11 Female, Jeanie Choi: D12 Female)

Hannah’s Alliance: (Hannah and Rene Cruz: D3 Tributes, Maureen Lynch: D5 Female, Eliana Schulze: D10 Female)

 

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