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Ursula

One day at a time, one  tribute to the next. That is all I need, and eventually I will be the  only tribute left, the victor. With that status, I will easily overthrow  my no-good brother and become ruler of the seas.

Once that happenned, the  good times would be back. Those trembling crowds of selfish, cracked  and peeled for me to dine. Not because I'm mean, or selfish, of course  not! I only want what's mine. And that was exactly what I was going to  get, with a whole lot more then even I had dreamed.

Suddenly, my thoughts  are interrupted by a needle injected into my arm, almost as if the  Capitol was injecting me with some kind of drug to knock me- As if on  cue, everything went black, and I fell asleep.

When my eyes opened  again, I felt the familiar motion of waves rocking, and a plotting grin  reached my face. If the Gamemakers had really put us on a boat, my  trident's power had easily doubled, due to the ridiculous amount of  water surrounding us. This could prove to be rather enjoyable. Brielle's  voice exit the speakers near me, making her first announcement of the  Games. "Congratulations, Artemis, Ella, Ender, Eponine, Estella, Violet  and Ursula, on being our final seven tributes. However, there is still a  twist, and I'm not talking about the new arena..."

I gulped. Twists were  usually bad for most people, though sometimes helpful for one or two. I  had to be part of the people it helped, or I could die very shortly.  "One of the four tributes from Redemption Island has returned, and is  now tied to the captain's chair in the control room, waiting for you to  either rescue them, or kill them. That tribute is either Annabeth,  Audrey, Benjamin, or Roxie."

As soon as I heard those  four names, I knew what I had to do. I had to go to the control room,  in the middle of the fight. No matter what, it could give me tributes to  kill. If Roxie had returned, it would even give me an ally.

Picking up my trident, I  hopped out of my room, and raced out to try and find the control room,  though I eventually slowed down to catch my breath. I finally found a  flight of stairs, and stumbled onto the main deck, which meant I was  getting closer to finding the tribute.

Violet stumbled towards  me, a knife in her hand. "I've been waiting for this moment," she said,  looking me right in the eye. "You tried to kill your own ally, but now I  can get my revenge."

She lept towards me,  knife ready to stab, and I raised my trident. As soon as she came close  to hitting me, a giant wave reached on the boat, pulling Violet towards  the sea.

However, the boat had  thick concrete walls, which stopped her from drowning like I had  originally plan. The force of the wave rammed her against the wall, and  the sound of crushing bones filled my ears, along with Violet's screams  of pain, and, eventually, her cannon.

I progressed towards the  control room, and when I eventually found it, I heard two voices in  front of it, and I pressed myself against the side of the wall, in order  to hear the conversation.

"I'm telling you, this  girl is the perfect bait." the first voice said. "Once Ursula finds out  the jailbird is here, waiting, she'll rush over to free her. And then we  can kill them both."

Roxie was the returning  tribute? That was wonderful! It gave me the power I needed, and some  company in this arena. But how did I free her? The two tributes had to  be rather strong, which meant it would be hard to get through them to  reach Roxie.

I noticed a little  figure on the wall in front of me, trying to creep through the shadows.  Slowly, I walked towards it, and trapped him against the wall with a jet  of water. "Ender?" I asked, surprised.