User blog:LydiaMartin1/The Victor Games: All Great Champions Must die

Bio of the Victors
The games to test the strength of Past Victors. The games that could possibly end their luck and leave them for dead. Who will win? These games were made to put the victors in their place, that even though you can make bonds with the other victors, you still might have to kill them in the end. The game isn't something to be messed with, and even if you may be a Victor, are you still better than people who might have been in the games longer than you. The games are a testment for your ability and strength, to have to kill for a second time, the games can be a dangerous place as everyone one of them has come to know, and while you havent faced death yet, these could be the games that out due you, who is the strongest tribute of all? Which Victor will conquer all even if it means killing those you have grown a connection with?

Rules
These games are for Past Victors only, you will present a tribute that has won a game before. You can Present more than 1 but no more than 3. Follow these guidelines.

Name:

Age:

District:

Weapon:

Personality:

Weakness:

Strength:

Interview Strategy:

Bloodbath Strategy:

Token:

Backstory:

Past games won:

Appearance:

These games will be based around the concept of 12 district, but with a small twist 5 tributes from each district making a total of 60 tributes in all. These games will narrow down which Victor is really the best out of all. Good Luck to the past Victors and Remember may the odds be every in your Favor.

The Reapings: District 1
The city, built with the wealthiest of money. Favored by the capitol, even though they rebelled during the time of the second rebellion. They having each year lost two of their tributes since then. This year the games are different, they are more cunning and dangerous. This year is the year in which the victors will be placed against each other in a battle to see who will win.

The area will be empty, only the victors lined up to see who will be chosen. There will be no volunteering this time. The tributes will all line up, from having tributes who are all young to the tributes who have lived for eighty years or more in the district.

The tributes all filed out into the area in front of the stage, it was quiet as only about thirty people were actually present in the area. Most of the tributes are fairly young in age, which means most of them have been recent victors. The older victors present are those of mentors to the younger winners.

Most of the tributes were dressed in elegant attire for the occasion, but others were wearing just shirts and pants. The tributes all stood in front of the stage, there was one bowl in the middle and a man standing in front of a mic. He was wearing a black tux and had his brown hears swept to the side.

"Welcome Victors, as the decree this year by the capitol this year we are to choose five names from each district. Which means you five tributes will have to be placed agaisnt 55 other tributes in the games." He choked up and then touched the mic to see if it was still on.

"So well lets begin." The tributes all started looking around at each other, then their eyes all shot towards the bowl when he placed his hand deep inside. His hand circled around the bowl until he stopped and jerked one of the names straight out. He slowly opened the piece of paper and then looked out into the crowd of about thiry. "Excel Rose." He looked out at the crowd and then the crowd parted.

He had glasses and his light blonde hair, his gaze however killed just as well as his past skills in the games he won. He is twenty-one, the games he won were about 3 years ago. Excel started making his way onto the stage and then a woman ran out of the crowd and pulled the kid into a hug. "Please don't take my baby again." He hugged the woman and then told her to go. She nodded and then started walking away, tears flooding the ground.

"Well its great to see such a young competitor in the games again, and such a familiar face. I can honestly say that I watched the games that you won and your effort to kill the last tribute was priceless, I could see the anger in your eyes. I expect that you will make it far in these games." Excel smiled and then turned towards the crowd, most weren't even paying attention to him.

The host took a breath and then reached down into the pile of names again and pulled up a piece of paper. He pulled it open and then the name slid off the tongue. "Victoria Heart." The blonde haired girl in the middle of the crowd started walking up. She looked up and noticed the guy holding his hand out to take hers, she never took it and stood right beside Excel.

"Beautiful girl like you being placed into the games again, isn't that a shame." She turned to him and then she stared out into the crowd. Her mentors weren't in the crowd, they were dead. Dead since they died in the 75th hunger games. Gloss and Cashmere, the siblings. "Oh the siblings from this district were your mentors weren't they? Lets hope that you can carry on their legacy."

He smiled and then placed his hand into the bowl again, this time it was the longest wait to see who would be pulled out. He finally out the name and then held it into the sun and opened it. "Marielle Jaffe." The dirty blonde tribute stood forward, she was the winner from last years games. "Well if it isn't one of the victors from last years games in the flesh. She is here again, ready to be polled." Marielle walked up to the stage and then stood in the middle of the two tributes.

"We are almost done here, two more tributes left. It's almost exciting to see who will be the next two, It always exciting to see the young compete, they always cause the most hype." He smirked and then he stuck his hand in the bowl again to reach for the next piece of paper containing on of the last names. He opened the piece of paper and then held it up to his face, he seemed unsure of the name, as it it was long and hard to pronounce.

"Markey Primal-Omega, please come up to the stage." The young man stepped forward, but there was no one around him. Some might say it was was because of his evil victory from the games that he won, or others may say that it was the countless females that he raped and killed over his time in District 1. He stood up on the stage by the female tributes and his smirk really caught their attention. They knew of everything about him, there was no denying that it wasn't rumors being spread they were true.

The final name drew the most anticipation, as many victors were hoping and praying that they would then again be able to live and not be placed into the games, it was hard to think of all this at once. As his hand went into the bowl, about half the crowds faces turned in fear others stuck still at the bowl, like they were in a candy shop. He finally pulled out the last name, the crowd was silent that a knife could cut the air.

"Berke DeFlint." This name drew the most chatter, the boy who was originally from District 4 when he won his first games. He was the innocent new blood during his time, but he changed for worse and the games drew him to madness. He stood up and then he started heading to the stage, many of the past victors were leaving and fleeing the area, while others stayed and watched to see what was gonna be said.

"These five victors will once again be placed in the arena again. Its honestly sad to see the victors being sent off again, I mean they won the first time." The victors turned to the announcer and then he motioned them to the back room, but this time there was no saying goodbye. This time the Capitol took that away from them. "Don't we get to say goodbye?" Victoria said while staring at the crowd and more importantly her mother. "We don't permit that now, you all have to be on the train to get to the Capitol on prompt time." Victoria tried running up to see her mother but the peacekeepers held their guns out blocking the way.

"These games are different, there is no hope for most of you. Only one victor out of the sixty of you." The announcer held his hand out and then a car came up to the front of the stage, just enough to fit all of us. Victoria and Marielle got into the backseat, away from all of the boys of their district. The boys got into the car, It was weird. They had all been victors of their games, but they had never seen each other a day in their lives. It was just like normal, you meet new people just to kill them in the end.

"Well that was probably the most depressing reaping I have had to witness. I mean having to send in the victors, the Capitol reaches a new low every year. I actually knew the brother and sister duo from the games back before their death. I witnessed their games both consecutive years. Cashmere, the youngest by a year was the first to volunteer. Her brother was next and they were excellent winners. It was really a shame to see them die, family ties buried with them."

The roads were empty, it was weird and dreary. There however was a grim measure being carried out. Every year they would burry holes for the tributes who get placed into the games, so that way they could have a memorial for those who died. If you won they would cover it back up and would eventually burry it again once you died. Thats what they did for Cashmere and Gloss. They finally gave them their memorial the year of the seventy-fifth games. About every day you would always see people visiting hoping to recieve some kind of spiritual enlightenment and luck to come from the dead.

The car eventually stopped at the crowd of people and then the monorail behind them. "This is your final moments in the District, wave goodbye and then head aboard the monorail. We have a very tight schedule to be sticking too and I need you all there in plenty of time to arrange the costumes for the chariots." The tributes all nodded and then waved goodbye, the ending of the reapings but the beginning of the time before they get sent into the games again to kill and to possibly die.

The Reapings: District 2
The District that has had everything that is has every owned given to them because of their loyalty. They also house the peacekeepers and train them in the same Academy that they train tributes until they are the age of 18. Its such a surreal thought when you think about it. Many of the people in th district find themselves in beautiful brick houses, and everyone is wealthy. There is no inbetween, most of the tributes are wealthy without even living in the Victors Village, its not as cut out as what it really is when everybody is almost rich enough to live there.

District two has had some of the most formidable opponents in the games history, each at least making it to the final seven. You had Cato and Clove originate from this district and also Brutus and Enobaria, only one currently living out of the four tributes. Many years, especially now the area has been rather large when it comes to polling the tributes for the games.

With such a wide history of victors, District 2 doesn't disappoint in the amount. The victors all lined up in front of the stage, the rows outstretched, easily double the amount of victors from District 1. A man who was wearing a white suite and had red hair grabbed the mic. "Hello District 2, these games are very different from what most of you have had to witness. I mean only one member here was actually chosen to participate in such an activity in the past. Enobaria was the only one from your district to have to face other victors."

The crowed roared at the mention of her name, while she stepped out from behind it and took front stage of the people. She wanted to know which sorry fools would be placed into the games again. She took her stand and then watched as he moved his hand in the bowl and then pulled out the first name. "Anthony Proxy." The guy who won last years games. He was the leader of the careers pack for the last few minutes of the game.

Enobaria, during his games, had made a comment that he reminded her about her days with Brutus and the male partner she had during the 62nd Hunger Games. Anthony passed her and then took his spot on the stage and stared out at the crowd, he had recognized at least two from the games last year who had one with him. The man beside of him reached his hand down into the bowl again to pull out the next name.

"Chloe Black." Chloe turned away from the crowd and then started passing Enobaria, who had easily seen her as being her doppleganger during her games. Chloe stood on the stage, but avoided the gaze of Anthony since she was one of the winners from last year, also one of the people going against him and the other careers. She managed to kill two important careers during her time in the games.

The man reached his hand into the bowl again. "Annasticia Bios." The crowd all cheered, every district 2 winner from last year appeared in the games for this year, it was exciting knowing that each of them survived last year and they will have to kill each other in these games. Annasticia walked up to the stage, nothing really special about her from just looking over, but she indeed had a massive great use with her axe in cutting down the competion during her games.

The man then pulled out the two last names from the bowl, didn't even care about it. "The last two tributes are Artemis Kane and Xerox Roult." The two names that probably nobody had even heard about since the beginning of their games. They had both won their games rather close to each other, but they weren't as big time victors as Enobaria who had won her games and then survived the next. Both of their games had fallen after her surviving the 75th, so publicity was still on her.

Artemis was a very nice girl, even going as far to not kill the person that she was with in her games and becoming a co-victor with her. Xerox was rather sweet during his time in the games too, they ended shortly by having rebels come and take him out of the arena. Both two victors were suprisingly sweet and had a rather sound impact on how district 2's tributes were viewed.

"Well there you have it, the 5 tributes from District 2 who will have to be placed in the games again." They all started to walk away when Enobaria stood up on the stage. "This is unfair, the Capital can hold another victors games." The man nodded and then brushed the past victors away. "I know that you may think its unfair, but its just punishment for having a rebellion from the other District's." Enobaria pulled a knife from her side and then turned to the host taking them away.

She held the knife up to his throat and then looked him straight in the eyes. "I know about losing tributes, I lost my partner in both of my games. Looking at those tributes out there makes me sick because they might share the same fate as them." She brought it closer to his throat and then something smacked acrossed the back of her head, causing her to drop the knife and the host to kick it away.

The peacekeepers behind her restrained her and then pulled a gun up to her head. "Go ahead, shoot me. I have nothing to live for anyways, I lost my purpose after I watched both of the tributes I trained die in the 74th Hunger Games and then watching Brutus die." She was then taken away, every one of the past victors were watching. They slowly disappeared and then the host went back to talking to those selected.

"Well lets see, its almost time to go so we should be making our way down to the car to take us to the monorail." Everyone nodded and then they started walking down to the car, while many of the past Victors all waved goodbye at them and wished them luck. The females piled in the back while the males piled in the front. "So what do you all feel about having to be placed in the games again?"

Chloe ignored the question and instead looked out past him and stared at the peacekeepers huddled around Enobaria. No doubt they were going to beat her, thats what they always did to the tributes who acted out. This might be worse considering that she was one of the main victors and an act like that from her would surly be enough to set the Captiol off in a mad rage.

By the time anyone actually tried to speak a word they were about twenty feet away from the monorail taking them to the Captiol, once again. "Well it looks like we are here, promptly on time and everyone is accounted for. I think I have done a rather amazing job this year, dont you think?" No one responded, why would you as if that was such a great honor to have bestowed upon you.

The monorail arrived on time, as per usual as they have never been late. Enobaria was still being hassled by the peacekeepers when one of them stopped. Her teeth were actually knocked over, most were dull by now. The sharpness that she used to achieve severing the skin of one of the tributes to win was now gone. She was reduced to not having the weapon that she always used.

The peacekeepers kept her away from the victors because they were afraid it might start a riot on the spot, so they rushed her away from the area and locked her away until the victors were rushed out of the District. The host grabbed the tributes and then brought them up on the monorail and then they waited until the doors opened, their ticket to their unfortunate death. It was honestly nervewrecking to be placed in again, after you already won once.

The District drew quiet as they gave their last salute goodbye to the victors, knowing that they possibly wouldn't ever see them returing to the place they once called home. The victors said their small goodbyes, which included waving like twice before they were pushed onto the monorail. Death waits around every corner of these games, only 1 will survive. That means 59 of them will be dead, and they could be any one of the deceased after the games.

The Reapings: District 3
The district of engineering and computers. The district itself remains as one of the poorer districts and was one of the first districts to actually start the rebellion. The district has many smart and intellectual members, some of the smartest tributes to ever set foot in the games. Beetee and Wiress were two of the smartest victors that came from the district, tokens that not everything was poor in the district.

Unfortunately, Wiress was killed in the arena on day two by Gloss. Beetee however after returning back lost his mind slowly. He is now about 70 years old and presides in the Victors Village where he never comes out and rarely talks or eats, an empty shell most likely created from the effects of having to go through the games and the memories that they created.

The district had a very few Victors present, Beetee actually came out during the ceremony and the other Victors all lined themselves up in front of the stage, the amount enough to count on your fingers. Beetee was pointing up to the sky and mumbling now, his brain and his weapon are now nothing more than little play toys and puzzles that can never be put back together because the pieces are missing.

The announcer stepped up to the mic, her hair was fashioned in the way of Effie's except her outfit was more gothic. "Hello District 3, before we begin I just want you all to know that I have the liberty to have you shot and killed if you disrupt this ceremony. Don't make me have to use force." The victors all rolled theirs eyes and she dipped her hand into the bowl to pull out one of the names.

"Petra Mines, please come up to the stand to be reaped into the games again for your imment death." The girl with her black haired tied into a bun started walking towards the stage, she was twisting a wire in her hands and shaking in her place and whispering to herself in rapid breaths. She walked onto the stage and then stopped and stared into the crowd. "Don't want to go, don't want to die."

The announcer went on with her buisness and wrote Petra off and turned back to the bowl to reach into it again. "Lets see who the next loser out of this bunch will be, I just know that I wont be it." She chuckled as the crowd tried to hide them holding their middle fingers up at her. She pulled the next name out and then stared at the paper, as if she was having a conversation with it.

"Ah yes now we have Honoria Borealis." The middle aged woman stepped out from the crowd and pulled her brown hair behind her ears, its been a long time since she had won her games, 24 years to be exact. The woman stepped onto the stage, she knew that she would be one of the older victors since there was only one person equal in her age and one older.

"Hurry up we don't have all day." The announcer grabbed her arm and threw her beside Petra and then turned a fake smile on and stuck her hand into the bowl again. Honoria looked over at Petra, she had won her games a year before hers, the poor girl was such a train wreck after hers. Honoria turned to the crowd, the numbers were dwindling, from having eight victors to now having six in the crowd.

The announcer grabbed the name and then pulled it out. "The next person is Emerald Infinity." She had blone curly hair and green eyes. The announcer stepped out away from the mic and then looked closer at her. "Are you from the right district hunny? I mean not only you having a name of a gem but at also the blonde and green eyes." The woman was pressing the age of about thiry, her skin was still flawless, not a single mole or pimple. She was misplaced in the poor district.

Emerald walked up to the stage, her attitude was sure one of those living in a higher up place. She turned to the other victors and then rolled her eyes at them and folder her arms ready to be over with all of this, she is slowly missing the luxury of being in such a fabulous place. "Thank god only two more tributes left to announce and then I can leave this morbid place." She stuck her hand down into the bowl and then held it up beside the mic as she began to read the name.

"Thias Feyuz." The youngest victor in district three. He wont just short few years ago, the most recent victor out of all. Its been five years since they have had a winner. He stepped away from the small crowd left, only four left. He began to walk towards the stage. The announcer sat there and tapped her foot down on the stage. Thias being one of the younger tributes, who still had fire flicked her off and took his place in the middle of the group. The other victors joined in with laughter as the announcer gasped and snatched the last name out of the bowl.

"Quinn Demacia, get your ass up here so we can leave. I'm tired of being here I just want to get back to the capitol so I can drink and sleep." Quinn left the three victors behind her and then grabbed the womans shirt. The peacekeepers surrounded her. "I swear to god if you dont shut up I will shove the mic down your throat, then you will be asleep." The announcer nodded and then Quinn let go of her shirt and then walked to the rest of the group.

"God such rude and hatefull people iin this district, anyways here are your five district 3 victors going back into the games." She brushed off her shirt and then twirled her fingers in the air to have them bring the car around to meet the monorail to take them to the Capitol. "God I need a damn drink if I will be taking care of these shits." She walked away from the group and pulled a cig out and lit and placed it in her mouth.

"Are you all coming or not." The victors all headed behind her and then she waved fake goodbyes to the rest of the victors, Beetee was standing on the side and was staring at the group. "Wire, they are going again. They are going to play again." Beetee said to Wiress who was nothing but a ghostly image in his mind to help him cope with his loss of her.

The tributes all piled into the car while the announcer put her cig out on the side of the car. The ashes all fell down to the ground and then stepped into the car. She looked around and then noticed that there was alcohol in the front of the vehicle. "Oh thank god." She reached forward and then took the top of the bottle off and then started drinking from the bottle, most fell down the side of her mouth.

Thias went to grab a bottle, but Honoria grabbed the bottle from him and placed it back up front. "You are not old enough for the drink." He rolled his eyes and then shoved himself to the side of the car away from everyone else. Petra was in the back, she was shaking and leaned over Thias shoulder. "We play game again? I like pattycake." Thias nodded and then turned back again away from her.

Emerald was doing her make up in the mirror in the front, until they hit a bump and her lipstick went all the way across her face. "Shit." She tried to wipe it off but Quinn marked more on her face. "Oh look a clown." She threw a fist at Quinn, but she ducked and knocked the bottle out of the announcers hand. "I did not finish my drink yet." She grabbed another bottle and then started drowing herself back again.

When they finally reached the monorail to get on, the announcer stepped out of the car and was carrying three bottles. One in her mouth the other in her mouth. She managed to drop one onto the ground and it smashed and she stepped away from it and walked up to the monorail and stepped on and waited for the others to join her. "Come on, I'm tired." The group followed behind, but Thias snuck a drink from a bottle before he got into the monorail.

This was their last few moments before they get to the Capitol, they needed as much freedom as they could grasp before it was all taken away like before. The doors closed behind them, they could see the faces of the people from district 3, but within a few minutes they were just shadows from the past.

The Reapings: District 4
District 4, fishing export and known  for training their tributes to fish for all the elegant fish that the Capitol gets to enjoy. They were excellent in their efforts and remain today as one of the richest districts in Panem. They have had many victors in the past, Finnick was one of the fan favorites who ultimately died while fighting to aid Katniss. The other tribute that was very popular was Mags, she was the oldest victor and tribute period, she lived before the Games actually came into effect.

She like Finnick however died, taking her leave during the 75th Hunger Games. She sacrificed herself to save Finnick, Peeta and Katniss. She also volunteered for Annie Cresta, she still lives in the District and takes care of her child. She fears that one day that her child will be reaped into the games, she knows that things aren't safe around for the children of the district.

With the news of the tribute being reaped as Victors she took her and her son down to the stage. She looked around and noticed all the Victors. She had never really seen any of them before because she usually keeps herself locked up in her house. The other Victors all moved around Annie and then they stopped when they noticed a female with velvet red hair and Green eyes standing at the stage.

She was very quiet and didn't really speak much herself. "Um hello, I'm here to call out the names of the Victors who will be placed into the games again this year." She was very nervous and she stripped over the mic and fell to the ground with it. She looked into the crowd and then scooted back away from them and then grabbed the mic back and lifted it back in front of her.

"I'm so sorry." You could see tears coming out of her eyes. She placed her hand into the bowl and then pulled out a slip of paper. She starting fidgeting with the piece of paper and then she finally opened it up. "Um can I have Daria Suter to please come up to the stage." The Victors from last years games stepped forward and stepped onto the stage. "Don't be afraid to call the names, we have all gone through this once."

The girl nodded and then took ahold of the mic and then turned to look at Daria. She placed her hand down into the bowl, she circled it atleast 8 times before she pulled out one of the names. "Um the next name is Cove Lowson." He stood up and then his red hair swayed in the wind. He started walking up to the stage. He came up beside the announcer. "With that we have three more tributes left."

The announcer grabbed the next name out of the bowl. "Maysilee Abadeer." The pale female with with black hair stepped forward. Her name was a household name, named after Maysilee Donner. Maysilee stepped onto the stage and then looked around at the audience. She stopped her eyes down on the face of Annie. She noticed the baby crying and then Annie trying to walk the baby away.

The announcer grabbed the next name and turned to look at the three victors beside her. "The next victor is Nina Marion." She pushed a couple of the victors out of the way and then started walking up to the stage. She turned the announcer and then she pushed her to the side. "You would pick me you bitch." The announcer stepped to the side and tried to avoid her gaze, scared for her life.

The announcer grabbed the mic and moved back to the bowl, ready to draw the last name and to avoid anymore contact with Nina. She placed her hand down into the bowl and circled around the rim scared to actually place her hand into the bowl to pull out a name. She finally reached down into the bowl and looked away when she pulled out the last name of the tributes. "William Spears."

The boy from the audience stood up and he had black hair combed to the side and glasses. He walked up to the stage and tried to talk to the other victors, but they ignored him. The announcer moved out of the way of the mic and then looked at the tributes. She signaled for them to say goodbye and then mumbled "I'm sorry." She noticed the car appearing in front of them and then she motioned for them to follow.

She placed them into the car and then got in and closed the door behind her. "I'm so sorry, they shouldn't be doing this to you all." Nina looked over at her and then placed her fist into the air like she was going to hit her. "You're right, we already won once. They cant do this to us." Maysilee looked over everybody and then stared outside the window. "They already have, we are the fourth district. So its happening and it will happen." Cove turned to Daria and William and they all busted out talking at once. "What if they cause a rebellion?" The announcer went to speak, but then the car stopped.

"That isn't advised especially if you have loved ones you want to protect." She said stepping out of the car to meet the monorail. "Its a dangerous game to be playing, the card already worked twice. They won't let the card be played and win again a third time." The victors all got out of the car and then started walking over to the monorail. "This is goodbye." The announcer didn't say anything afterwards because she wasn't going to make bets on who would live or die, that was the Capitol's job.

They all started walking towards the monorail, but the announcer stopped and stared at the crowd. "This district is one of the best districts out there. It doesn't deserve to lose the victors that have already won the games, what was the point of them winning just to die." Annie looked through the crowd and noticed the female speaking. "This is their goodbye, don't waste it."

The victors from their district all ran up to the tributes and started hugging them. Annie looked over at them and then went up to the monorail with them. "Please don't let district 4's name be in vain. Finnick and Mags both died honorably and I feel like you should live out their goal and complete it. Be safe and what ever happens try to win at all costs." Annie held her child in her hands and then the doors behind the monorail closed.

Annie waved goodbye and within a few minutes the monorail was gone. The district's don't deserve to give up their victors, this is the second time that she had to see it all happen. "They will be fine, afterall Finnick and Mags were courageous and they all are too." She placed her child in her arms and then turned to the rest of the victors. It was time something needed to be changed.

The Reapings: District 5
The District that carries the electricity that is used to carry out the electronical purposed in the Capitol as well as in the other districts. District 5 which has the lowest population count out of any of the Districts, peacefully coexists with the other districts and rarely interferes with anything going on that is outside of the district itself. They are very alone, and often stay away from political affairs within Panem.

The only main tribute that came out of District 5 was Foxface. She was the stealthy female who made her way to place 4th in the 74th Hunger Games. She never fought anyone, not killing a single tribute that was until she ate the poisoned berry's, which in turn killed her. After the games many people started wondering if she ate the berries on purpose, knowing that she would never be able to win against the remaining tributes.

The Victors of district 5 all showed up, The numbers totalled up to 6 victors. That meant only one victor wouldn't be placed into the games. This was one of the most nervous reapings for the fact that you know everyone is going to go and there will only be one left, you want to be the one that won't be picked. The victors all stopped moving and then they were all told to approach closer to the stage.

A man with white hair and piercing brown eyes stepped onto the stage, it was dangerous to look into the eyes of those who hold your fate. The man coughed and then placed his hand into the bowl and snatched out the first name almost immediately. "Frade Spectrus." The male with red hair and black outlining came up to the stage, his eyes were demonic.

It was speculated that he won the games, that the tribute froze up from fear from his eyes. Frade also had a brother who also won the games. Frade walked onto the stage and turned to the man and smiled, the man tried to ignore his gaze but it was too powerful. The man placed his hand into the bowl and pulled out the next name. "Shade Spectrus." The man caught on that they must be brothers.

The brother was peaceful compared to his brother, his hair was the complete opposite. It was black with red outlining and it was much longer than his brothers short hair. He however had two different colored eyes. The man didn't feel threatened around him, atleast not yet that was. Shade took to the stage and then stood right beside his brother. They knew what was going to happen, one would have to kill the other.