User blog:WiressFan21/198th Hunger Games with a Twist

Introduction
Ok, so this is my third blog on the Hunger Games. The first one was a separate one for me to show people my type of writing and the others were open for other users, but are postponed. Now, I'm starting a new one, if you kind of didn't notice. This time, I'm using a really unique twist which will surprise so many people. Anways, for these Games, all I ask is that you are active on it. Back to the Games, I'll do a few reapings (or none), chariot rides, training, private session scores, interviews, and then the Games. I will also be including the regular districts, the Capitol, and District 14 (an unknown district founded by previous victors who fled during the Victor's Purge, these victors with their family started a new district and had a specialty in astronomy. This means all tributes from District 14 are relatives from victors). Just keep in mind that I need 60 tributes and each person can have 4 tributes.

Districts 1-13 and Capitol
Name:

Age: 

District:

Gender:

Personality:

Backstory: (optional)

Appearance: 

Height: 

Weapons: 

Possible Allies: (examples: districts, weapons, age, gender, nice, weak, smart, strong, evil, etc.)

Training Plans: (determines strengths and weaknesses)

District 14
Same as Above, except with a little more - 

Victor Related To: (can be unnamed, dosen't need to be Cecelia or Wiress or anyone; name the year they won)

How Victor Won: (this will determine anything that came down through them, like extreme way of killing or strength)

Mentor Template
So, I'm going to add one more thing to this Game...well actually 2 but I'll explain that later. Anyways, I'm adding mentors which will be in charge of the sponsoring and giving advice to your tributes prior to the Games. However, don't think that they're going to be controlling your tribute, you can go along with their advice if you want, but you don't need to. With the sponsoring, it will rely on them like it does in normal years. The ONLY sponsor gift you can give your tribute is advice which will cost $25, otherwise you cannot give your tribute anything. Plus if you don't send your tribute advice, I can do whatever to your tribute.

Here's the Template:

Name: 

Age: (if you want, you can give me the age they won their Games) (to find their current age do this: 198 - year of Games won = [years mentoring] + age won Games = [current age])

District: 

Lunaii: (must have one of their current age, can add one of when the won Games if wanted)

Weapons Used:

How they Won Their Games: (be persise, any kills they got and what happened in the end)

Allies during Games: (make sure you tell me their relationship as well and how/when they died, plus the effect it had on your tribute once they died)

What Happened after their Games: (include any drinks or how they mentor, plus if they got married)

MAKE SURE IT MATCHES THE ARENA OR ELSE I WILL NOT ACCEPT IT

Rules of Mentoring

 * 1) You cannot make a mentor from the same district and gender as one of your tributes, it can be from the same different, but not the same mentor
 * 2) If mentors don't respond for a day, any sponsor gifts the user requests of the tribute will be given to the tribute
 * 3) You can only own 3 mentors
 * 4) Mentors must make sure they give advice for each of the tributes prior to the Games and try to negotiate to earn sponsors. To earn money during the Games, you must write down how you would convince me and depending upon that, I'll give you a certain amount of sponsor money, or none if it isn't good.
 * 5) If mentors want to, they can trade tributes to sponser, but it cannot be yours and a mentor can only mentor 2
 * 6) Depending on how far the tributes of the mentors get, the district will treat them different ways. If the tributes die first, the district won't really rely on them, but if they win, the district will thank the mentor

Stylist Template
I'm also adding stylists to help the tributes team win. There will be one from each district and will write a description of the costume and the years they've be doing that district. Also, make sure to include any additional information.

Here's the Template:

Name:

Age: 

District being a Stylist:

Lunaii: 

Years being Stylist: (include any information of other district's they've been a stylist for)

Boy Chariot Costume: (if the two males will have different costumes, state so) (the more accurate it is to the district's industry, the more sponsors will sponsor the tribute)

Girl Chariot Costume: (if the two females will have different costumes, state so) (the more accurate it is to the district's industry, the more sponsors will sponsor the tribute)

Boy Interview Costume: (if the two males will have different costumes, state so) (doesn't need to resemble the district)

Girl Interview Costume: (if the two females will have different costumes, state so) (doesn't need to resemble the district)

Tributes

 * Came from District 4 [Flick's is Aquira Watomjut; Derek's is Finnick Odair]


 * Came from District 7 [Joanna's is Johanna Mason]


 * Runaway that came to District 14

Tribute Gallery
Please keep in mind that Xenon has two images because there was one of her with makeup and without.

Mentors

 * The District 14 Male Mentor was from District 11


 * The District 14 Female Mentor was from District 2

Game Arenas
Sorry, but these are in order of Games from farthest back (starting with 142nd to 197th), make sure you locate Games first and if it's a Quarter Quell, make sure you read what the Quell was first

142nd - Trailer Park

150th - Maze

155th - Dump

159th - Time Square

161st - Underground Railroad (literally, not with Harriot Tubmin)

164th - Cenote

167th - Plantation

168th - Zoo

170th - Desert

171st - Cave

172nd - Mansion

173rd - Countryside

175th - Mall

176th - Huge Library

178th - Leaning Tower of Pisa

180th - College

181st - Tropical Beach

182nd - Huge Toy Store

187th - Large Graveyard

188th - Jungle

189th - Antarctica

190th - Outer Space

191st - Zombie-Invested City

192nd - Forest

193rd - Old Factory

194th - Large, White Room (Lasted a Day)

195th - Castle

196th - Island of Terror

197th - Carnival

Quarter Quells
Everyone should know the 25th, 50th, and 75th Quarter Quells so I'll jump to the 100th.

100th: Only Districts 3, 4, 6, 7, 8, 11, 12 and 13 must hand over tributes for starting a rebellion against the Capital.

125th: Nobody will win these Games to prove that war will never solve anything and the Capital shall rule forever.

150th: No Capital tributes will enter Games; Tributes will be put in a maze without the use of weapons to prove that they'll be lost without the Capital, the winner will be crowned if they are the first to make it to the end of the maze. The only stuff in the Corncopia was many compasses and a few maps that were destroyed when getting so far into the maze.

175th: Only Capital tributes will win to prove the Capital will overrule all other districts.

Tribute Sponsoring
Let me explain this: tribute sponsoring will actually depend on how well you participate. I'm not going to give you $500 free just because you submitted a tribute, you'll have to earn it. This way, you'll have to participate if you want your tribute to do good. If you contantely stay active, your tribute could earn up to $1,000, but if you don't, just expect $0. There will be many opportunities for you to earn money for your tribute(s): chariot ride costume, training plans, private session plans, interviews, and then Game strategy. I'll also include a table that I saw in another Games where I'll rate you on how you did and tell you how many fans you have rooting for you. Keep in mind that kills might also impact the fans and the tributes condition.

'ALL OF THESE ARE OUT OF 12! EXCEPT FOR DISTRICT FANS WHICH, ADDED UP, WILL EQUAL 20!'

Canopy Starsos
The reaping. That's all you need to say and feelings range from happiness to fright to sadness. Chandelier. That's all you need to say to get me all lovey-dovey, as my friends say. Her purple eyes, freakles, and long, straight, black hair just are so beautiful. Plus, I heard that this year, she's planning on volunteering. I must volunteer as well! Then, we can be lovebirds in the Games and win the Games together. We'll come back home, get married, have children.

"Good morning District 1," our strange escort, Veronica screams. Suddenly, I lose my train of thoughts and almost forget where I'm at. I must remember that I need to volunteer. Make sure that I'm the one who protects Chandelier and even if I fail, she could win and remember me forever.

"I volunteer," screams a girl from the 17-year old section. Shoot! Did I miss it? I can't even see who volunteers until I catch a glimpse of the blue and red hair. Phew, thank God it wasn't Chandelier, or else I'd have to volunteer. I mean, despite the fact I'm from District 1, I'm still afraid that I'll die. Seriously, who isn't afraid of death.

"I volunteer," screams another girl from the 17-year old section. Oh shoot, I forgot there is going to be two males and females from each district. There's the black hair which is surely Chandelier's. Now Canopy, keep your eyes on the prize. Remember, you must be the next to volunteer for the boys. Just focus your thoughts.

"I volunteer," the boy standing three people away from me screams. He slowly approaches the stage and then Veronica announces the next tribute.

"I VOLUNTEER," I scream at the top of my lungs and everyone looks at me. Even the other boy who just made it to the stairs stops halfway up it and turns. Chandelier stands their, shaking her head as if this was a dream...or maybe a nightmare. Is it possible Chandelier has a crush on me?

"Excuse me," Veronica says in a upbeat voice, "are you coming?" I walk onto stage and stand right next to the red-eyed boy.

"What's your name?" I whisper to the boy next to me.

"Topaz Grace," he whispers, still looking at Veronica.

"And here are the District 1 tributes for the 198th Hunger Games," she shouts and people start to leave, "but wait, because the Capital has promised a twist."

I watch as our fat, lazy mayor walks to Veronica and hands her the envelope. He turns, gives me a sick look as if I did something wrong. What did I do?

"Ohhh, this is interesting," Veronica says, "each of you will be put into a small arena to fight."

"What!?" we all scream in union. They can't do that...can they?

Veronica leads us under the stage which has obviously been changed to an arena. In the middle, is a little Cornucopia which is filled with multiple weapons.

"Here's the weapon you will start out with," the Peacekeeper says and hands me a knife. Chandelier got a knife as well, but Topaz has a trident and the other girl has a dagger. Are they trying to make Topaz win?

Chandelier Fronum
60...59...58...57...56...55...

"Remember tributes, only two of you can win, the other two must die," our escort announces over a loudspeaker. The countdown starts and I stand looking at the other tributes. I know Canopy well, he's probably the fastest runner out of all of us, but at least two of us can win...right? Or is it going to be a trick where we have to kill the other one. Before I know it, the gong goes off.

GONG!

Great, I'm going to be the last one there!

Topaz Grace
I'm the second one at the Cornucopia, following the other male. He gathers some throwing knives while I get a katana. He's totally dead!

Before he even gets his head up, I tackle him to the ground. He drops three of the five knives and I clench the katana, despite the fact it cut the palm of my hand. Blood trickles out slowly, but I can't observe my injuries now, I must injure him...and better, kill him.

I pin him to the ground with my hands on his shoulders so he can't move.

"Hi Topaz," he angrily says.

"Hi...whatever your name is," I say and get a little laugh out of it.

"Is that really funny?" he asks and I nod.

"Well, then maybe you'll find this funny." He digs a knife straight into my thigh and the pain fills my entire leg.

"Ouch," I scream in pain and he pushes me off of him. He picks up the other three knives and tunrs towards me.

"By the way, my name's Canopy...Canopy Starsos," he says and raises one of his knives, preparing to throw it.

"HELP!" the black-haired girl screams and runs over to us with a huge gash in her stomach which she holds. Behind her lays the girl who has a huge advantage over us as her entire family has won the Games. I notice the other male lowers his weapon, but I can't kill her, she's a girl. I let down my guard which was the worst choice ever because suddenly, I feel a knife in my chest.

I fall down to the ground as the blood covers my chest and approaches my neck. The boy approaches me and his shadow covers my face.

Canopy Starsos
I look over Topaz and feel so upset. He might have had a family, maybe he had someone he loved. I wish I had someone like that...wait!

"Chandelier!" I scream as I watch the other girl approach Chandelier fast. She doesn't seem to notice the other girl approaching and I could do something, but I'm just sitting here, watching. Wasn't my job to protect her? But, I never killed Topaz yet.

Topaz has already made a pool of blood and it just keeps growing. He's totally dead. he's too weak to lift his sword so he's useless.

My attention turns back onto Chandelier and the other girl who I notice are coming towards me. Did they team up to kill me? If they did, what relationship would me and Chandelier have?

"Canopy," Chandelier screams and grabs my hand, "help."

I know what I must do. My knife soars right through the sky and would have landed right into her neck if she didn't block it with the sword. But in that little time she raised the sword to head level, giving me the perfect time to hit her stomach. My knife lands a little shorter and lands right in her left thigh. A river of blood starts slowly flying down her leg and she accidentally drops her sword. Yet, she still has her dagger.

She pulls it right out of her back pocket and charges right towards me. She tackles me to the floor and starts stabbing me repeatedly in the stomach. I start chocking blood into her face and she gives a little screech. She uses her left hand to wipe it off and I try to get away from her, but I'm too weak from the loss of blood.

BOOM!

Well, at least now I know that I'm not the first one to die. Plus, I did it protecting the girl I love, Chandelier.

"Any last words," the girl says starting to dig the dagger into my neck.

"Ya, Chandelier," I scream, hoping to get her attention, "I love you!"

The girl slowly starts to peel away my skin from my neck and I want to scream, but I can't. I can't even fight back, I close my eyes and I slowly drift away.

BOOM!

Another cannon signals my death. Wait, if that was my death, how could I still hear it. My eyes still open to the other female standing upright, looking into the distant. I push her off of me and she does it without trying to do anything back. Suddenly, I see the arrow in her back. Behind her, is Chandelier. Standing tall and proud with the bow and arrow in her hand.

"You did it," she screams and hobbles over to me and starts talking, but the words drown out. My head falls to the ground and I finally awaken in the train with Chandelier laying right by my bed.

"You didn't let me finish," she says and I notice the bandage around her leg.

"What's that," I barely say with the pain in the neck still there.

"This," she says and kisses me right on the lips. I don't stop it, instead I embrace it. This kiss not only resembled how much she cares for me, but how she does love me. And that will help us win these confusing games.

Onyx "Nyx" Eboni
I stand, waiting for the weak District 2 tributes to make us look foolish again. Despite the fact that we're from District 2, our latest victory was 16 years ago by Trent Genivive in a toy store. That arena was probably the easiest one to win at, but no, everyone in our district believes it was amazing. Ever since, it seems like he's been too into his wife and covictor, Shelby, to actually help anyone out. But this year, he promised he would help the tributes.

"Welcome, as everyone has heard there will be two lucky boys and girls going into these Games so we might actually have a chance this year," Lucas, our escort, announces. I like him, he seems so passionate that our district should actually win, but we're just so stupid.

"And the female tributes is..." he starts, but then waits a while to add some anxiety, "Onyx Eboni."

Me! I almost want to shout, but I can't do that, it'd make others think I'm desperate to get into these Games and try to kill me. No, must play it cool. Pretend to be innocent.

I walk up onto stage, but sudenly a girl volunteers. She walks onto stage, but I still want to be in these Games. The rude girl shoves me over and I stop the entire innocent gimmick, pushing her right in the middle of the face.

"Wow! We might actually have a chance," Lucas honestly says, "but she still could take place of the other female."

"Ohhh..." I trail off, this might leave a damper in the friendship. She's 17 or 18 so the Careers would trust her much more than a little 12 year old like me. Luckily, the girl only broke her arm so it will be healed for the Games. I just hope she doesn't kill me.

When my thoughts stop randomly trailing all over the place, I realize the two boys have volunteered and laught at the sight of them. Both have red hair, the same color of the blood I'll make them bleed. However, there still is Blood. He's a popular killer in District 2 who knows so many ways to kill someone, they had to force them in the Games. How do I know this? My dad.

I guess you could say me and my dad are really close. I'm the child he so long desired, we've been training so long together for the Games. Plus, we both agree on how weak our siblings are and think the same way. I guess, we're like twins.

Murr "Blood" Stregther
"Now tributes, we have a twist for you," Lucas says without enthusiasm, "You are all going to be forced to fight each other right now. 2 of you will win while 2 of you die."

Great! Blood before the Games, that's all I need. Maybe I can show them another method of killing.

I'm lead under the stage with a cornucopia in the middle with multiple weapons. Layed right in the middle of the cornucopia lay a bright, new mace. Perfect for me to get. A peacekeeper gives me a sword and I feel so happy. I haven't experienced with swords yet so this could be my preview before the Games. Plus, the little 12 year old got a net, the other female has a hatchet and the other boy has a crossbow. He's my first target.

60...59...58...57...56...55...

Time starts and my eyes stay fixed on the other male right next to me. This is my chance to get an easy kill, plus he'll next be expecting it.

Zephyr Brawn
5...4...3...2...1...

GONG!

I dash off my plate and aim for the mace. This is my weapon, mine.

"Ouch!" I turn to see the older female being stabbed by her own hatchet in the leg. She falls to the ground with a huge gash in her stomach. I would have kept watching, but the other male pounces on me.

The guy got a sword and uses it to swap the crossbow out of my hand.

"What way should I do now?" he asks and keeps me pinned to the ground while he thinks. Well, if he does think, it's hard to tell with craziness like that.

"Got it," he says a snaps his finger. Slowly, he pushes the sword into my chest and I close my eyes, waiting for the pain. Just waiting there for a little bit while the boy slowly pushes the sword into my chest. Then, the sword enters. The pain is so terrible, I bite on my own lips so I don't scream. Luckily, he missed my heart, but he doesn't notice. I feel the sword leaving my body and his weight getting off. My hand reaches nearby to a knife and I open my eyes. The boys right there and I dig the knife right into his foot. He falls down in agony and points the crossbow to me. I thought I had that? I thought I was going to...

Onyx "Nyx" Eboni
BOOM!

I raise my head to see one of the boys dead and so will one of the girls, the older one.

She lays near the side of the cornucopia with a huge puddle of blood. I can't help but stare at the sight, my first kill from the girl whose arm I broke. Ha! Who would have thought that a 12 year old would kill a 18 year old? Oh wait, me!

Suddenly, Blood sits nexts me and asks me about how the kill feels. Honestly, I don't know what I'm supposed to say. I did this to live, not like him who would do it anyways. Plus I didn't kill her yet. It just feels weird knowing that she will die really soon.

"I don't know," I answer, "I had to do it to live." There, add a sprinkle of innocence to make it seem like it would never happen again.

"I remember my first kill," he says, "and I did this." He grabs the crossbow and aims it towards the other female.

"Look at her hands," he whispers as quiet as possible and I notice them slowly moving to something.

"What's she trying to grab?" I ask and he informs me it's a pile of throwing knives.

Blood shoots the arrow right into the girls head.

BOOM!

"Good job little cutie," he says and I slap him across the face.

"Never call me cute again," I say.

"We won, your the youngest out of all of us and you basically killed the oldest one in there, you should be happy." I can't help blushing and I do feel the happinest spreadding.

Once we walk above to the stage, I see my dad smiles and giving me a thumbs up with my three other siblings giving me a nasty look behind him. What did I do? Oh ya, I got all of dad's attention because all of them are so weak. I can't help but laughing at this and don't even stop until we've left District 2, the last time Blood will see the district again.

Techy "Tech" Harmonic
Nobody stands next to me. Nobody stands near me. Nobody even looks at me. It wasn't my fault. It wasn't my fault the demon took control over me. It's not even my fault that I killed my best friend or teachers or principal or bully. I couldn't control it, but now I can.

"Good morning District 3," the escort, Sonic, starts, "as usual we have to reap you guys, but this year there will be two male and two female. Also, we must sit down and pretend to be happy when we all know, smartness doesn't win you these Games."

Wow! He's in a bad mood, usually he's happy. It's probably because his son died in the Games last year. At least the Capital doesn't worst than us!

"The two females are Techy Harmonic and...Techy Harmonic?" he says, "Isn't that odd, it's never happened before where you choose the same name twice, but then again, this is only the 2nd time double the amount of tributes have gone in. Anyways, the other female is Techy Harmonic."

He looks at the piece of paper and starts looking through at all the other slips. Due to his expression, I realize that my name was the only one chosen.

"The Capital can't do that," he blurts out, "they can't favor someone to get them into the Games."

Suddenly, bullets are shot and I watch as Sonic falls down with multiple gun shots in the stomach.

"Help," he cries with pain, but nobody walks onto stage.

"Ok guys," a peacekeeper comes says, "where's Techy."

At first, I'm shocked he didn't see me. I'm the only one in my area so it would be very easy to see me. Yet, I still do have to walk onto stage. When I get there, he looks at me, but then turns his attention to the audience.

"And the other female is....you," he says pointing to a green-haired girl in the 15-year old section.

The girl slowly walks onto stage. When she does get up here, she doesn't even look at me and still stays 10 feet away from me.

"The men are Courage Blitz and Michelangelo DeSantillo," he says looking down at two slips, "now you all must fight in an arena under the stage."

The peacekeeper leads us under the stage which has been completely transformed into an arena. In the middle lay a cornucopia with multiple weapons scattered around it.

"Here," the mean peacekeeper says and hands me a net.

"Really," I say and he responds with chuckles.

I look at everyone else. The boy my age, Courage, got a crossbow. The other girl has a bow and arrow which I so badly want. Then there's Michelangelo with the same weapon as me.

The countdown starts, but my eyes never look away from the bow and arrow.

Electra "Ellie" Wires
I look at the other girl, Techy. What a stupid name, but she was a demon and that will never go away. She looks at my bow and arrow. Great! Now she's going to target me, but by the looks at everyone else, they're all targeting her.

5...4...3...2...1

GONG!

As I suspecting, she runs straight towards me and I run straight towards her. The other two boys are right behind her and Courage aims the crossbow at her. Courage shoots three arrows, but they all go flying in different directions. However, the last one goes straight through her elbow.

"Ouch!" she screams in agony and stops, turning towards him.

That was completely his fault though so I quickly run away to hide, but that was my mistake. I should have fought, not ran because right away, I feel an arrow go into my shoulder. I expect it to be Courage, but it's a Gamemaker trap.

"Help!" I scream and get their attention.

However, it was way to late because when I want to run back towards them, an arrow appears right in front of me. The arrow goes straight into my head and everything gets blurry.

Michelangelo DeSantillo
BOOM!

Good, only two more left before I can get out of here, but it doesn't seem like it will happen soon. All of us are running around, looking for weapons  frantically. I just need to find a knife before the demon girl does, or else I will be dead.

"Goodbye," I turn to see Courage say as he drops a whole thing of gasoline all around the cornucopia.

"What are you doing? Ah ha, I found a knife," the demon girl says and raises the knife, aiming towards me.

Suddenly, the entire Cornucopia starts on fire and I watch as Courage runs away, unharmed. As for me and the demon girl, we are stopped by the flames. We're dead...unless. I quickly shove the demon girl into the fire and watch as it engulfs her.

'''BOOM! '''

Water squirts out of the ceiling and the flames die down only leaving the demon girl's corpse behind. Courage still stands a little bit away from the cornucopia afraid. I aim my knife towards his head and am about to throw it when peacekeepers enter the room. They take the knife out of my hand and carry me to a train. When the drop me off, I try to escape, but the door closes.

"We had the chance," Courage says behind me, "we could have stopped these Games, but we didn't."

What is he even talking about?

Troy Costas
I look around the girls to see which one I'll date after the reapings. My only requirement: she doesn't remind me of Cerulean Sparkle or else she's dead to me. Found one! Her blond hair in the front and brown in the back is just so adorable. Her makeups done perfectly, not to much, not to little so it reveals a lot. Plus her clothes.

All of a suddenly people move away from her. She walks away from all the girls, coming towards this way. I push some boys away from me so I can get a better view, but the peacekeepers completely block my view. Luckily, I see her on stage, followed by another girl. I would have fallen in love with her too, but her dress has blood on it and some of her hair's the same color. I need to meet them.

Some peacekeepers block my view so I simply move them to the side and walk towards the stage, but one peacekeeper grabs my arm.

"No volunteers yet," he says in his deep voice.

"No, no," Oci, our female escort, says, "If he wants to volunteer, let him."

The peacekeeper finds no reason to argue and I walk onto stage.

"What's your name?" the escort says.

"Troy Costas."

"Interesting name. So we have Troy, Watt'r and Dariah as our tributes. The last one is..." she reaches her hand into the bowl, "Thomas Quince."

A boy who is supposedly Thomas walks onto stage.

"Are you by any chance related to the tribute last year?"

"Yes"

"Ohhh...well maybe you can do better than him and not die in the bloodbath!" she looks away from Thomas whose face is getting really red, "Anyways, now you guys will go under the stage which is a surprise in which only 2 of you will return."

Thomas Quince
I can't even look at Oci anymore, I wish I could just sit down and die so I don't need to hear all of this annoying stuff she keeps on saying about my brother. It wasn't his fault anyways. How was he supposed to know that the Careers were going to turn on him?

When we go under the stage, we find it has been completely changed to an arena.

"I'm going to end up like my brother," I whisper, depressed.

In the middle lay a cornucopia with multiple weapons surrounding it. My eyes go right on the trident along with everyone elses so I can't go there. What to do, what to do?

"Here," a peacekeeper says handing me a sickle sword.

"Thanks," I say excited, but that's when I realize I got the worst one with Dariah and Troy with a katana and Watt'r has a mace.

Just great!

Dariah Hellen
5...4...3...2...1

GONG!

I take a mad dash for spear and watch as Troy and Thomas both reach for the trident at the same time. Watt'r grabs a whole stack of throwing knives and starts running towards me. Before she attacks, I signal for her to stop.

"How about we kill the boys?" I say persuasively.

"Why?" she asks.

"So we don't need to listen to those boys stare at us the entire time."

"You saw that too! Luckily, they were mostly looking at you."

"What do you mean?"

"Nothing," she sheepishly says, "anyways, let's just kill them."

She says it like it doesn't matter. That just makes it seem so much better!

Watt'r Resse
The other girl and I walk up to the boys who are fighting for a trident. I have to admit, it's hilarious. Both boys have bad bruises along their faces. Troy's left eye is bleeding and completely shut. Thomas' lip is bleeding and he constantely has to spit out blood.

"Should we kill them now?" the other girl asks.

"No, let them keep on fighting. Let one of them kill the other one, then we kill him before he can do anything to us."

The fight lasts for about three more minutes. Thomas gave Troy a terrible cut along the entire left side of his face which no longer leaves him pretty. As for Troy, he gave Thomas some really bad damage around his neck area, slicing it open for the death.

BOOM!

Troy gets up and wipes away the blood on his shoulders, not recognizing us. When he finally looks up, he bends down to grab the trident, but the other girl slices his head clean off with the katana.

"Good job," I say complimenting her, "I love your technique!"

"How do you know so much about weaponry?" she asks, but then figures out the answer herself, "Ohhh ya....we're from District 4."

"That's not the only reason, I also love to kill."

That leaves her quiet and we walk to the train in silence. Once the peacekeepers take us to the train individually, Dariah stops me once I enter.

"What did you say about how you love to kill?" she asks.

"Do I need to repreat myself, I love to kill. I killed my parents, I killed a lot of people, but in a cool fashion."

"Will you kill me?" she asks looking at me with her eyes wide.

"Your a year older, what are the odds of me killing you?" I say laughing and we keep on talking about killing. She even revealed her most personal thought: she was forced to train for the Games. That's like saying you hate life if you don't like preparing to win these Games!

Maxwell Liang
I stare over to the girl section where Julia's standing. All I feel is pain. Ever since that kiss, ever since we shared that one moment, we never talked again. I've been fishing by myself and want someone else, and not my mom who keeps volunteering to cheer me up. I just want it to be normal again. But that day will never come. That day will never happen.

"Welcome, Welcome District 5," our upbeat escort, Jewels, screams, "and this year for the reapings, not only will we have two tributes, but four."

"Escorts ruin everything," I whisper aloud, not even realizing it.

It's always the escort. Always the person that ruins everything. But District 5's escort is worst of them all. I've seen many of the other escorts on TV, but none of them dress as creep as me. As if there was an award to win for the most makeup you can possibly wear.

"As usual, ladies first," she walks over to the girl's bowl, grabbing two slips. The entire area is quiet with only the sound of Jewels' highheels echoing all over the reaping square. "The females are...Starr Fines and Julia Manganese."

I'm living a nightmare. First Julia's supposedly dead, now she's alive, then we kiss, she never talks to me, and now she's reaped. On the bright side, I no longer have to see her again because I'm not going into the Games. Shoot, I hope I didn't just jynx that!

"And the males are Drikker Stan and Maxwell Liang," she screams with delight.

I totally just jynxed that. Great, now you need to add to the list: goes into the Games with her where only one will live. Plus, with double the amount of tributes and District 14 added, what are the odds of one of us killing the other 59.

"Tributes, we also like to inform you that there will be a twist. Each of you will go underground and discover an arena where you will all fight, but only 2 will come out alive," she calmly says while peacekeepers surround us.

Even better, now we're going to fight to the death. But two of us can win...maybe if we both win...

Drikker Stan
Perfect, we all get to go downstairs where I kill two of them. This is going to be great. Everyone already knows that I'm going to win since I'm from District 4. In fact, the only reason why I was reaped is because peacekeepers caught me outside this district.

"Here you go," one of the peacekeepers say and hands me a dagger.

"Thanks," I reply, but he leaves before I can thank him.

Wow! Some people don't have mannors. I mean, he could have gave me a much better weapon, like a trident, but no, he gives me a dagger. But why should I complain, the other male has a whip and is struggling to figure out how to use it. Out of the two girls, the red-headed one has a knife and the other has a sickle sword. They totally want the girls to win.

60...59...58...

Starr Fines
5...4...3...2...1...

BONG!

Straight away, I dash for the other girl. She has a sickle sword and all I need to do is get that out of her possession. Right outside the cornucopia, she bends down to pick up a knife and carefully views it, leaving the sickle sword on the ground. This is my chance.

I swiftly shove the knife in her lower back and she falls down with a scream.

"You kill her, I kill you," I hear one of the boys say in a fit of anger.

Then he starts rushing over and sits down next to her. Does he even realize we're in the Games? I pick up the sword and swing it across their necks, basically beheading them.

'''BOOM! BOOM!'''

Wow! That was fast, not even a full minute in and two tributes already die. Sweet, if only it were that easy in the Games...

Drikkker Stan
"No, No," I whine, I just missed out on all the blood and gory, "you should have at least left one for me!"

She turns towards me with a smirk, "I'm sorry, I didn't think we were required to listen to boys."

"Ohhh, that's it," I pull out a trident and prepare to throw it to her chest.

"Drop the weapon," I hear an angry peacekeeper scream, "or each you won't even make it to the Games."

The Games. The Games that I so badly wanted to be in and now they threaten to take that away! I drop my weapon, though, afraid that they weren't blushing. Well, at least now we know that I started this relationship off terribly.

Emma Grace
Finally, the only day of the year I can get away from my adoption parents. They are just so annoying, I wish I could just get reaped for the Games to get away from them. Then, I'd probably purposely die, except maybe I can move to another district with the power of being a victor. Well, that'd be a dream...

WHICH IS COMING TO LIFE!

I can't believe it, our weird mentor, Isia, just called my name along with some other girl named Clarissa. Now, all I have to do is outlive 59 other people. Kill the 12 Careers, plus any additional ones that they decide to accept. Maybe I should think about reality.

Lutado and Brann, who were just reaped, are both older than me and so is Clarissa. They all hate me, they would probably target them first because I scared them as well when I was a ghost. Ahhh, back when I was a ghost. It was so much easier to freak others out, that'd be a nice talent to have right now. Turn into a ghost with my body hidden somewhere and float around, possessing and killing different people, but I don't have that anymore. I wish I could just be a ghost again!

Lutado Crater
I look at the other District 6 tributes. As usual, they're going to die right away, well except for one, me. I might be cold, I might be evil, but that's what you have to be in these Games. In fact, just so I don't flinch when trying to kill them, I decided not to notice anyone. Well, that is, except for the ghost girl. who scared my japanese mentor when she poped through the wall. But I got her away, shot her through the head with an arrow and, despite the fact it didn't hurt her, it scared her away. Ever since, I've been with the FKC. Not the KFC, but the FKC meaning Future Killing Companies.

"Tributes, now I will lead you downstairs for you to fight against each other!" Isia says in an upbeat voice. I can't help but notice her tone. It sounds like she's depressed, or is that happiness. Maybe I should learn more about other people, I need to be more social.

The peacekeepers drag us, mainly Brann and the ghost girl, downstairs. They line us up on a plate and go down the line, handing us a weapon. I get a sword, because they just want me to win. Brann got a trident, the ghost girl has a crossbow, and the other girl has a hatchet.

60...59...58...

Why can't the gong just sound now?

Brann Clatch
Great! I have a weird type of trident that fells unusual in my hands. Suddenly it dawns on me, this is meant to throw! No wonder why it feels so light where it should be heavier, or is it the other way around. I've never felt a trident before, but I have seen one.

By the looks of it, the other boy, whose name is Lutard or Lutando or something like that, stares at the ghost girl. Good, that's one threat out of the way, but there's still the other girl. She doesn't even move. She stays there, in a karate position as if we were going to go towards her. Perfect, I have a chance.

GONG!

The gong sounds and I sprint straight into the cornucopia, grabbing a long stick. When I turn, I notice Lutard running towards me! I bend down, looking for something sharp, something that will be easy to kill someone with, but I can't find it. I'm dead! I duck down, put my hands over my head and prepare for my acceptance to death.

"Help!" I hear someone scream and hear the sounds of someone stabbing someone else. Slowly, I raise my head to see Lutard stabbing the ghost girl in the head, but she's not giving up without a fight. She successfully got the first arrow in the crossbow through his leg, but other than that, she keeps on missing. Perfect, one of them, most likely ghost girl, will die which leaves me killing the other girl. Ohh, this'll be good!

Clarissa "Clary" Lightwood
Lutado keeps stabbing Emma and blood just keeps flying everywhere. Emma's entire stomach is heavily bleeding and Lutado's leg looks completely dead. Both lay on the floor, rolling over each other, trying to kill the other one, but the only thing I see is two stooges trying there best to kill the other one. Lutando totally has the upper hand, he looks like he's been trained for years, while Emma is just used to her ghost form. It's going to take her a long time to adjust with the human form.

"Hello Clarissa," I hear Brann say evily. There's something wrong with him, he just seemed so depressed a while ago, but now he wants to kill me.

"Ohh, call me Clary, or your killer!" I say with a smirk and swing my ax but he easily dodges it.

"Hold on, let me get used to this stick," he says. Wow! What an idiot, that's a staff, not a stick. He starts swinging it and then aims right towards my head, but I grab it.

"Thanks for the staff, I needed it to kill you," I say with a smirk and yank the staff out of his hand. He whines and tries to grab it back, which I do, but don't hand it to him, shove it in his stomach.

BOOM!

I hear signaling his death, but no, he still moves. That's when I realize it was Emma who just died. She had no chance anyway, all of us wanted to kill her, but once we noticed Lutado target her, we didn't want to go down with her.

I pull the staff out of his stomach and look down at the huge gap I made. The staff just barely missed his heart and I caused that! I was the reason why he must die! But what kind of person would I be if I just let him suffer? I feel a little tear fall out of my eye and roll down my cheek. How can I help it, I was taught self-defence, not how to kill.

"I'm sorry," I say looking down at him while some tear drops go into his wounds. I close my eyes and shove the staff right through his head.

BOOM!

My first kill, I've just become a part of these Games. Unlike Lutado though, I'm not proud of it.

Autumn Sequoia Timber
I'm the youngest one. I have a huge disadvantage. I'm probably going to die, but I'm still going to be fighting. The other girl, Willow, seems too serious. Honestly, at first I thought she'd be an easy kill. She's a pretty girl, no joke, but she just doesn't seem like she'd want to kill anyone.

Then, there's the boys, Thor and Furry. I remember Furry's sister in the previous Games, he was interviewed along with his family for the final eight, which just turned out to be a joke because halfway through the interview, she died and the interview stopped. Now, that boy that I saw before has changed. He became much stronger and more serious. Yet, he suddenly became so attached to his family that he even volunteered for his brother.

Thor, though, is a completely different story. His eyes are bloodred, as if he's looking through your body and all he sees is blood. The scratches on his cheeks just make it worse, almost making it seem like someone was trying to get away from him in self-defense. But I'm jumping into things too fast. I don't even know the guy yet, he might be a good guy, but he wears red contacts. Maybe he got scratches while he was in the woods cutting down trees with the axes. One way or the other, he seems to be the biggest threat out of all of us.

Suddenly, I'm forced downstairs, under the stage, and find a Cornucopia. Great! Just what I needed. On the bright side, they gave me a bow and arrow, which I don't even know how to use. The other girl has a net and the two boys have powerful weapons, Thor with a mace and Furry with a throwing trident. Perfect, I don't think they're favoring the boys at all.

Thor Pheadra
Perfect, just what I needed a mace! I'm not the perfectly trained, but I can quickly grab the machete in from of me just in case. Maybe a knife in case I run out of options. Ya, get machete, then knife, then attack tribute. But who should I attack? There's Willow, the little cutie. She looks weak, an easy target which means, I can get a lot of pain out of her. Plus, she has the stupidest weapon, a NET! I mean, what is she going to do, trap me? Ha!

Willow Firethorn
Just what I needed, Thor to be targeting me. How do I know this? He's staring at me. Obviously, he's targeting me, but how I get away? Suddenly, the idea pops in my head right as the gong sounds.

GONG!

I dash off my plate, slanting towards the other male, Furry, but he turns around once he realizes Thor is getting close to him. To his relieve, he's targetting me.

"Ouch!" screams a high-pitched voice which makes me turn.

"Ally?" I quickly blurt out, looking down at the other girl. Luckily, she's about four inches smaller than me so she doesn't realize Thor coming closer.

"Sure," she says, "take this." Autumn hands me one of her two axes.

I turn around to see Thor just a yard away. I want to leave, but then I wouldn't be able to use my ally to protect me. Thor is just in reach to hit me and he pulls back his mace. Then, he swings it right towards my legs. I quickly jump up, successfully dodging the attack, but my landing isn't as perfect. My ankle's twisted, but I get away in time for Thor to change his attention to Autumn.

"I hate you!" she screams, followed by a large amount of screaming.

About ten minutes later, the screaming stops and I suspect to hear a cannon, but I don't. I peek over Thor's shoulder and see a pile of skin next to a skeleton, which I suspect to be Autumn. The entire skin on her face is completely taken off by a knife and one of her arms are amputated. Yet she's still alive, but not for long. She'll die from blood lose right about....now!

BOOM!

What did I say? Wait, if she's dead, then...who's he going after next? Oh no!

I turn around to find the other male suddenly behind me. My instincts bring the axe up and I quickly bring it down. The axe enters his brain and is so evenly divided down the nose, it's like a line of symmetry!

BOOM!

His cannon goes off and I can't believe it. I just killed someone...and it just reminds me of Rosanne.

Logan Heremiah
Every year we watch the Games and see the victor win, but it's never been from District 8. We were lucky five years ago, but that was truly luck. Luck in which only a few have. Each year though, we also see deaths, deaths which only remind me of my secret. The secret I've been holding back for what seems to be a century, but has really been just a few years ago. It wasn't my fault, though. Hunger was overpowering me and forced me to do that-

"Hello District 8," our fat escort screams into the earphone. At least I can get my minds off of something dark and just start to think of this lunatic of a person we call Sammy, the Terrible Escort.

"This year, as you've all heard, we are reaping two men and female to be in our Games," she says and walks to the reaping bowl. Instead of starting off with the girls, though, she heads straight for the boys. But it takes her too long because she's so fat and this year, she has to put her hand in twice...to much work for her.

"And the...male tributes...are," she says sweating heavily with big breathes in between, "Logan Heremi...Heremiah...and Dome...Citadel." What? Did she really just call my name? No, she's kidding, maybe I misunderstood her with all the sweat poring down her face. But no, she really did call my name.

Reluctantly, I walk onto stage and Dome, whose in a section in front of me for the 16 year old section, follows me. When we get onto stage, Sammy studies us and then comments about how we might have a victor this year. I take this as a compliment, but she always says this. I bet that we're going to die now.

"And the two females are..." she says and notices the distance away from the bowl, "umm...how about I just chose two people." She looks out into the audience and points at a girl trying to hide her face, "You there and the pretty girl in the 18 year old section."

Normally, when you say pretty girl, many girls would take it as themselves, but only one in the 18 year old section actually thought she was talking to her. Both girls walk up, the little 13 year old first followed by the 18 year old.

"What's your names?" Sammy says with an elephant smile on her face.

"Cheyenne Camomille," the shy one says.

"Flora Caspurne," the prettier one says in a tone that seemed like ''How do you not know? ''Well, she just did a perfect job on making me hate her.

Dome Citadel
The escort, along with some peacekeepers, walk us down under the stage which has been turned into an arena...well, sort of. There just a white room which seems to stretch forever with a cornucopia in the middle. Well, I don't really need to care, I have luck on my side.

A peacekeeper hands me a hatchet, now there just basically asking me to win. The other boy, Logan, and Cheyenne both do have maces though, but by the looks of it, the girl doesn't know how to use it. Cheyenne can't even hold it up and suddenly, it drops.

A huge explosion occurs and all of Cheyenne's boy parts are flung around. Obviously, she's dead, but the explosion blocks out the sound. The other two tributes are struggling to maintain there balance, which is really weird because I was the closest to her. What did I say? L-u-c-k, luck is on my side.

Twenty seconds are still left on the clock when Logan regains his balance, but Flora is still struggling. It's about ten seconds later when she officially loses her balance and falls straight down. This explosion is a little smaller, but still blows her body parts every other direction.

"Well, that was stupid!" I blurt out, but what was I supposed to say "that was so awesome that I didn't need to do anything." Well, I still claim it was luck.