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. "Leah Mirage." 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?" Leah 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." Leah 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. Leah 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.

The man went back to the bowl and then pulled out the next name. It took him a while to read it, maybe it was just his eyes messing with him. "Ava Smith." A girl with pale skin and light brown hair walked up to the stage, she was pretty tall. She was a very formidable opponent in the arena, her use of the sword was something unrivaled in District 5 and led herself to victory by using it.

She left the other three victors behind her and then stood on the stage next To Shade, the tributes so far from District five have more ability wise than what has ever come out of District 5. The man grabbed the next slip of paper and held it close to his eyes, maybe he is close to being blind. "Margot Pipes." The older woman stepped away from the group, she began to walk up the stairs and then the man reached out and grabbed her hand. She smiled and then touched his heart and walked onto the stage beside Ava.

The man looked into the bowl and noticed two slips of paper left. He reached into the bowl and held the piece of paper. "Veronica Liit." The young girl with blue hair stepped forward, the old woman beside her grabbed her grandaughters shoulder and kissed her on the cheek. "I volunteer." The grandaughter tried going back to her, but the peacekeepers drug her away from the area.

The man looked down at the old woman, she is most likely the oldest living woman. She was right around the same age as Mags. "Who are you my dear?" She smiled and her wrinkles indented into her cheeks. "My name is Petra Liit." He smiled and grabbed the old womans hands and helped her onto the stage. She nodded and turned to the other victors and noticed her friend who she has known ever since the old days. "Margot." Margot hugged the frail woman and they all stared out over the district. The last victors of District 5, if they are to die then there will only be one left to carry on the lineage.

The man called for the car to be brought to bring them to the monorail. When it finally arrived he got the rest of the victors into the car, but stopped when Veronica came running back to her grandmother. "Please don't go." Petra grabbed her grandaughter and placed her head into her chest. "You have far more years to live than I do. I cant bear to see my grandaughter dead. Please protect your mother for me." Veronica started crying and then Petra got into the car.

The car started to drive away as Petra stared out. "She doesn't need to go back in, I can't lose my grandchild." Margot nodded and then pulled Petra into a hug. Shade and Frade were both talking about strategies in the back of the vehicle, they both knew for one thing that they also had to come up with one to kill the other when it came down to it. Ava was thinking about how far she could throw a knife into a girls head, and from what distance.

The car finally came to a stop and the victors looked out to the monorail. "Its happening again." The man nodded and then opened the door to let all of them out. They all stepped out and most of them stepped out into the monorail while Petra stood in her spot looking for her daughter and Veronica. She finally accepted that they weren't coming and then she stepped into the monorail with the rest of them. It was time to accept that these games were the real deal and only one would make it out, 59 other tributes would be dead with only 1 victor.

The Reapings: District 6
The district of transportation, many of them are conductors of the monorails that lead them into the Capitol. The Capitol oppresses the district. They are all on strict watch and many executions have come out of the district for the fact that many have turned to the drug morphling. It was actually thought to be of during a few years that the Capitol actually imported morphling into the district, so they could initiate more executions from the District.

Even though many of the occupants in fact do have major problems with the drug, it didn't seem to inhibit them from doing good in the arena. The Morphling brother and sister competed in the 75th Hunger Games and it didn't cause them any problems. It was their addiction and they turned to it after winning both of their games. The male morphling unfortunately died during the bloodbath and the female sacrificed herself to save Peeta.

The tributes from district 6 lined up in front of the stage, waiting to be called up to the stage. A girl with cyan hair walked onto the stage. She had piercings on her bellybutton and a couple of her ears and one on the right corner of her nose. "Lets get going, you arent supposed to know us announcers, we will only be here with you for the reapings and on the monorail and then we return back to our homes. Don't expect to get close."

She walked over to the bowl and placed her hand into it. She snatched the first name out of bowl. "Twyning Jurella." The blonde girl appeared out of the crowd, she was slowly trying to avoid the gaze of the other victors. She looked up and noticed the girl with the blue hair. "Really we actually have someone from district 6 who isn't a morphling addict. What a shocker." Twyning walked onto the stage and nervously avoided everyone's gaze.

The announcer twirled her blue hair with her finger and then she walked over to the bowl again. "Here comes the next loser, I mean Victor." She reached her hand down to the bottom of the bowl and then pulled out a slip of paper. " North Horizon." The boy stepped out of the crowd and then walked up to the stage. He has a couple of wrinkles present in his face, they have showed up since he has was in his games.

He walked up the steps and then looked over at Twyning. He remembered her games, she drifted away from the district after them. He looked over at the female, who looked as though she was messing with her arm. "Ah yes well lets get back to the tributes." She went back over to the bowl and then bent down and started staring through the bowl, many found this a weird act.

She reached her hand down into the bowl, but she was still bent looking through the bowl. She finally snatched one of the names from the bowl and unfolded the paper. "Toxic Air." He was the tallest member in the group, he over shadowed everyone of the other victors. He had light brown and light blue eyes, he also had a gas mask on his face. He mad his way up to the stage and the girl stared at him.

"Well that was really weird, I guess onto the next one before we meet another really freaky victor." She walked back over to the bowl and looked back at him just to make sure he did follow her. "Well the next name is Barron Struve." Barron during his games was one who was counted out of winning, that was until he took a spear out of his partners hand and threw it into the throat of of the last remaining tribute and winning his games.

Barron stepped forward and then stood on stage with the rest of the tributes. He looked down the row, he didn't really pay attention to faces. He looked over at the girl with the cyan hair and she turned away and reached her hand into the bowl to pull out the last name. She grabbed the last name and pulled it up to her eyes and then unfolded the paper. "Hayley Cannon."

The girl stepped forward, her hair was the same style as the announcers except hers was two layered of blue and purple. Hayley walked up to the stage and then started climbing up the stairs and then her and the announcer stared at each other and basically shrieked at the colors. "Oh my god I love you hair." Hayley began to blush a little and nodded. The announcer stepped away from the mic and then the car started to pull up. "Get ready its time to go."

They all piled into the car, the announcer sat next to Hayley and they started braiding each others hair. Toxic was up front with the most room, he was trying to avoid everyone. Twyning was sitting in the very back messing with a necklace in her hands, Horizon was in the seat in front of hers laying against the seat trying to fall asleep. Barron was staring out of a window in the back by Twyning. "This is it, we won't be coming back."

The announcer didn't do anything. "Here I'll let you in on a secret. Don't trust the careers, they will turn on you in an instance." They all nodded and then she went back to braiding Hayley's hair. The car finally stopped and they were all getting out and stopping in front of the monorail. "This is the last few minutes here in district 6. Say your goodbyes." They all went to try and say goodbye, but  then the peacekeepers took them away and shoved all of them into the monorail. "What you have to allow them time to say goodbye." The peacekeepers pulled out a vial of Morphling and threw it into the crowd.

A male and Female and ran up and grabbed it, the peacekeepers grabbed their guns and then the monorail doors closed in front of th victors and a gun went off. "They can't just use our district anymore, we have to stand up for it." The announcer sat down on a couch. "I'm afraid the only way to make a statement is if one of you wins the games and even then there is no promise." She looked out at the brother and sister with a bloody hole in the top of their heads as they carried their bodies off. "No one can change the Capitol's minds."

The Reapings: District 7
District 7, the lumber district and the provider for the Captiol. The tributes in District 7 have trained since they were young to wield axes. One of the biggest threats that came out of District 7 was Johanna Mason. She played the card of being weak and then when it came down to it she revealed the ruse and attacked and killed the tribute of the games she was in and won and became a victor.

She along with her District partner Blight participated in the 75th Hunger Games, they weren't personal friends, but they were still from the same district. Blight eventually died from running into a forcefield when tracking through the blood rain. Johanna survived the games and was taken by the Capitol and was tortured relentlessly. She eventually returned back home after the second rebellion and has been here since then.

The victors from district 7 all lined up in front of the stage. Johanna came walking down and stood up in front of the stage and got on stage. "What the hell, you have got to be kidding me. I have already been placed into the games twice in my life and now this. What kind of a damn system is this? Also the fact that I was tortured and electrocuted while I was in water." The peacekeepers got onto the stage and then drug her off.

"You can't be serious." A female appeared on the stage after they drug Johanna off and jumped up and down at the sight of people. "Oh my god this is such an honor to be in the presence of all these victors." She bowed and then jumped back up and moved over to the big glass bottle. She circled around the base that was holding up the bowl and then started dancing and then stopped when she came back to the mic.

She reached her hand into the bowl and pulled out a piece of paper. "Lorelei Damion." The girl began to walk up from the crowd. She had midnight black hair and ice looking eyes. She began to stare right into the womans eyes at the mic and the woman stood still in her spot. Lorelei flipped her hair back and started walking up the steps without a care in the world for anyone else.

The girl stopped and then placed her hand into the bowl and picked up the next name. " Rose Greyser." The girl with brown hair started walking forward. She was smiling and waving to the other victors. She finally got to the steps of the stage and walked up them and stopped right beside Lorelei and then burst out into tears. She covered her face with her hands and then the woman went back to picking another name out of the bowl.

The woman looked over at Rose and then picked the next name out of the bowl. " Eva Woods." The girl was a very fortunate winner in her games, she hid out and survived most of it trying to hide and not fight. She eventually won when she tricked the last remaining tribute to commit suicide. She had short orange hair. She started walking up to the stage and then she looked over the crowd. Many were her friends, others were faces she had never seen.

"Well with that we will be looking for our last two tributes and then we will be making our way back to the Capitol." She spun around and then dipped her hand into the bowl and snatched one of the names out and unfolded the piece of paper. "Gloom Ivy." The name watched with the appearance and what he said during his original reaping were all connected. He moved towards the stage, his white hair swaying in the wind. "What good is it to be a victor when you will just be placed in to die again? If I wanted to die I would have commited suicide."

The woman shushed him for his response and then went on to grab the last name. She walked up to the mic and then tapped it. "Well here goes, the last name is Mist Scorchill." He walked away from his family and then shook his brown hair and gold bangs. He tried to remain calm, as this was not the place to start a riot as He watched what happened to Johanna. She was lucky she was killed."

The woman danced around and shook all of the victors hands on the stage. "May the odds be ever in your favor." She said mocking the phrase. She hated it, the odds were never in anyones favor. Even if you won, you were still servants to the Capitol and to Snow. So really wouldn't it make since to just die and not have to be under anyones control for the rest of your life.

She waited for the car to show up and then she piled everyone in and then she bowed. She got into the car and then looked at all of the tributes. "Well that was a rather suprising appearance by Johanna wasn't it?" She said laughing while the others just sat there and stared at her. She looked away from them and started smiling and waving at the other victors in the crowd.

She waited for someone to talk, but it never happened it was a quiet ride. She finally watched them approach the monorail and then escorted everyone out of the car. "Well here we go." She huried everyone back inside to make sure everyone was on time. Johanna showed back up and then stood in front of the victors. "Make them pay for everything. Make them hate themselves so much that it will guilt them all to kill themselves for holding this event. Don't give up on me and our district." She walked away and then grabbed an axe that was stuck in the tree. "Its time I make them pay."

She grabbed an axe and then monorail was slowly taking off. She buried the axe into the peacekeepers and then smiled as the monorail took off. She disappeared from view except the image of her buring her axe into about three peacekeepers. The announcer looked at them. "Make sure her words don't go out in vain, then everything she has done would be worth nothing."

The Reapings: District 8
District 8, the clothing district. Most of the clothing comes from there, Capitol and all. Fabric for the amazing dresses gets shipped from district 8 to the main hands of the fashion world in the Capitol. This however really doesn't work in their favor considering they are one of the poorer districts established in Panem. The tributes that come from the District aren't the best fighting wise, as all of the tributes that they have brought in have died in the Bloodbath.

Woof and Cecelia were both the Victors of district 8, they weren't very much of a threat and eventually they were both killed in the bloodbath of the 75th Hunger Games. They were most likely the best tributes that were ever reaped from their district, which isn't saying much as they were both killed. The furthest any of the tributes ever made it was the night time of day 1, where the female was eventually killed by Glimmer.

The tributes, who were very few in numbers lined up in front of the stage. Many of them had family with them who had one the games before, while others had no one up there with them and stayed alone in the victors villiage by themselves. The district however was known for rebelling, so they set up peacekeepers among the crowd and many already had guns pointed at their heads, ready to fire at the slightest of a wrong move.

News had already reached the peacekeepers stationed in district 8 about Johanna's rebellion, the strict watching will only get worse now because they can't take the chance to let them get the upper hand. Johanna escaped from the peacekeepers and has her district under strict policies now. Johanna killed about 4 peacekeepers while making her escape from them, and as a price four people were executed to make up for her action.

A female with blonde hair stepped onto the stage, she must have been in mid-twenty's. She grabbed the mic and then stared out into the crowd. "Lets make this a peacefull reaping, not only for my favor but the fact that if you act out that you will be shot out on spot." She smiled and then reached into the bowl, she knew how many names were present because all together there were only fives names present in the bowl.

"Well this is very depressing." She reached around in the bowl and then pulled out one of the names and began reading the name and then crumbled it and threw it on the ground. "The first name is Connor Kenway." He had his hair tied back and piercing brown eyes. He began walking to the stage, he had to be atleast 30, his body figure was no more than 40 but not compatiable with a 20 year old.

He took his place next to the woman as she was already searching through the bowl to find the next name in there. She finally pulled out one of the names, it was then crumbled to the ground like the last. "Calliope Grepard." She looked around and then turned to an elderly woman behind her and started crying into her shoulder. She refused to go up on the stage, thats when the peacekeepers grabbed her and forced her away from her grandmother and threw her on the stage.

The woman stopped long enough the help Calliope up and gave the peacekeepers a horrible gaze. They directed themselves back to the crowd and placed their guns up to their head. The old woman turned to them and then she looked up and noticed her name in the sky on the piece of paper. " Arizona Grepard." She shoved past the peacekeepers and started running up to her grandaughter and hugged her. "I'm so sorry, I wish I could have stopped you from being in this."

She grabbed her grandaughters hand and then looked over to the girl who didn't want to pick up the next name. "Bruce Hickory." He stepped away from the last remaining person in the crowd and then looked out at the peacekeepers. "This is stupid." The peacekeepers directed their guns at his head, but the woman cleared her throat and they dropped their guns to their side and then she picked the last piece of paper and read it and crumbled it up and threw it onto the ground.

"Snake Demeter." The hooded guy walked past the peacekeepers and then stepped onto the stage, the peacekeepers all pointed their guns at the group including the woman and waited for the car to show up before they even let them move a muscle in their body. "Come on everyone." She said while directing them to the car. She pushed them all in and then climbed in herself and waited till she was away from them to begin talking again.

"They have already started rebelling. Johanna Mason has made it clear that she isn't happy and since both Peeta and Katniss are out of the picture, she is trying to start uproars and its going to spread. Soon every district is going to be covered in peacekeepers and they will kill for the fun of it." Arizona wrapped her arms around Calliope and rocked her safe in her arms. Connor and Snake were discussing how far the rebellion was going to outstretch. "Reports are being made that district 11 have already started."

The victors all nodded and then the car stopped and the doors to the vehicle were ripped open and guns were being pointed at the victors. "This is no way to treat the victors." The peacekeepers all pushed the tributes onto the monorail and then grabbed the womans hand and placed her in front of monorail and placed the gun up to her head. "We know your connection to Johanna. Now speak up or we will blow your brains out." She looked back at the victors. "I won't say anything, its not any of your buisness."

They cocked the gun and then placed it up to her head. " We are giving you one more chance, now talk." She didn't say anything and then he pulled the gun up to her head and placed his finger on the trigger and then one of the other peacekeepers made him stand down while she got into the monorail. "Everything is going as planned. The rebellion will be in full effect soon."

The Reapings: District 9
The Captiol really ignors this district. They use the money that they actually make to fund the grain production in their district. They are one of the poorer districts and barely recieve enough money to support themselves. They haven't had a victor in about 6 years which really impacts the district horribly considering the fact that without them having a winner than they can't recieve money.

The districts haven't received any money, and their tributes are losing and dieing in the bloodbath every years, which doesn't help considering that it doesn't bring them anywhere closer to making money to support the dying district. It has gotten to the point that the Capitol doesn't even really consider them a part of Panem anymore. Panem only keeps them affiliated so they use the grain and the other factory things they needed.

The tributes all lined up in a row and then they turned to man with green hair in front of a bowl of the names. There was a total of 6 tributes in all. One of the tributes rammed into one of the peacekeepers and then grabbed his gun. The guy pointed it at the peacekeepers and then kept them from closer. "I'm not going to let them put me back in there." He opened his mouth and then placed the barrel into his throat.

The other tributes all turned around at sound of the going off. His body fell to the ground and his brain was laying on the ground and there was blood covering the ground beside the victors. The peacekeepers grabbed his body and then carried it away. The other peacekeepers pointed their guns at the crowd. The man went on with the reaping and reached his hand into bowl and pulled out the next name.

"Azalea Firethorn." She was stuck in her spot. Tears falling out of her face and her red hair matching the blood on the ground. She looked around and more tears started falling out of her eyes. She didn't even realize it but her feet were moving on their own and within a minute she was standing on the stage staring at the other four tributes and the blood which is very real.

The man grabbed the bowl and started hanging onto the side of it. He looked out into the crowd and then pulled out the next name. "Tyler Tonic." The man with brown hair got up from the blood on the ground and then started running up to the stage to get away from the blood. "So do we escape the pain of the games by killing ourselves?" The man looked over and then grabbed the next slip of paper. " Rio Flock."

The female looked over at the blood and then started walking away. She was staring at the guy with the green hair and walked up onto the stage. She walked up beside of Azalea and then they started talking about how the guy just killed himself. Rio looked over and then noticed on the picture and saw him killing himself, how could they broadcast this over to all the other districts.

The man grabbed the next piece of paper and then looked out at the two people still standing beside of the blood on the ground. " Pamline Falcone." He had brown hair and had his face stained with the blood of the other tribute. He stood up and then started moving over to the stage. He looked at the other three people up on the stage and then he looked at the last person standing on the ground.

The green haired guy grabbed the last sheet of paper in the bowl and then looked out at the last person standing on the ground. "Jaylee Christen." She had long brown hair, reaching all the way down to her knees and dark blue eyes. She looked up at him, he blood was either highlighted with red or the blood was drenched in her hair. She got up and started walking over to the stage. The green haired man called for the car to come and take them to the monorail.

He got in and then everyone else piled in also, everyone was silent in the car. What were they supposed to talk about when they sat there and watched the man kill himself. The car reached to a stop and they all looked out the window and noticed they were at the monorail. Everyone got out and then each one of them took to a seperate room away from the other. The green haired guy looked out and noticed a broadcast of district 7 and Johanna killing one of the peacekeepers. "They are finally taking a stand, hopefully this time it will work and remain that way. Katniss and Peeta only carried out a part of the deal, it wasn't enough in the long run. Come on Johanna make the difference and save everyone."

The Reapings: District 10
The district of agriculture. They spend much other thier time raising livestock for meat that they export to the other districts throughout Panem and also to the Capitol directly. The tributes in District 10 are mediocre, they have provided a threat through the games though, as the tribute from the 74th games survived till the 8th day. The district is also known for providing much of the farm land in Panem and uses them to raising mostly cows.

The tributes of district 10 all lined up in front of the stage, many of them were dressrd in overalls, but the select few atually dressed in something that resembeled the district, such as one female wearing a dress which was the same pattern of that of a cow. A woman, wearing an almost identical outfit to the girl in the cow dress, but she was wearing cow ears and a tail strapped to her dress.

She stepped onto the stage, her heels were shaped like those of hoofs from a cow. "Well isn't this just an amazing opportunity to meet the lovely winners of the past games, as in the Capitol we never get to meet such people like that of yours." She seemed like she was trying to be rude and she came off bold. "Well lets begin why don't we." She reached down into the bowl and then snatched onto one in the bowl.

"MOO! Here is our first victor to be placed into the games again!" She looked out into the crowd and then pulled the piece of paper up to her eyes. "Cowleena Horsey." The girl in the cow dress stepped away from the crowd. She mooing, almost like an insane patient except she might be too far gone. She walked onto the stage and then looked over to the announcers tail. "Oh my God." She grabbed the announcers tail.

It was almost real, but it actually was real and very expensive. The announcer stepped away from her and then started clapping at the girl in front of her. She then turned back to the bowl and grabbed the next name out of the bowl and stepped to stand back in front of the mic. "Dawn Santori." She was one of the survivors from last years games, just when you think you have a break, you are back in the games again.

She started walking up to the stage, she was carrying an apple and she handed it over to the annoncer and then bowed before her and danced back over to Cowleena. The announcer took a bit of the apple and then she dropped it onto the ground, her mouth was drooling. "That was fantastic." She applauded the apple and the tastebuds in her mouth and then went back to the bowl to pick out the next name.

She opened it up and then looked around and then she kicked the apple off the stage. "The next name is Gamze Makara." His face was covered in pain, it was almost like that of a clown, the sadistic kind that are ready to sit there and rip your throat out. He flashed smiles out at the rest of the victors and then tilted his head to the side and started walking up to the stage, the announcer screamed when she saw his face.

"Well after that very horrifying image, lets move onto the last two reamining victors." She could feel his eyes peering down her back and she almost tripped over the bowl. She caught the bowl and then reached her hand into it and pulled out one the last names for the games. "Vivan Incomstanti." The young girl walked up on the stage and then turned to the woman. "Is that some kind of joke?" The announcer looked down at her outfit and then back up to her.

"No it wasn't meant to be." Vivan rolled her eyes and then stood up with the other three waiting to see who would be the last of the victors. "Sickle Fang." The young man was already walking up onto the stage when she crumbled up the piece of paper and threw it to the floor in front of the peacekeepers. "This district deserves better. Everyone of them do, the games aren't meant to be played twice."

The other victors turned to her and then one of the peacekeepers came up on stage and placed the gun in her face. "I am authorized to shoot anyone who is carrying the message of a rebellion." She looked towards the other victors and the ones behind her. "Yes that is correct, I and a couple of others have banded together. We will carry out this plan even if it means dying for it." The peacekeeper grabbed her and then placed her in plain sight of everyone.

A female in black heels and a black dress came to the front of the stage. "I am the replacement." With that the woman on the ground had a bullet hole in her head, the peacekeepers took her away. Not before stepping her face in, to the point where it couldn't be recognized. The new woman was much younger, but at the same time looked a whole lot nicer. She moved them away before they had to see any other fights being brought out.

She placed them all in the cars and then grabbed her phone. "Things are getting hellish down here in the out districts." She looked at all of them and then back through the window at the bloody scene. "They will do everything to stop the rebellion, even killing those of their own district." By the time she finished with the call, they were all at the monorail. The victors all stepped in and most of the were trying not to be bothered by what they saw, others like Gamze was laughing hysterically and doing a weird dance.

The woman closed the doors behind her, she waited until everyone was out of room when a peacekeeper stepped out from the control room. The suit was painted in blood. "How nice of you to join us, The Capitol awaits your return." The  peacekeeper on the phone the woman was talking on took off the helmet and then revealed her axe. "Its great to be back in the damned place, gives me leadway to return to old friends."

The Reapings: District 11
District 11, the district in which many work on orchards or they work with the production of grain too. The district is located in the south, so most of the people within the district have darkened skin. The district also has many tracker Jacker nests, which gives them medical use of the leaves around the district to medicate the wounds from those who have got stung.

District 11 posed a threat during the 74th Hunger Games, when Thresh fought all the way till her placed 5th place. Rue however was a gentle tribute and ultimately died from a spear thrown into her chest. They also had two notable victors of their very own. Seeder and Chaff, with Seeder dying in the bloodbath by Cashmere and Chaff dying at the end of the second day.

The tributes all piled into the area, many were of african decent. They all stood in front of the stage and were ignoring the peacekeepers around the area, until a female stood on the stage. She had ashen skin and was holding a sugarcane blade. "This can't be ignored much longer, we have to stand up for whats right." She turned to the peacekeepers and then threw her blade at one of them.

The peacekeeper fell to the ground and then many of the victors and occupants started attacking the peacekeepers. She was clapping and then a bag was placed over her head and she was placed at the front of a stage. A woman in a ridiculous outfit came out, dressed and had butterflies all over her. " What a welcome." The peacekeepers pulled out their guns out and pointed them at the woman's head.

A couple of them fired and killed a couple of the occupants in the crowd. " Our people should not have to suffer at the hands of your people." The peacekeepers grabbed their bodies and then proceeded to break most of their limbs in their bodies and destroying them from recognition. One of the peacekeepers placed his gun right at her temple. The woman announcer went over to the bowl and then pulled a name out. "Aleyshia Blackthump." The woman with the gun started moving aroung. "That is my name."

The peacekeepers took the bag off her head and threw her to the ground. " Let her in the games, they will prove as punishment enough for her having to be in twice."She stood up and then the woman turned to her. The woman pushed her away from her and then placed her hands into the bowl again. " Carice Latt ." She was moving in a weird pattern, most likely smashed from her games when she took up her alcohol addiction coupled with the drugs.

She stumbled forward and then one of the peacekeepers grabbed a hold of her. She looked up to one of them and then pushed them off her, they in turn struck her face with a baton. She fell to the ground and the sudden rush of motion caused her to puke all over the ground, she was jerked off the ground and then thrown on stage with Aleyshia. She threw up more, this time there was blood mixed in with it.

The woman almost puked at the sight but then she went back over to the bowl and pulled out the next name that she could see. "Mr. Piggeh." He stood up and turned to the stage, his white complection coupled with his pink hair made him irresistable. He looked over at the peacekeepers and kept his head down, not wanting to  start anything with them. He looked up at the guy across from, the one he secretly loved. He looked back and noticed guns pointed at his back. He walked up onto stage, almost stepping in the pile of puke.

"Right well, onto the next game." She placed her hand into the bowl and then picked out the name. "Sir Chair." A guy with brown hair and glasses came running up to the stage, he looked up at Mr. Piggeh and then they emabraced on the stage. The peacekeepers grabbed their whips and wen't to smack them, but the woman stood in front of them. " Leave it to the games, you need not touch them." They nodded and then she winked at them and went back to the bowl of names.

"Willow Byzak." The blonde haired girl stood up from the crowd and then turned to the peacekeepers, they swung their batons at her, taunting her in the process. She ran past them and ran right onto the stage. "Well here are the five victors that are being placed into the games again for a second time." The announcer looked over at them, they seemed like an odd bunch to have placed in the games.

She looked over and noticed that the car was already there waiting for them. The peacekeepers grabbed all of them and forced them into the car. They looked out into the crowd and noticed that many of them were knocking over stuff and many were wipped, the ground was full of blood. Others were being executed and their bodies were being dragged around and mutilated.

The car took out in the middle off the riot, many were trying to reach onto the car and save themselves, which only led to bloody handprints on the windows. " This is horrible, its never been this bad." Aleyshia said while looking forward, until she noticed a woman in the middle of the road, she was being whipped. She fell in the middle of the road, but the car never stopped and all you could feel was the car being lifted off its wheels for a minute.

The car finally took stopped and reached the monorail, where the victors were all being shoved onto it. The woman looked over the peacekeepers shoulders and then noticed one of the occupants being beheaded and others being slammed against buildings and being stabbed and shot. The doors closed, one of the males from the district came running up to the door. He was then drug away from the train and then whipped a total of 30 times and then they stood on his back and yanked his arm out of his socket.

The monorail was clear out of view by now, but the visions of everything that was happening were never going to leave their minds, this was a fact that everyone could prove. District 11 was now being deemed the district of the dead in most of their minds.

The Reapings: District 12
The district of coal, they are one if not  the poorest district there is. They are located on the outside of Panem and have a electrified fence which keeps them in, the people are not meant to leave the district no matter on any circumstances. The district however now makes up the main producer of medicine and sends medical supplies all over Panem. Mrs. Everdeen now occupies district 12, taking care of her grandchildren. Gale decided to come back and help raise the grandchildren along with his brothers and sisters.

During this rebellion, having thought that Katniss and Peeta were still major players in it peacekeepers stormed into their home and attacked the family. Katniss protecting her children was shot and killed in front of them. Peeta tried to save the children, but was shot during the frenzy. He managed to kill the peacekeepers, but eventually died in the hospital from a bullet wound to the spinal cord. The grandchildren were then handed back to Mrs. Everdeen, their only living relative to the children. Haymitch also died during the attack and was whipped in the square as a sign that they weren't playing around, he died in the square from his wounds.

Their bodies were all burned in the square to show that the war was to be ceased or more and more victims would come out of this war. With that District 12 lost most of it's iconic victors, the rebellion wont be stopped though as the key players are still alive. The victors all had a taste of what it meant to be affiliated with the aspect of you helping out with a rebellion. Many of the district members all fought back at the sight, and the fight only got worse as many bodies were shot and killed. Others were dismembered, the peacekeepers had the upper hand. Others were whipped at their act and the bodies were only raising up in numbers. The numbers then shrinked as their bodies were all burned with the ashes of Katniss, Peeta and Haymitch.

The victors didn't participate and instead watched as their kind was burned for their rebellion. The victors were taken away from the square, as more peacekeeper vehicles drove by and started gunning down the occupants and running over their dead bodies after they were shot, others were being tied up to vehicles and being drug around by the back of the car with ropes tied around their necks.

The tributes were all guided to the stage where a guy with purple hair started grabbing a name out of the bowl. He looked at the name. " Thalia Combe." The brown haired female stepped away from the crowd and then tried to keep her attention off the roads behind them. She walked up the stairs and stood next to the man.

The man grabbed the next name and then looked out into the crowd. "Melanoi Jet." The brown haired girl stepped away from the crowd, she had her hair parted on both her shoulders. She looked back and noticed the fire still burning in the square, more bodies being added. She got up on the stage and then turned to the audience, she knew this could be the end, but she could do it.

The man grabbed the next name and then turned to everyone in the audience. " Karla Flake." The girl in the audience with red hair and black highlights started walking towards the stage. She was messing with her hair and then she twirled it around and started walking up onto the stage. She looked up and gave everyone a peace sign and took her spot next to the other victors.

The man grabbed the next name out of the bowl. "Jaguar Taz." The boy with blue hair started walking past everyone else in the crowd and took his spot on the stage, he was rather silent except the gasps he made from the smoke rising from the burning of the bodies down in the square. The man pulled out the next name when Jaguar stood  with the rest of the victors.

"Timothy Talia." The old frail man started walking up towards the stage, he began climbing up the stairs and then stopped when he stood with the rest of the victors. They all gave their sign and then peacekeepers stormed the reaping, the man took them away and placed them all in the car. The air smelled like charred flesh, so more bodies were being added to the fire. More ashes piling up.

The car finally pulled up towards the monorail and the peacekeepers forced all of them onto the monorail and then slammed the door shut behind them. The monorail took off with the only thing that could be seen in the distance, the smoke from the bodies burning and the purging of the occupants of district 12.

The Arena Outline with Muttations
The arena this years is very different, the arena is comprised of wooded hedge areas which form a labyrinth or maze of sorts. Every few hours the maze will conform together and change the actual outline of the original maze all together. The tributes who are unfortunate to get caught in the line of the hedge changing will ultimatlely be crushed by the forested walls caving into each other. The most weird aspect is the fact that the cornucopia which is in the middle of the maze to begin with also changed with the different layouts of the maze.

In the maze itself, holds many mysterious muttations. One is that of a small humming bird, which has had its beak sharped to shred through flesh when it travels up to 70 miles per hour, this coupled with the fact that the humming birds all travel in one huge group makes them a very dangerous muttation to be pitted against. Another mutt which has been made specifically for the games as a form of symbolisim is the minotaur. The minotaur which has been coupled with an axe will taunt and stalk the prey of the games and will kill off as many of them as they can, that is right more than one minotaur lines up the maze.

One of the greatest aspects of the maze itself is the fact that the maze will actually take part in attacking the tributes. The vines that adorn the maze have been genetically enhanced to actually pull tributes under the hedges and snap the necks of the tributes who have managed to be taken by the vines. They also form as restraints and will often hold the tributes up and cause them to be captured, which makes for easy kills for those who notice the captured tributes.

The climate in the arena is very cold, except the tributes will be placed in thermal one body suit, which doesnt provide much warmth. The whole arena is covered in thick layers off fog, which often cause many mirages to the eyes of the tributes. During the night the arena will close up and allow no light to penetrate the arena, leaving it pitch black and silent except for the screams of the tributes who have been caught by the minotaur.







The Tribute Parades: District 1
The horses were laced in many precious gems and golden headpieces. The first female tributes stepped out of the archway and made way to the horse. She was dressed in what appeared to be a sexy lingerie, barely covering any part of her body. Her sexy curves and beautiiful body had the crowd cheering all the way around the chariot way. She had her hair curled all the way down to shoulder, just falling short of the bottom of her bra piece. She had her sexy boots laced all the way up to her knee. The blue lingerie was laced in diamonds. Her lucious pink lips as if they had kissed a rose petal, Leah Mirage the sexy sweetheart from the richest family memeber in District 1.

The next person who stepped out of the archway was Markey, he was wearing nothing but underwear, his abs were rock hard that every girl in the audience started screaming with excitement, he took his spot next to Leah. She turned to him and then kissed him on the cheek. "We keep this going and you might recieve something later on in the games." She teased and then she started twirling the curls in her hair. The audience was screaming with excitement at the sexy sweethearts. He knew something wasn't right about her, how she changed from being such a innocent girl to now being a sexy and bitchy woman, she was pulling strings and he liked the idea.

They were soon met with the appearance of a brunette haired woman with her hair tired into a french braid. She was wearing something more modest, a prom dress. The dress fell right above her knees and it was a beautiful blue dress with saphires encrested in the dress. She twirled around and then stepped out of the archyway with her silver heels. She made her way past the two of the others. "You two really shouldn't keep the act up, it wouldn't end well for the two of you." The brunette with strands of blonde in her hair, brushed past the two of them and flicked her hair back into the faces of the two of them. She blew the audience a kiss and turned to the two of them, placing a figer across her parted lips in a way one would do for a secret.

Next came the man who was wearing glasses, he was laughing at the pathetic efforts of the other tributes who were all trying to make an impression. "If you really want to make an impression, you should strike fear in the eyes of the audience." He Grabbed Marielle's hair and then pulled it back and placed his hands up to her neck and looked right into the eyes of the audience and made a slicing motion against her throat and then threw her into the side of the chariot. He peered at the two love birds and then did the same. He went and sat at the back of the chariot and peered out the back side.

The last male appeared behind the group, he was after the girl who was in the prom dress. He came up behind her in a tux and grabbed her waist. "Hello." Marielle turned around and then peered into his eyes. "I hope you arent here to use me again." She said in a low whispering voice, its happened once before from him when they were at the District. She decided to give it another chance and its led up all the way to where they are now, still intact during the days of their approaching death.

Leah pushed past Markey and then started unstrapping her bra strap. "This should be quite a show for the capitol, one that shall soon be lived on for the name of District 1." She stepped onto the chariot and took the center of it. Everyone else filed suit behind her. "This shall be the main course of this parade." The chariot pulled out of the archway and each one focused on Leah unstrapping her bra. "What do you think you are doing?"

Leah turned towards the four faces behind her. " I'm giving them each a piece of what the assholes of the capitol did to me, how ever since I won my games they turned me into a monster. They used me and abused me, my body being the latest of their attractions. I was raped after I won, abused and used by the capitol memebers. I am nothing but a tool in their eyes as all of us are." She pulled her strap of her bra down to her shoulder, bruises appearing on the pure skin of her body. She tearfully took her bra off and looked out at the audience with tears filling her eyes, she knows she has been used, so the Captiol should know her pain.

The Tribute Parades: District 2
The horses of District 2 were laced in brick particles all over them and had a brick mantle on its head. The chariot was all built in brick and was built by all of the tributes before they started in the parade. The first girl stepped out of the archway to her chariot. She seemed almost like Clove, except she was older and had no freckels and her hair was midnight black. She stared out at the district one chariot and noticed the girl on the camera without her bra on. "That is disgusting and degrading to the capitol. No wonder District 2 is always the best of Districts when it comes to the Capitol."

A man appeared behind Chloe, he had brown hair and seemed to be pissed at the idea of being placed into the games again. He walked over to the chariot and passed Chloe. "Just remember last year you were the one who attacked us and killed one of the tributes in the careers, you get in my way I wont hesitate to kill you." She smiled and then blew him a kiss. "Just so you know, it was a joy killing them. Don't throw empty threats at me, if you want to make it far in these games you will need me. Anthony also, you shouldn't count out the other people you have a lot more competition in these games." She twirled her orange dress in his face and stepped away from him in his white tux.

Annasticia stepped out of the room and danced in her purple dress. She stopped when she passed the two of them. Chloe turned back to Anthony. "Don't worry about her, she will most likely be killed during the bloodbath." Anthony drew his eyes at her and then she smirked and followed behind Annasticia up onto the chariot. She turned back and giggled and pointed her hand out and made a gun motion to the back of Annasticia's head. She winked and then waited for Anthony to get into the chariot. He got up into the chariot and then looked over at Annasticia and then Chloe laughed and blew a strand from her face.

The next girl that appeared out of the archway was Artemis, she was wearing a red velvet dress and black heels. She stepped out of the archway and then she stood next to Anthony. "I know this is weird and we haven't really spoken in a while, but you should know that I still really like you." She twirled in her dress and then she stopped when he leaned into her. She froze in her spot and then he kissed her. She started smiling and then she let out a squeak and turned to the audience. Chloe laughed at him and shook her head in dismay at what happened.

The last male walked out of the archway in a blue tux and black bowtie. He was smiling at the audience and blowing kisses. "Well isn't this some disfunctional bunch of victors." He turned to Anthony and Chloe. "You two specifically. If you want any chance of winning then you two need to work together to try and get further into the games." Chloe laughed. "I already told him that we needed to work it out, I'm willing to play along with the game if he does the one thing that we agreeded to a while back." Anthony nodded and then Xerox got on the chariot with all of them.

The chariot started pulling out and then they all stared forward at the captiol people all cheering with excitment. Chloe looked back at Anthony and then winked at his face. Anthony turned and then kissed Annasticia on the lips in front of the whole Capitol. Chloe smiled sadistically at the plan that she had concieved and how everything was falling right into all the right places. The chariot came to a stop beside of the District 1 chariot. Leah turned to them, her eyes fixed on the bruises. Leah smiled and then placed her hands on the bruise and rubbed it off. She mouthed "make-up."

The Tributes Parades: District 3
The chariot was adorned by many microchips which made the chariot look futuristic and they could even be moved at the simple move of an eyelash. The first person to step out of the archway was Emerald, she was dressed in a black dress which opened in the back. She was also wearing white shoes. She stepped back towards the chariot and then leaned her back against it and brushed the strands of her hair behind her eyes. She stared out at the audience and then turned when she felt the jerk of the chariot lunge forwards. "What the hell."

The man started walking up to the chariot. He started laughing at Emerald and then moved beside her in his black tux. "I guess it really was true that you can move it with a blink of the eye." He started laughing at her and then she pushed his chest. "I can't believe you did that you jerk, you are a jerk Thias." She pushed past him and then he moved the chariot again and she fell right on her face. "Ass." Thias helped her up and then stepped onto the chariot right beside her.

The next person to appear out of the archway was queen B, Quinn. "Move over idiots and let the audience get all of my good sides, which is every angle." She pushed past them and started grabbing her boobs to excite the audience in her bubblegum pink dress. She looked at the two of them behind her and then stuck her tongue out at Emerald. "Sorry flat chest it's just better if you stay in the back for the sake of what small shred of pride that you have left in that ugly body of yours." She turned towards Emerald and then tossed her jetblack hair in her face. Emerald shoved the chariot forward and then Quinn slammed her mouth into the chariot and she broke one of her teeth out of her mouth.

An elderly woman stepped out of the archway, she was laughing at the constant bickering of the young victors. Well they weren't the youngest, but they were still young compared to her 70 years of life. "Its so fun to see adults still having their childish sides in life." She walked up towards the chariot and then stepped onto it with them. She looked out towards the crowd and then Thias grabbed her shoulders and then kept her from falling. "Hey don't give out on us yet grandma." She kissed his cheek and then turned back at Quinn, laughing at the girl wiping away the blood from her tooth.

The last person stepped out of the archway. Honoria. She had ashened skin which had been kissed by the sun. "Hey Petra, you shouldn't have to deal with them youngsters." She started laughing at the fact that of the woman being surrounded by the kids. She was wearing a white dress with her hair braided. She stood up on the chariot and then turned to all of them. The chariot started taking off and then Quinn stopped the chariot with the blink of her eyes. "You jerk." She ripped a strand of Emeralds hair out and held it up to the capitol. Honoria made the chariot start moving again and then it stopped right beside of District 1 and 2's.

The Tributes Parades: District 4
The chariot was dressed in fishnets and adorned with all sorts of plastic fishes and water mutts which had been placed into the sea by the Capitol. The first person who stepped out of the archway was Daria. She was wearing a aquamarine dress with her hair tied into a bun. She stepped onto the chariot and laced her hands through the nets, which were so tight that water couldn't seep through them. "I know who made all of these." She looked out at the audience, she was scared at the fact that she was being put into the games again. She felt like she was going to be sick and then she started puking out of the side of the chariot.

The next person got out of the archway. He was wearing a white tux. He ran up to the chariot and then helped Daria up from puking. "Are you okay?" She looked at him and then wiped the corner of her face and then turned to the audience, all of them gasping in horror at what she just did. She looked up at him and then she felt tears falling out of the corner of her face. "Why are we being placed into these games again?" He shook his head and then helped her up from hanging over the side of the chariot.

Another person emerged from the center of the archway. She was dressed in a yellow dress, one pretty color which was only seen on one day of the year when fishing is at its best. She stepped out of the dark and then onto the chariot. "Well hey you two, nice day huh?" She took a step onto the chariot and then placed her hands on the man shoulders. "Don't tell me you are falling for her William, I can't believe you already moved on after what happened between us. Did you never love me?" She slapped him across the face and then kissed him on the lips. Daria was infuriated and then Nina wiped the water off the corner of her mouth and gave an evil smirk.

Another girl stepped out of the archway, she was almost exactly like Maysilee Donner. She even had her name, except this one was alive and the other was dead. Maysilee stepped looked out at the crowds and then many gasped out in horror at the sight of the woman. They all thought she was reincarnated into the womans body. Maysilee stepped onto the chariot and then looked into the eyes of Nina. "You are just like everyone one of the whores back at home, you probably made your home at their hangout didn't you." Nina started laughing an then flashed her wink. "Give up the act hunny, you could never be rude and merciless like I can."

The last person stepped through the archway. He was wearing a red tux, almost the color of crimson and a purple bow. He stepped towards the chariot and then Maysilee turned towards him. "Care to try and sleep with him?" She pushed him towards Nina. She tried to, but then she pulled away. "There you go, claim your role as a virgin and the good girl that you are." Maysilee tossed her aside and then turned towards the rest of the group. "Don't worry you will all die, so you won't have to go through with too much pain." The Chariot started moving, Maysilee looked at everyone. They were all screaming at her and throwing things. Maysilee laughed and then the chariot stopped at the Chariot stopped at the other two.

The Tributes Parades: District 5
The chariot was covered in all black, noting could be seen. It was like an empty black bottom hole and demented in all sorts of evil. The first two tributes came out of the archway together, they were dressed in all black, they also formed and blended in with the chariot. The two people who came out together were twin brothers Frade and Shade, they were the demented brothers who won their games back to back. They struck fear in the eyes of those who watched their games and they seem to have made their chariot as frightning as they truly are to everyone else in the games. They turned to the audience and from the looks of it, they were both wearing black eye contacts. It was almost like they were possesed by a demon from the sight of their eyes.

The next person who stepped out of the archway was Ava. She was covered in red, almost like the color of blood. She got mad and then she pushed her way past the two brothers and then turned towards the audience and then started laughing and twitching. She had an evil glare in her eyes and she started shaking. "I'm gonna murder, blood everywhere. I need lots and lots of blood and it will fun." The two bothers started laughing and turned towards her.

The next person stepped out of the archway. She was an elderly woman. She was deluded and talking to people who werent there around her. She started dancing and then started braiding her own hair. She walked up to the others in the chariot. She started trying to grab the females hair and then started smiling. Then she started crying and grabbing her head and trying to shake horribly, almost like she was being possessed. She looked out into the crowd and then she gave all of them a crooked smile.

The last person who stepped out of the archway was an old time friend of hers who had stayed with her and cared for her for many of years. Her name was Margot and she tended to Petra, who also had a name like the other tribute. She went over to the deluded old woman and pulled her into a hug. She stopped shaking and then spoke in tongue and hugged the other older woman. She pet the womans hair and then put her close beside her and began to stare out into the crowds at the placed they were going to put into again. Their chariot started rolling out and then stopped right beside of the other districts. Petra looked over her shoulder and then turned to look at one of the district 1 females. "She bad, she wants to hurt Petra."

Leah turned to the deluded woman. "Hunny trust me if I wanted to hurt you, I wouldnt have to lay a finger on you to watch you die. You would easily be the one to kill yourself. I have much bigger things to worry about then a senile granny. More importantly how I am going to trick the Captiol members into believing every lie I feed into their grimmy little hands. Being a cold hearless manipulative bitch is where all the fun is at, you should give it a try some time." Leah flipped her hair to the side and then stared at the audience and slid down her panties to show the bruise. "See every lie you tell gets you one step closer to actually gaining the lead."

The Tributes Parades: District 6
The chariot was painted by each other the tributes to represent the only thing they cared about in their districts, which were the monorails while symbolized the freedom they had while riding in them. The first tribute who walked out of the archway towards the chariot was Barron. He had his haired shaved off and was wearing a black tux that much have been the best thing that he had ever wore in his life. He began walking over to the chariot and then stood up on it. He was wishing for one thing, that they would just leave and return back to their family and they knew that could only happen if they all started a rebellion.

He lifted his eyes up from the chariot and then noticed a man in a mask coming closer to them, he towered over Barron. He pushed Barron off the chariot and then turned to look at him, unknow what his face looks like to anyone. He was drapped in a trenchcoat which covered his body to the point where there wasn't a single part of his skin that could be seen. Barron moved away from him and then started walking to the front of the chariot to wait for the next person who would be coming so they could be close to Toxic. He looked towards the archway when he noticed the sounds of heels coming closer to them.

He looked over and noticed a girl in a lavender dress and her hair tied into a beautiful pink bow. He looked forward at the two of them and tapped her silver heels across the ground. He walked past Barron and then looked up at toxic. "Is it true what they say about you? Did you really murder and kill those six innocent people?" She started laughing and then got on the chariot beside of him and then Barron took his place beside of her. "And you, did you really win the games or was it by pure luck?" She turned to the audience and then coughed and Toxic turned to her and she could feels his eyes peering through her body through his mask.

The next person who appeared from out of the archway was North, He was a man who was actually quite well shaped for his age. He was wearing a white tux and a red bowtie. He began to approach the chariot and then he took Twyning's hands and kissed it gently and got into the chariot with them. He looked around at all of them and he secretly thought to himself about how each of them were already giving him insight into their major weaknesses and how it would be a piece of cake to finish them off when he got the chance.

The last person to step out of the archway was Hayley, she had her hands cupped together and was in a black dress. She looked like she was dressed to go to a funeral. She walked up to the chariots and she let a small tear fall. The chariots started moving and then stopped when they came up beside the other chariots. "I'm not ready for this." Markey looked over at her and you could tell there was lust in his eyes. "Don't think about it Markey." The cold chilling tone that escaped from Leah's mouth. "Wait until we are in the games and then rape her, its always more pleasuring when millions will see her poor misfortune on TV."

The Tributes Parades: District 7
The chariot was decorated in tree trunks and also covered in leaves. The chariot had been constructed by the tributes from the trees which were located outside of the captiold building. The first person who stepped out of the archway was a girl with long midnight black hair and icy blue eyes. She was wearing a dark black dress and had pure white skin. She looked started walking towards the chariot and then ran her hands through her dark black hair and stared at the audience. She stood up on the chariot and stared deep into the eyes of the horses and pet their manes.

She looked over and noticed a person wearing a black hood and with a small hint of white hair. He looked up at Lorelei and then turned away from looking at her straight in the eyes. "Its almost as if you are an angel, one which has fallen from the skys and has been damned to live here." She looked up and tried to get a glimpse of his face. "And you, gloomy and dreadful as if every word you speak comes from the written word of someone else." She placed her hand on his chest and then he stood up on the chariot beside of her.

The next person who stepped out of the archway was in an emerald dress with her her brown hair and her golden eyes peered at everyone else. She started stepping towards the two of them on the chariot. She reached out to the guy and he pulled her up onto the chariot. She looked up at them and then she felt something happen in her body and that things were going to get bad quickly. She started looking at the audience and then she felt like something was peering into her heart. She knew something wasn't right.