Hi people! Welcome to the spin off of Sparrow Cries' Lost in the Darkness. It's a story I made because I know the nature of Hunger Games SYOT fics, and the characters are just so interesting that I want to explore all their hidden potential by creating a fic like this. Currently, I have some ideas for plots, but I'm not sure yet. Please give me suggestions if you have one.

And some things I want to make clear so you won't be confused in reading this Alternate Universe thing.

This fic takes place in a school called Capitol Academy, where kids from Panem go to school with 12 majors in them, and the majors are basically each district's specialty. Students are required to choose from Major 1 to Major 12 and each of them has different courses for different jobs they want to take.

List of the Majors:

Major 1: Luxuries

Courses: Perfumer, Furrier, Jeweler, Goldsmith, Winemaker, Hair Stylist

Major 2: Masonry

Courses: Stonemason, Concrete Finisher, Bricklayer, Brickmason, Plasterer, Blacksmith

Major 3: Technology

Courses: Technical support, Assembly operator, Engineer, Tester, Technician

Major 4: Fishing

Courses: Longliner, Trawler, Canner, Ship Captain, Deckhand, Fisherman

Major 5: Power Source

Courses: Plant security officer, Geologist, Equipment manager, System analyst, Maintenance

Major 6: Medicine

Courses: Chemical medicine, Herbal medicine, Nursing, Physician

Major 7: Lumber

Courses: Lumberjack, Load Puller, Lead Climber, Furniture Builder, Carpenter

Major 8: Textiles

Courses: Factory worker, Weaver, Dress maker, Designer, Warehouse manager, Teacher

Major 9: Grains

Courses: Cropper, Farmer, Plower, Sower, Grain Harvester

Major 10: Livestock

Courses: Butcher, Milker, Rancher, Barn Manager, Breeder

Major 11: Agriculture

Courses: Sorter, Irrigator, Farmhand, Harvester, Gardener

Major 12: Coal Mining

Courses: Coal miner, Blaster, Surveyor, Metallurgist

Sooo that is all of them! I am sorry if you think they are out of character. Please tell me if I've done something wrong. I also have a long list of 'why is she like this?' or 'why are they friends here?' and possibly all sorts of reason why I make them that way. Don't hesitate to PM me if you want to know additional details and whatnot.

Chapter 1: Meet the Tributes, oops, Students! Part 1

~Kenmeina~

I hate television.

I really do. But mom always makes the whole family watch television during breakfast. I hate it. I push my glasses up my nose bridge as I see my sister's beautiful face on the screen.

"Miss Fukuro! Is it true that the engagement ring of President Snow's daughter is your creation?"

"Ah, indeed it is. She deserves the best among the best, after all."

The best jeweler of the Capitol Academy: Ann Fukuro. Who doesn't know her?

I sigh loudly as I watch my sister cast a guilty glance at me. I keep my eyes on the food in front me, trying to focus on my breakfast so it'll be much more easier if my mother decided to lecture me about how much of a success my sister is. Same old, same old.

"Look at her," Mom begins; I hold my sigh within so I won't irritate her. "Only eighteen and already one of the best jeweler the Capitol has ever seen. I do wish you could be more like your sister, Kenmeina." We majored at the same thing, the Luxuries, and by Mom's insistence, I also take the jeweler course. She wanted a long line of the best jeweler in the Capitol. How sickening.

"Mom, please," Ann says. She looks guiltily towards me, who only nods. "Kenny is just sixteen. When she's eighteen, her jewels will be the ones that are praised upon." I love Ann. I really do. Even when I really envy her for being who she is, I still do love my sister.

"You were sixteen when your jewelry got into the magazine," I say, almost sounding like I was hurt. "Because a reporter just happened to stop in front of my workshop? The jewelry he reported was my personal creation for Eric, not for the media." Ann spits angrily.

"Ann, that is enough. I won't ever let you throw away your career just because of that District Four boy, never." Ann gasps angrily, but eventually stops when the doorbell rings. "That must be Eric!" My sister says, totally ecstatic.

My mother looks like she is going to puke. He hates Eric and Ariel. She once said that someone like my sister should have gotten together with another jeweler, or the best goldsmith and not a fisherman like Eric. I disagree though. First, Eric is not even a fisherman. He is a ship captain, something as prestigious as the jeweler, although often overlooked.

Instead of hearing Ann's usual cry of 'Eric!', I hear her calling my name in a sweet voice she only uses when something interesting happened.

I come to meet her by the door, where I see someone with electrifying clear-blue eyes that always fills me with ease.

Patrick MacDougall, my best friend.

"Hi, Kenmeina." A giddy smile grace Ann's lips before she asks me if I am ready to go to school. I nod and wave her a goodbye before walking down the road with Patrick.

"You don't have to do it, you know?" Patrick looks at me, as if asking me to elaborate. "You live in the dorm. You don't need to come to my house and pick me up." Although I do like it. A blush makes its way to my face as I think about it. Patrick is not much of a talker. He is a funny guy who moves like a thief and lives like a Robin Hood (which is why I find him very suitable as someone who took winemaker course), but whenever he is left alone with me, he doesn't talk much.

I am quiet, and he is too. And none of us had any qualms about each other's company. We enjoy it.

Patrick took a deep breath and showed me a brilliant smile with his teeth, a smile I love from him the most ever since we met all those years ago. "I want to do it, Kenmeina. I enjoy being in your company." Another blush. I sigh and eventually laugh.

"Let's go inside before Jasper or Tara finds us." We slip our hands to one another, a casual gesture between best friends. Or at least, I think so.

~Jasper~

"Jasper! Jasper! C'mon wake up hurry up you need to go to school!" I groan as I grab a small blond head that was jumping on my bed. "Five more minutes, Cato." Cato, the nerve of that midget, jumps even harder. "C'mon c'mon! And Tara's here to see you!" With that, I literally jump out of my bed.

Cato laughs when I look around in panic. "Of course she isn't, dummy! Tara has early practice with knife-throwing so she isn't coming!" I sigh in relief before tackling my brother to the bed, tickling him the stomach. "You brilliant little midget! C'mere you!" Cato laughs even harder before our mom calls us downstairs for breakfast.

I took my leather-made apron, the only school attribute I actually need to use for my blacksmith course, and head downstairs. I major in Masonry along with Tara, and we're both blacksmiths.

"Donny called earlier," mom says without looking up from setting the table. "He says he won't be coming to our house to pick you up today because something came up with his stonemasonry work." I nod as I sit down. Cato also sits beside me. "Okay then, I'll just walk to school alone, no biggie." I take a loaf of bread and pour a glass of milk for myself. Cato watches, and follows soon after.

A few minutes later, I am done with my breakfast and I bid goodbye to my mom and Cato. I jog my way to the school and find two people I expect to find. "If it isn't the two lovebirds of Luxuries!" I shout as hard as I could, alarming the best friends in front me.

"Dammit Jasper." Patrick sighs and let go of Kenmeina's hand. They both wait for me to reach their place. "Stop shouting, Jasper." Kenmeina's soft voice says with a hint of embarrassment. I grin. "Wait until Tara sees this!"

"See what?" Tara comes up from another alley in the opposite direction. "See Patrick and Kenny holding hands? Oh pleaaase. It's just a casual gesture between friends, Jasper. No big deal." Tara snickers. Patrick rolls his eyes, annoyed. "Have you been stalking us, Tara?" He asks.

"Naah, sheer coincidence. Right, Jasper?" She smirks at me, and I smirk back. "Sheer coincidence indeed, folks!" The four of them laughs. "Now if Ariel and Aalto got here, the Careers will be all set!" I can see all the other students look at us with awe. The Careers are the ones who rule this school or the most popular kids, so to speak.

It's usually composed of Major 1, 2, and, 4 which is Luxuries, Masonry, and Fishing. How Fishing got into Careers, you ask? It's probably because their students are really good at what they're doing and they have the most gorgeous-looking students of all.

"Hey guys, how's it going?" A familiar voice joins us and I smile. I know who it is and if Aalto came, he must have Ariel with him.

The Careers are complete.

~Katie~

I fall down spectacularly on the ground and tears manage to escape my eyes. It's all according to plan though. "Oh my god, Katie, I'm so sorry! I must have been spacing out!" Aschen Onyx looks at me with guilt and panic. I only pout as I raise my left arm, asking for a help to stand up. My other hand is firm on the needle on my pocket. It's all according to plan.

The first prank of the morning is always with the stupidest member of the Smartasses, Aschen Onyx. He actually comes to school as early as he could because he is afraid of spacing out too much and it will make him late. Well, seriously? That reason is so lame.

But it works just fine. I get to torture him, after all.

The idiot, oops, I mean Aschen bends down and offer his hand. What an idiot. I take his hand, faking a sniffle before jabbing his offered hand with the chloroform-soaked needle. "Huh…?" He asks dumbly and I wave him a cheerful goodnight. "You're so funny, Aschen. I like you lots… you play me with me all the time." As Aschen tumbles down, I smile happily.

"Today's going to be a really good day." I manage to blast Aschen into the oblivion with one of the stupidest trick known in the book. Maybe I can get to Mister Tan's locker and shove a (mildly) poisoned nail. He teaches the Masonry, after all.

I don't mean to leave Aschen out here alone, of course. I will drag him to the infirmary and tie him on the bed so I can jab various parts of his body with my needle. Maybe I should carve his idiocy directly on his skin. Okay, that is such a brilliant idea. I'll do that today.

"What the hell… it's not even the first period yet and you're already down? You're a freaking moron, Aschen." I look up immediately at the annoyingly arrogant voice. And of course I'm right. It's another one of the Smartasses, Oz Tesla.

I hate this guy. Well, not more than I hate Micro though. I hate intelligent people in general. Their curiosity sucks. My pranks have always been perfect and covered, and even that time when I cry when Mister Ty was interrogating the class to know who had poured a bottle of ink to his coffee. I did, of course. But I cried so much that everyone thought that I was really hurt that the teacher even implied that he suspects me.

Everyone but Micro Linux, the best student of Technology major, thinks that I'm innocent.

The guy actually exposed me to everyone (and what frustrates me even more is the fact that he did it with such a straight face, as if he didn't intend to do it to expose me, he did it only to satiate his curiosity), and they only look like they've been trolled. I really have built my reputation as a cute and bubbly little girl, after all. But it didn't change the fact that I got a detention.

I hate Micro and his best friends. The whole school had acknowledged them as a clique that is rivaling the Career's in popularity. They are the Smartasses.

As much as I want to engage Micro in a highly elaborate prank that might get me expelled, I couldn't because the guy is just too uncaring. Honestly, it's like I'm talking to Ada Linus the librarian who won't talk to anyone if it wasn't about books.

I take a deep breath as I smile my best smile towards the second-best student in the Power Source major. "Hello, Oz!" I say cheerfully. "Oh my, oh my, you should take better care of your friend, you know? I found Aschen in the middle of the hallway, sleeping!" Oz rolls his eyes. "I can agree if you say you found him spacing out. But sleeping? No way. Choose a better lie next time, Katie." There comes his famous blunt word-sword. Great. Just great. I don't want to deal with him.

"I guess you're right." I smile, but I'm sure he notices the underlying hatred I put in those words. "I should run along now, bye!" I wave cheerfully to him. He rolls his eyes again before slinging the unconscious Aschen on his shoulder.

"I'll get you next time…" I seethe and collide head first with a large man. "Want me to kill you, runt!" I know who he is. Branch Foster, Agriculture major and an avid ass-kisser of the Careers. I smirk. "Want me to kill you?" I ask, sounding as innocent as possible before running away with a laugh.

~Harold~

It's not even the second period yet but life has already decided to screw me over. How? By sending two bullies down my way to the next class. "Yo Fishbin," the largest tanned-skin guy says to me with a dialect that reminds me of a pirate. "I'm kinda low on money, yeah? Since yo' so rich, why don't ya gimme some money?" He steps closer, invading my personal space.

"N-no, my sister said not to give money to people who don't earn it…" it really is true, though. "So I'm no good enough fo' ya? Imma show ya how to earn money!" I shiver, but before I manage to run, his fist connects to my jaw.

I fly back a little from the impact and tears make it way to my eyes. Before he can start ganging up on me and beat me up, a calm, soft, and melodious voice stops them. "Please stop." Ariel Finn. She is my ship captain's younger sister. You see, she and her brother take the ship captain course and I take the fisherman course, because my family comes from a long line of legendary fishermen while her family comes from a long line of captains.

"A-Ariel!" My bullies are shocked to see Ariel in all her glory, with her vice-captain uniform of the S.S Marina, Eric Finn's most prestigious ship. Her red hair falls gracefully although tied in a low ponytail under her cap and her green eyes are rich with disapproval. I smile, relief washing over me. "Ariel." I call.

She looks at me sadly before turning her gorgeous face to the bullies. "Please let go of my crew before he gets hurt." A simple plead is all she needs. My bullies drop me to the ground as Ariel absentmindedly take a sword from her hip. "I think this won't happen again, right?" My bullies agree hastily before scampering away from our sight.

"Don't let this happen too often, Harold. I don't like it." She offers me a hand and helps me stand up, which I gratefully accept. "Yeah but I don't exactly choose to be bullied, do I?" I sigh. Ariel falls silent.

"Let's go to the infirmary." Ariel declares as she makes her way to the infirmary. I follow her like a lost puppy.

After a few minutes of awkward silence, I try to strike a conversation. "I don't see Aalto with you. Where is he?" Ariel and Aalto are rarely separate. They are the Career couple and everyone revere to them like they are celebrities. They really are, though. Ariel is the future vice-captain of S.S Marina while Aalto is the future owner of a huge canning company. They fit.

"Aalto is meeting with some Technology folks to know if they can invent the newest canning machine. He runs into some trouble in their testing course though, something about sardines flying to his face." Ariel shakes her head.

I laugh. Technology major always houses a maniac or two. We arrive in the infirmary and I sigh. "Well, Harold, I will see you in oceanography." I nod; it's the only class we take together, after all.

When I open the door, another kid with similar bruises to mine is sitting on top of the bed, treating to his injuries. "Hey," he greets me and passes me a bottle of alcohol and some cotton. "How many?" He asks casually.

"One hit." I answer as I treat my swelling face. "Just one and it's that bad? I guess bullies in Major 4 hits harder than the bullies in Major 9." I chuckle at his remark and we eventually laugh together. "I got like five hits before Adriella saves me. Not that bad, I guess. Pieter van der Merwe, major in Grains (insert what department here), you?" I smile. I can feel like we have some sort of a bond already.

"Harold Fishbin, major in Fishing, fisherman course."

~Ada~

I nearly drop my book as the library's door went open. Who is it? Not many people come to the library after the second period, which is why I actually choose this particular shift to work on.

The academy doesn't really mind me since my academic records are stellar. I can safely say that I am still the number one student in the maintenance course, my major, and even the whole school. I bury my nose on my book and try to stack more books here and there to fortify my fortress of books.

"Oh," I don't look up, pretending to be too immersed in my book. "I thought I'm going to run to Ana, since she came early too." Ana. Screena Linux, another girl who works here in the shift other than mine. And the only people who would call her Ana would be her brother, or Oz Tesla. I then look up to see Micro.

"I'm sorry for coming at your shift, Ada. I know how much you don't like to talk to people." Micro apologizes, but his eyes are darting from one book to another and he sounds like he doesn't really mean it. I know. Micro Linux, the third in all exams, directly after me and Oz Tesla, and he also Technology major's best student. He rarely cares about anything but technology and his sister and recently, his best friends.

I glance at my current book's page number, memorizing it. "How may I help you?" I ask.

Micro looks at me with a mildly interested expression. "I'm looking for the newest books my major has to offer." My eyes immediately dart to a stack of books Screena had prepared on her shift. His eyes light up and he takes the stack. "These are it?" I nod.

Micro chuckles and examines the books' titles. "Thank you Ada. Oz asked me to say morning greetings to you and I did. Good day." I resist the urge to roll my eyes. Oz Tesla of the system analyst course bugs me in daily basis by reading all books I've read and many subtler things like asking Micro or the other boy from Major 12 to say things to me. I'm about to reply, but I realize that Micro is gone already.

I sigh and another person enters the library. He is short, and I know who he is. "M-Miss Ada." He is the only person who would say 'Miss' to me. Since, I don't look like a girl at all. But I look straight at him and ask. "How may I help you?" A blush appears on his face. "I want to return the books I've borrowed and I want to borrow more." He says shyly. Why would he be shy to return books?

But since it's none of my business, I only take another stack of books from Major 6, the chemical medicine course. "H-how do you know that I'm…?" He looks so small, and… cute? I guess. Little kids are cute like that; all books I've read (pertaining the subject) said so. "I know who you are. Aspen Acre, right? You come here every day on my shift." I would have been an idiot if I don't recognize his name by now, after all.

He looks happy and flustered at the same time. I know that reaction, Herman told me about it.

Herman says that Aspen Acre has a crush on me. That's impossible. And besides, I don't like to interact with people at all.

~Dawn~

As much as I love my perfect sister, she could be such a handful sometimes. I walk across the halls of Major 7, the Lumber. Many students with red tartan shirt look at my pure white outfit with a childlike fascination. I keep on walking until I reach a room with 'Major-head' plastered on it.

I take a deep breath before knocking, and a man with a man with dirty-blond hair and the same red tartan shirt as everyone else opens the door. "Excuse me." I say, trying to be polite. "I was sent from the Major-head of Medicine, Sandra Evans, to request your assistance." The man looks at me from top to bottom before nodding.

"Dawn Evans, right? I know you, you're Sandra's kid sister. She already said what she wanted. You want a tour across the forest to see herbs for the herb medicine course, right?" I nod, thanking Sandra deep within my heart to explain what she asked me to do so I won't have to explain it. "Unfortunately, I'm busy now. But I'll send someone for ya. BOXXY!" He shouts to the room, where several people shout back 'Boxxy's not here' to him. "Ugh, then, anyone from lumberjacks! Get your ass here!"

A handsome boy with the same red tartan shirt (only the long sleeves are rolled into his elbow) comes to them with a defeated expression across his face. "What is it, Blight?" He asks while wiping his sweat from his forehead. "Escort the little lady across the forest, will you? I was going to ask Boxxy, but she's not here so-"

"I get it." The boy replied with a sigh. I frown. I don't like being called 'little lady'. I'm the strongest fighter in Major 6, after all. But well, being a good fighter in Major 6 is so useless though. Blight throws us out of his room (and I think it's his workshop) and leaves us by ourselves.

"Oh well," the boy scratches the back of his head. "I'm Isaac Total, I'm double majoring in lumberjack and carpenter courses." He offers his hand to me and I take it, just to be polite. "I'm Dawn Evans, vice Major-head of Major 6, herbal medicine course." He smiles at me.

"Oh, cool," he says shortly. "Shall we go to the forest then?" I nod and follow his lead.

After two minutes of total silence, Isaac faces me and looks at me from head to toe. "You're Dawn, right? Wolff tells me a lot about you." Ah, Wolff. I know Wolff. He often comes to my class and asks help for his livestock whenever they got sick. We are friends with each other, not that close though. Why would he say anything about me?

"You know Wolff?" I ask, feeling rather like an idiot because he really had implied that fact in his statement. "I know him. He's my best friend." Isaac answers as he casually opens a huge wooden door that led to Major 7's pride and joy, the Forest of Life.

I take a deep breath as I enter the forest, leaving the building behind me. I love the Forest. It has herbs and trees and even animals. Major 7 takes a very good care of every tree in the forest, and wild animals eventually come to their forest and make it their home. I smile brightly.

"Come on then, I'll show you where most of the herbs are." Isaac says with a little laugh. I look up, embarrassed, but follow him nonetheless. The forest is huge and the only people who know their ways are people from Major 7 and Major 11. So, outsiders like me need to have a guide to show us around.

Isaac leads me to a meadow where herbs are scattered everywhere. I walk into the a field of blue grass and sit down, carefully picking the herbs my sister asked me to bring.

"Do you want some help?" Isaac asks. "If you want to." I reply to him and he sits down next to me, helping me pick all the herbs I need.

Strangely enough though, I really, really enjoy his company.

I can't believe I finished this… I'm so proud :'D

Okay so I got all the okays from the submitter of these lovely tributes, and from SparrowCries him/herself (I think it's her, but being cautious is good). The only person I haven't gotten okay from is the creator of Kami Deuwulf, and I don't know who her submitter is… :(

I also apologize if my grammar is bad. I'm not an English speaker and I'm not really used to write in present tense or in first person POV :(