Alright, lets do round two!

Some notes:

Flynn Carson is more prominent in this story, so I've decided to go with Eugene for Flynn Rider.

There will be new characters, including an OC later on. Also a few romantic pairs reunite.

Much more head cannoning, because the plot demands it. And character arcs. And, you know, the rest of the things a story needs.

And finally, I don't own the thirteen worlds represented herein.

Just A Story About The Escape From Panem

Chapter 1

Two Weeks Later

Okay, maybe Tris was enjoying this a little too much. But, to be fair, it wasn't everyday she got to climb skyscrapers.

The building she was climbing was an apartment complex that would give her a clear view of the courtyard in front of the president's mansion. The frills and bedazzlements on the side of the building made climbing easy, which was good because a fall at that height would be fatal.

Tris pushed herself up on the last ledge, and grabbed at the roof. A second later, she felt two sets of hands pulling her up.

Annabeth and Percy pulled her up on the roof, and Tris stood up and looked around.

"You're quite a good climber for someone who says you've never done it before," Percy noted.

Tris grinned. "What can I say? It's a bunch of fun."

She knew she would, eventually, have plenty of experience climbing. Occasionally, she would have glimpse of what only could only be her future back home, back where she had only just become Dauntless. But here, she only had her memories of Abnegation and her training in District 1, neither of which included climbing.

"I heard they were going to announce their plans for a different Hunger Games tonight," Annabeth said, walking across the roof towards the courtyard. "I can't even imagine what they've come up with."

"I wish we could do something about it," Tris added.

Annabeth nodded. "Me too. But we don't know if any changes we make will stay after we've broken the spell. Hopefully, someone from this world will end the games themselves."

"Right." Tris sighed and grabbed her binoculars from her pack. "So, we're looking for the same thing as usual?"

"Yep," Percy agreed. "As in, we have no idea what we're looking for."

Tris kneeled on the edge of the roof and scanned the courtyard. "Looks exactly like the last time we did this."

"Whatever it is we're looking for has to be somewhere in the Capitol," Annabeth muttered, twisting the beads on her necklace. "We just need to figure out where."

"Maybe we have to do the other thing first," Percy suggested. "What was it? The reawakening?"

"You'd think someone would have known that," Tris replied. After all, they had several people helping them who claimed to know about magic - Jenkins, McGonagall, and someone named Mushu Tris had yet to meet.

The courtyard brightened as all the TV monitors turned on. Morpheus, the announcer for the games, appeared next to "head gamemaker Octavian August".

"Oh, look," Tris muttered. "It's our favorite person."

"You mean Morpheus or Loki?" Percy asked.

"Morpheus," Tris replied. "At least Loki's helpful. Occasionally."

For the past two weeks, Loki - as in the god of mischief himself - had been disguising himself as the head gamemaker, in hopes of finding what they were all looking for. No one trusted him, but he had the same stakes as everyone else.

And he claimed responsibility for delaying the new games as long as they had been, but Tris wasn't convinced.

"Citizens of the Capitol!" Morpheus declared. "We have good news. The games are back on!"

"Our dear President Kash has come up with a brilliant way to find substitutes for our dear tributes who couldn't complete the Hunger Games," Loki-as-Octavian continued. "We have been conducting in-depth interviews in the district, and have isolated who the closest friends of our dear tributes to take their place in the games!"

Arthur was really doing his best to see through the deception charm.

For most tributes, the deception charm barely worked. It was powered on its own (or so Loki claimed), but it also took power from the tribute's own deceptive abilities, which was lacking for most. But for Isi? Even Loki himself could barely see her with the locket.

So maybe his eyes had a tendency to wonder when Isi was talking.

"Arthur? Are you listening?" Isi asked.

"Yes," Arthur replied, trying to find where her voice was coming from. It wasn't that she was invisible, his mind just couldn't focus on her. "You were saying that there was nothing here."

Isi nodded. "I don't know what Parker was saying was here, I'm not picking anything up. Heat or wind."

Arthur looked out over the lobby of the office building. It was owned by a previous Hunger Games stylist - one who had no connection to any of the current victors, and therefore was possibly completely unconnected to the worlds. It had been a good shot, at least.

"Let's go find Finn and Peter," Arthur replied. "And head back to HQ."

Peter Parker slowly inched his way across the support beam.

"Alright, I'm over the computers," Peter whispered into his ear piece.

"Okay," Jacob replied from outside the room, where he was keeping watch. "There should be one, small storage device on or under the computers. That's what you need to put the flash drive in."

"Understood." Peter wrapped his legs around the support beam and swung down. With a press of a button, he activated the x-ray capability on his sunglasses - courtesy of Tony Stark, of course.

He found the box attached to the underside of one of the tables.

"I see it," Peter said. "I'm going in."

He grabbed the beam and lowered his body down, so only his hands were still grabbing the beam. And then he let go.

Peter landed silently.

He grabbed the flash drive, slid under the table, and plugged the drive in. "Done."

"Good," Jacob replied. "They're making the announcement now - by the way. About the next games."

Peter slid out from under the table. "What have they decided?"

"Now don't freak out," Jacob started.

"I won't." Peter pulled back the sleeves of his shirt where his web-slingers were. He had only just been able to replicate them using the limited material he could find, and they had already been a big help in their searches.

He shot his webbing up at the beam and pulled himself back up.

"They say they've managed to find the closest friend of each of the tributes that supposedly were executed," Jacob relayed.

"You're kidding," Peter replied.

"Sorry, kid," Jacob answered. "But that's what they're saying. They're going to hold the official reaping in a week."

"A week," Peter repeated. "Let's hope that gives us time to end this."

Tris's mood turned foul the second the announcement ended.

"We have a week," Annabeth reminded her. "We can still end this in time."

"We've been at this for two weeks," Tris replied. "How much difference is a week going to make?"

"In my experience," Percy added. "Quests always last right up until the deadline. We'll probably find this artifact seconds before the reapings. But we will find it in time."

Annabeth couldn't help but agree. Sure, she was horrified at the idea of a close friend entering the games, but she and Percy had dealt with deadlines closer with higher stakes before.

Besides, they needed to hurry anyways, before their own worlds collapsed and they all either died or ended up stuck in Panem for the rest of their lives.

"I don't see how a book about the history of Panem will help," Harry muttered.

Hermione sighed. "There's a high chance that whatever we are looking for has some symbol for Panem, since the magic itself is connecting us to Panem. So, by learning the history of Panem, I can better identify what the symbol might be, since it's not straightforward or we would have found it already."

They were hidden in the back of the training room of the tribute center, which had become their temporary headquarters. Hermione was reading whatever she could get her hands on about Panem, and Harry was finding himself without much to do.

"You know," Hermione said. "While we're here, you should try some of the stations. We still don't have our wands, and it will likely be a while before we do."

"The stations are all for wilderness survival," Harry replied. "We're in the Capitol - the least wilderness place in Panem. I don't think it will help much."

"Maybe," Hermione admitted. "But it would at least give you something to do so you aren't sitting here reading over my shoulder."

Cassandra slapped him on the shoulder. "That is not how that happened."

"That's how I remember it," Ezekiel replied, not looking up from the lock he was picking.

"No it's not," Cassandra argued. "You're just saying that to be annoying."

"Alright," Ezekiel announced. "We are in. Because I am just that awesome."

Slowly, the two librarians creeped into the office of Morpheus.

It was a huge office, filled with lots of frivolous nothings. Finding an artifact in that mess would be difficult.

Cassandra wandered over to a feathered jacket while Ezekiel checked around his holographic computer.

"Nothing here that I can see," Ezekiel muttered. "Of course, it would be easier if he just had a normal computer instead of having to be all fancy-pants with a holographic one."

"That is a normal computer," Cassandra replied. "And you said you could handle it."

"I can," Ezekiel answered. "It will just take a minute."

Ezekiel continued checking the computer while Cassandra wandered around the office, looking at every garishly colored thing in the room.

"He definitely has enough junk to hide an artifact here," Cassandra observed, picking up an orange-framed mirror from his desk.

"Nothing on the computer itself," Ezekiel confirmed. "If Flynn is right, and as much as I hate to admit it he probably is, it's not directly tied to Morpheus's computer."

"Either way my theory will be confirmed by the drive Peter put into the system." Flynn Carson's voice came crystal clear through the earpieces, making both librarians jump. "Or possibly proven wrong, but as Ezekiel said, I'm probably right. Once it is confirmed, we will have a whole new avenue of possibilities to investigate."

"Jones, Cassandra, if you're done, get out of there," Baird's voice added. "We don't want to push our luck."

"We'll meet you back at HQ?" Ezekiel asked.

"See you back at HQ," Eve confirmed.

Sadie looked out over the streets, watching as more and more citizens took note of what was happening.

Supposedly, she and Carter were invisible. Bast and Zia also wore the misdirection amulets as well. But there was absolutely nothing keeping the citizen's eyes away from the cats gathering around Bast.

Bast held out her hand again, and Sadie gave her another cat treat, which Bast fed to cat she had been talking to. The recipient cat meowed his thanks and walked off, and another cat took his place.

While Bast listened to its tale, Sadie's eyes wandered again. A little ways away, Carter and Zia were acting as guards, stoically chatting away the night. Meanwhile, Sadie was stuck handing out cat treats.

The last cat received her treat, meowed her thanks, and walked away. The crowd around them also began to disperse.

"Did they have anything important to report?" Sadie asked as she and Bast stood up.

Bast nodded. "It's getting worse. As our worlds collapse, more segments of them are seeping into this one. We're running out of time."

Megan focused. "I can almost bring him here."

"Closer than the last time?" David asked.

Megan nodded. "It's like something's blocking him, but it isn't me. There's almost a wall between our worlds."

"A wall?" David asked.

"Remember how I told you Firefight was the easiest to summon?" Megan asked.

"Because you two are opposites, right? Male and female; afraid of fire and fire powers."

Megan nodded. "It's like that switched. Instead of him being easy to bring here, he's harder. I don't know why."

"You'll get there," David said. "Eventually."

Eugene had to close his eyes for a moment.

"Flynn?" Wanda asked.

"Sorry, just... wasn't expecting that."

They were outside the borders of the Capitol, right next to where District 1 began, but it was close enough for them to hear the announcement.

"You're thinking of Rapunzel, right?" Wanda guessed, sitting down next to where Eugene had sunk to the ground.

Eugene nodded. "If what they're saying is true, they'll go after her."

"Good thing she has a wicked frying pan arm then," Wanda joked.

Eugene smiled. "You're right. She'll be fine - besides, we should be back in Corona before the week ends. So, what were we doing?"

"Did you hear the news?" Peter Hayes asked when they rejoined out on the street. He and Finn had been checking the back of the office building while Isi and Arthur investigated the inside.

Finn was one of the only people who could tolerate Peter for long periods of time. Tris, his district partner, still refused to even be in the same room as him when possible. He had a few training partners, but his arrogance drove most people up the wall. Finn, however, was immune.

Isi shook her head. "What news?"

"The games," Peter said. "They're restarting them."

Arthur frowned. "With who?"

"With whoever's closest to us," Peter replied.

Isi blinked. "What?"

"No," Arthur replied. "They can't do that."

Isi took a deep breath in. "Well, I guess that means we have to stop them."

"By finding this magical artifact that is supposed to exist?" Peter questioned. "You know, the one we haven't been able to find in two weeks? And if we can't?"

"Then we'll find another way to stop it," Arthur replied.

"You're back early," Jason noted when he saw the two figures approaching.

Eugene nodded. "We thought we'd turn in early. Wanda doesn't need as much practice now."

"That's good," Jason replied, swinging down from his spot on the wall at the edge of the Capitol. "I was getting tired of waiting on you two. Maybe now they'll let you out on your own."

Wanda smiled. "I think I can fend for myself. Barely have to think about anymore."

"You're definitely not a good guard, Miri."

Miri looked up from the book she was reading to see the first search party return.

"Research," Miri explained.

Annabeth smiled.

She, Tris, and Percy were empty-handed again, which was no surprise, but Annabeth was fidgeting with her necklace, so something had happened.

"I take it you haven't heard the news?" Annabeth asked.

Miri shook her head. "Mr. Stark blew out the TV during his last experiment. I guess it's not good news?"

Annabeth shook her head. "I'll catch you up later. I need to talk to some of the mentors."

Miri nodded. "You're free to go downstairs."

Did I mention this story will have much more action? Be ready for some (what I hope are) seriously cool action sequences!

A little reminder, the districts and characters are:

District 1 - Divergent

Tributes: Tris Prior, Peter Hayes,

Relevant Victors: Ten/Four/Tobias

District 2 - Merlin

Tributes: Arthur Merlin, Gauis

Relevant Victors: Gwaine, Morgana, Morgause

Other Relevant Characters: Merlin

District 3 - Marvel Cinematic Universe

Tributes: Wanda Maximoff (Scarlet Witch), Peter Parker (Spiderman)

Victors: Tony Stark (Iron Man), Steve Rogers (Captain America)

Other Relevant Characters: Loki

District 4 - Percy Jackson and the Olympians/Heroes of Olympus

Tributes: Annabeth Chase, Percy Jackson

Other Relevant Characters: Nico di Angelo, Hazel Levesque

District 5 - Harry Potter

Tributes: Hermione Granger, Harry Potter

Victors: Minerva McGonagall

District 6 - The Librarians

Tributes: Cassandra Cillian, Ezekiel Jones

Victors: Eve Baird, Jenkins

Other Relevant Characters: Flynn Carson, Jacob Stone

District 7 - Kane Chronicles

Tributes: Sadie Kane, Carter Kane

Victors: Zia Rashid

Other Relevant Characters: Walt Stone, Bast

District 8 - Reckoners Series

Tributes - Megan Tarish, David Charleston

Victors: Abraham, Cody

District 9 - Disney

Tributes: Moana, Eugene Fitzherbert/Flynn Rider

Victors: Mulan, Shang, Maui

Other Relevant Characters: Rapunzel

District 10 - Books of Bayern

Tributes: Isi, Finn

Victors: Talone

Other Relevant Characters: Enna

District 11 - Atlantis

Tributes: Jason

Victors: Hercules

District 12 - Princess Academy

Tributes: Miri Larendaughter

Victors: Olana