A/N: Hello! This is a different version of Yosdellillan Skywalker's 'The Slaughter Games' so please go read that to!

This is just 'The Slaughter Games' from Phoenix's point of view.

Do you REALLY think I own TMNT or The Hunger Games? No, that's what this is for! I also do not own Yose, Sunny, or Lucy. They belong to aliengirl13 and Yosdellillan Skywalker

Chapter 1

Phoenix's P.O.V

Well I woke up today in my lonely apartment, but I knew something was off today...

I looked at my calendar. On it in big red letters said 'THE REAPING'. Shredder changed all the calendars to were everyone had to have one, and forget all those holidays marked on your calendar.

Nope, just days of tribute deaths and when the reaping and Slaughter Games are.

I don't know who ran the Games before Shredder because he has ran for thirty years now.

Every year they select four brave men and women to participate in the Games. I don't care if they pick me. I've been rather depressed and high strung lately. I'm not worried about my parents or any other relatives...

Who am I kidding?! I don't have any.

My parents died when I was 11 in a robbery, I was lucky enough to climb into a cabnet thingy and called 9-1-1. I went to live with my uncle for 5 years but then when he was driving home from a date he died in a fatality wreck 6 months ago.

Now I'm living off of my parents will which stated I could have when I'm 16.

I often have nightmares about them, and that's why I wake up early and go to bed late. Donatello had actually noticed, and scolded me about how I need more sleep but honestly I'm not tired alot.

For a living I make weapons and dinnerware from animal bones that either I find on the street or the turtles friend Yosdellillan gives me from her secret hunting trips, and I sell them.

I'm not familiar with Yose we just met a few weeks ago. But the turtles, Sunny, Lucy, and April like her so she must be nice.

I think she thinks I'm a total bitch right now because I mistaken her brother for her son... Not the best first impression.

I quickly ran to school. Most teenagers hate school, but I don't mind it, because I'm kinda lonely at my uncles apartment all alone.

During lunch I picked around my food. Around me the turtles, April, Sunny, and Yose were sitting at the table.

Yose was just sitting there not saying anything or eating. She's probably worried about the games.

"Phoenix."

I'm slightly aware of someone calling my name, but I can't help but stare at Yose.

"Phoenix!"

I'll never admit it but I jumped a little bit, I looked st the person calling my name. It was Raph. I couldn't help but blush at the sight of him. He has been my crush since I met the turtles, but /i haven't told anyone.

We quickly engaged in to a conversation.

I can feel my cold necklace on my bare chest. I don't want anyone to know about it so I just left it be.

Speaking of the necklace... I wear my mother's silver heart necklace because it makes me feel safe, and I keep it under my clothes because I don't like to look girly or be picked on.

Over the school speakers out principle announced, "Attention students. When the bell rings, please report to the usual location of the reaping, as soon as possible. Happy Slaughter Games and may the odds be ever in your favor."

I just hope no one I know gets picked.

Everyone in town was at the reaping, it was silence... Except that clown, what's her name? Oh! Effie! She was giving the speech about the Slaughter Games.

I looked over at Lucy, Sunny, April and Yose. Lucy looked like she was on the verge of fainting, Sunny had an arm around her, April was listening intently, and Yose was looking over at the family section.

Effie announced, "As always ladies first." She walked over to a glass bowl that had just strips of paper with names on them.

"Sunny Jene Denson, April O'Neill, Phoenix Majestic, and Yosdellillan Anne Johannes." She announced in to the microphone.

I had to put on a brave face, but it felt like a stab to the heart that my friends will be joining me.

Effie said, "Our female tributes for the 74th Slaughter Games. Let's give them a round of applause!"

Nobody clapped their hands. They just kept staring at us with pity, and sadness.

"Well then, now for the boys! Leonardo Hamato, Raphael Hamato, Donatello Hamato, and Michelangelo Hamato." Effie announced.

I got a really bad gut feeling about this. A case of dejavu. Now not only have I lost my relatives, but now I have a chance in losing ALL of my friends that I consider family.

We shook hand with the turtles as Effie told us so.

The peacekeepers lead us into a big room. We just stood there in a awkward silence until everyone else's loved ones bursted in threw the door.

I silently stepped to the side watching everyone else.

I noticed Yose and her parents arguing about something. I hope everything is alright. I can't help but stare at her and James though. It broke my heart when the Foot clan soldiers guided the family members out and James yelled, "Mama Yoyo!"

As the door closes, I still stood to the side. Yose was walking close to me, and everyone else was still getting over their families.

Yose said, "guys this is where the danger comes in. My brother told me this and I think it might be useful to us. 'Don't let the Slaughter Games change you. Kill the killers that Shredder trains to destroy us. Most important try to make a good impression so you can get sponsors.'"

This spiked my curiousness and I asked, "How does your brother know about this? I didn't even know you had another brother?"

"That is a story for another day and-" Yose was cut off my Effie coming in.

Just to lighten the mood I mumbled, "Ew clown."

I could tell they were trying their best not to laugh, but Effie didn't notice, and she said, "Time for all of you to meet your mentors!"

I wonder who I'll get.

Effie guided us to a large room in the train where the mentors were.

One of them I really noticed was a man drinking a glass of wine he also seems drunk off his ass.

A old woman sat up and walked towards Yose. As soon as she reached her she smiled and said, "Are you related to Troy Johannes?"

Yose nodded and the older lady said, "I used to be his mentor. He one but I was devastated when he died days after the Games. Did he tell you what the Mockingjay ment to him?"

Yose whistled four times in a high pitched tone. Everyone including me stared at her in confusion. The old lady's eyes lit up and she whistled back in the same tone.

I came up to Yose and asked, "What was that?"

She smiled and said,"The Mockingjay song."

Thank you for reading!

Please read Yosdellillan Skywalkers's 'Slaughter Games' I helped co-write it and she suggested that I do this. (also you'll understand more)

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