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Let The 357th Hunger Games begin!

Our story starts with out dear friends Tally, David, and Shay.

"Tally-wa, you've got to see this totally confuse-making Ping I just got." Shay called to Tally across the living room of their giant penthouse in Prettyville. Of course, no one considered it Prettyville. It was more like Extraville because of the large population of Cutters, Uglies, Surge Monkeys, and Specials.

"What does it say, Shay-la? It better be important, because it's 11:00 in the morning, and I wasn't planning to get up until two." and to the hole in the wall she requested a Bloody mary. Even though Tally was a special, she still had a taste for them.

"It's an Invitation to this thing called The Hunger Games in Panem." Shay replied. "And as for you waking up too early, it's a good thing. Because you need to pack! We leave tomarrow!"

Tally yawned, then adressed Shay. "Fine. I'll go pack, even though this whole thing is suspicious-making. Oh, and could you get David-wa? We can't leave him."

Meanwhile, at Camp Halfblood...(Percy's POV)

Grover walked into my lonely cabin just as I finished cleaning. It wasn't a big mess, but you'd be suprised what a sixteen year old Demigod could do. He was holding a letter at arms length like it had been cursed by Zeus.

"Here's a letter for you." He said simply. With out a second look, he threw the mysterious letter on my freshly made bed. I picked it up. It read:

Dear Mr. Perseus Jasckon and Ms. Annabeth Chase,

You are invited to join The Disticts of Panem for The 357th annual Hunger Games. Please be at the Justice Building in The Capitol at exactly 2:00.

Your Transportation will arrive shortly. Thank you, and we expect you tommarrow.

Sincerely,

President Snow and President Coin

What in the name of Hades does that mean? Since the Invitation was addressed to Annabeth to, I decided to go find her. Annabeth was down by the canoe lake talking to one of her sisters when I found her. I immediatly pulled her aside and asked her If she had read the letter.

"What letter?" Annabeth said confusedly.

I handed her the letter and waited for her to finish reading it. It took her pretty long because of her dyslexia, but when she finished, Annabeth looked both worried and hopefull. "It looks like it could be trap, but I think it would fun. You know, We could get out of camp for a little while, together, alone..."

It took me a few moments to realize what she meant. "Um, ok, let's go then. I'll go pack.

"Don't forget Riptide!" she called after me

While the Demigods pack, let's check in with the flock. (Max's POV)

"Max! Max! Look what Mom gave me! She said it's from the post office!" Nudge shrieked. Now that we have moved in with my Mom and half sister Ella, everyone has been calling my Mother mom. Even Fang, who hasn't been quite right since he rejoined the flock.

I sighed. "Calm down, Nudge. Now can I see whatever you're waving around?"

Nudge handed me the letter, but not before leaping on my lap. God, even a almost 12 year-old bird kid can squash you. I read the letter out loud, then looked around at the flock. Fang had no expression (as usual), Iggy was looking in the opposite direction of me (because he's blind), Gazzy had his 'I will not fart at the wrong time' face on (He know we hate his very uncalled for farts), Nudge was applying a new coat of lipstick (She does that when she's worried), and Angel didn't look suprised (because she already knew).

"Well, what do you guys want to do?" I asked the flock.

Nudge immediatly piped up. "I want to go. We might get makeovers!" Of course she would say that. Both Iggy and Gazzy said that it would be fun to go. Angel said she already knew the flock's decision, so she won't agree to anything. Fang just shrugged.

"It's settled. We are going to Panem tommarrow for the Hunger games." I said.

Just then, Mom walked in and handed me my backpack. She was used to us constantly traveling. "You better get packing then." She smiled.

Far away in England, Harry, Ron, Hermione are just finding out about their new adventure.

"Harry, dear, there's a letter for you." Mrs. Weasly shouted over the commotion of Fred and George lighting Crookshanks on fire.

Harry and Ron sleepily stumbled down the stairs and Hermione sat down her book in the family room. The three joined in the kitchen. Harry opened the letter.

"This is not another letter to Hogwarts, is it?" Ron asked suspiciously.

"No, Ronald. It's an invitation to The Hunger Games in Panem." Hermione corrected.

Ron sighed loudly. "What the Bloody Hell is The Hunger Games?"

"It's some sort of game, obviously. And we're invited to play, apparently." Hermione said

Harry broke in. "We're pretty good at games, I think. We should do it."

"Oh come on, Harry. Do you really want to?" Hermione asked.

Ron sighed again. "Hermione, we've hunted Horcruxes and fought Deatheaters. I think we'll be fine."

Hermione answered with a Mrs. Dursley-ish glare. "I'll go pack up my purse."

Now that we've met all of our guests, how about we see District 12's reaction. (Katniss's POV)

I woke up to loud knocking on my front door. It could have been anyone, since District 12 was being rebuilt. "Come in." I yelled.

"It's me, Katniss. Peeta yelled back. I smiled into my pillow. I am totally in love with Peeta, even though the beginning of our love was kind of fake/forced. He would be here with me, but my mother doesn't want us to live together when she's not there. Right now, she's working at some hospital in 4. Peeta walked in my room with a less than happy expression.

"What happend?" I asked ready to freak. Peeta flopped down on my bed, and handed me the letter. I opened it and began to read. Halfway through, I screamed and threw the paper across my room.

"Katniss, I promise I won't let us go back in the arena." Peeta reasured me. I was too choked up to respond, but is just latched on to Peeta like he was all I had left.