I saw the Hunger Games the other week and was HOOKED. When I first picked up the book I didn't think I was going to ever read it but my sisters drug me to see the movie and it sold me. I had to write us in and I used our Supernatural OCs to cross it over. Cas may appear later but for now… Happy Hunger Games and may the Odds be EVER in your favor.

We were currently hunting in a mystery spot so portals were somewhat expected. Why Melinda was leading I will never know. We could hear the boys on the floor above us. Suddenly there was a bright flash and Melinda screamed tripping over nothing and grabbing Jessica's wrist who, in turn, grabbed mine which sent us hurtling through a portal.

I heard Melinda's screeches and Jessica's stream of curses directed at everything from the klutzy siren to Lucifer. I was too busy trying to focus on where we would land as opposed to how we would land (i.e. in one piece or a dozen.)

The first thing I saw was the pin-prick of light, growing swiftly as we drew nearer this new world. As we passed through the other end of the portal I noticed people gathered around a stage watching expectantly as a frilly dressed woman mad a speech.

"Try and hit the crowd!" I called to my sisters though I doubt they heard me. I noticed the woman walk over to a giant fish bowl. It was also then I noticed how close I was. With a grunt of pain I hit the stage in a crumpled heap, gasping for the breath that had been knocked out of me. I glanced to the crowd where a few bystanders were glancing at Melinda and Jessica but mostly at me. I flopped my head back closing my eyes focusing on my injuries.

"Well, it seems District Ten has a volunteer!" said the woman in a disgustingly cheery tone. My eyes shot open.

"What?" I dead-panned. Next thing I know a couple of men dressed in white had me by the elbows picking me up and taking me to the microphone.

"What is your name, dear?" the woman asked.

"Uhh…Lindsey McCord…"

"Let's congratulate our volunteer for this year's Hunger Games." Not one soul moved. I looked to my sisters who just looked awestruck back. I shrugged.

"Yes, well, now for the boys," she said reaching into a giant fish bowl and pulling out a folded piece of paper and opening it with flourish.

"Well Guisinger!" I saw the crowd part and the boy's face pale at the mention of his name. Whatever these Hunger Games were did not look like fun. He was guided to the stage and placed beside me. Well glanced at me and I, him. I could feel his fear and shifted my face into its stoic glare and turned back to the crowd.

The men dressed in white took our elbows and led us to fancy rooms. Not near as fancy as the rooms of my manor but still rather nice. I watched out the window as the crowds dispersed.

The door opened and Melinda and Jessica dashed in grabbing my arms.

"Girls what the HELL are these Games?" I asked.

"You don't want to know, like we need to get out of here now," Jessica said.

"It's a fight to the death against kids!" Melinda shouted, "Get a portal going!"

"I have to find the right path it may take a while."

"Step on it," Jessica said.

"Lindsey, there are TWELVE-YEAR OLDS in this game. Twelve to eighteen. Can you kill kids?"

"Depends on how blood thirsty they are," was my response. She started to say something when the guard came and took them away.

"Be strong, sisters!" I called. Before turning back to the window. Killing children…could I be the monster I had bred in me? Father was a War Demon but he even refused to kill children. I took a deep breath. This was gonna be hard. But it was something to do to keep cover while I searched for our lay line.

000

Well and I were escorted privately to a bullet train along with the woman who's name I learned was Ephie Trinket and whom I had dubbed Madame Pinkie Pie. She explained how she requested a transfer after an incident with District Twelve and our mentor Ms. Katniss Everdeen.

She stepped in the car a lovely young woman with strong features. She took a seat and glanced my way. Her eyes seemed to see something in me before turning to Well.

"If you'll excuse me I believe you have some things to discuss," Madame Pinkie Pie smiled and left. I groaned and rolled my eyes standing and making my way to the decanter. I pulled the stopper sniffing the rank liquid.

"What is this?"

"Geyetr. Alchoholic you really shouldn't-" Katniss said as I poured me a glass and took a swig.

"Goes down like Scotch," I said looking at the amber liquid. I flopped back in my seat after grabbing a pastry like a scone biting into it.

"You really shouldn't be drinking," she said.

"You of all people know I am killing children soon. This is a bracer." She didn't say anything.

"You're strong and stubborn. That will keep you alive. But so will sponsors. My mentor told me as I tell you now. My mentor told me as I tell you now: make people like you. They can send you medicine food and other supplies you may need."

I scoffed causing her to look at me in surprise.

"Yeah, cause if I'm injured your medicine will sooo help me."

"What do you mean?" asked Well.

"When we get there, you will see."

Katniss seemed to know not to question what I meant or my methods, "There will be five days, three of training, two for public appearances." She looked at me, "I have a feeling he won't have much trouble but you…you are like me…not much of a people person. Try and win their favor." I took another sip of my Scotch.

"Yeahhh…." I drew out "I'll do that."

She sighed, "What weapons are you handy with?" Katniss looked over to me.

"Psh what weapon am I NOT handy with?" I retorted glancing at my claws, before finishing the Scotch. "Knives, fans, swords, bow and arrow, halberds, staves, throwing weapons. Anything but a gun and I'm pretty handy with that. I am a pro-roper, a warrior, and a leader." Katniss and Well just blinked at me.

I shrugged, "I'm pretty strong, too," I said. There was a silence for a moment as they stared at me. Finally, Well opened his mouth.

"I'm pretty strong, a good swimmer and I can use a knife with ease," he said simply and a bit nervously.

Katniss looked as if she were about to say something then stopped and looked outside, "Welcome to Capitol City," she said. Well ran to look out the window. I followed slowly observing the water covered city.

"Wow, Melinda would love this place," I muttered before we zoomed into a cave. Well jumped at the shock of sudden darkness. I jumped when we arrived on the other side and there were brilliantly dressed people. My eyes widened in shock.

"How can so many people want to see kids die?"

"I don't know but they have since Panam was formed."

"Son of a bitch," I hissed. The train slowed and stopped.

"Alright, let's get ready for our first public appearance tonight," Ephie sing-songed returning.

"What is it?"

"Is this your first Hunger Games," Madame Pinkie Pie joked, her back turned to me, "The presentation of the tributes is first." Presentation. As if we were animals. My God. I blanched at the thought, turning back to the people gathered to see the new tributes. This was not going to be easy.

Well there it is I hope everyone lurfs it :P