The Hunger Games Galaxies

by War292004

The Hunger Games Galaxies main story is here. As each hopeful tribute makes his/her way into the arena, what will happen? Don't forget to read the introduction sections for your favorite fandoms. May the odds be ever in your favorite characters' favor. Part 13/13.

1. Chapter 1: The Parade and Interviews

The Hunger Games Galaxies

BEFORE YOU READ:

Before you begin this story, please note: each district does have its own introduction. Click my author name and read whichever fandoms you are interested in (they are all listed in my profile by district). It chronicles the Reaping as seen through the eyes of the tributes and their friends/families. Because of this, there are SPOILERS below. Proceed only when ready to continue.

May the odds be ever in your favorite characters' favor.

Chapter One: The Parade and Interviews

The same feeling of excitement and anticipation filled you again, as it did every year, with the start of the Hunger Games just around the corner. For weeks, it was all anybody had been talking about. This year's Game Gods had completely turned the game on its head with its new rules. No sponsoring. A double-helping of tributes. Relaxed age restrictions. A winning district possibility, as opposed to a single victor. Even the selected tributes were a shock, and the Reapings had been full of even more twists and turns and drama than usual.

You recalled the dozens of conversations you'd had with others in the previous two weeks since the Reaping. Though the no sponsoring rule was not quite as popular among the Gods, that only meant an absolute explosion in wagering. The gamblers and the wealthy wagered not only on victors, but how many kills or assists each tribute would receive, the dates of each person's death, which district would have the best kill/assist/death ratio, finishing dates, and even some brave souls who decided to wager on what other surprises the Game Gods might have in store for the arena itself.

Finally, as the Seals appeared in the skies of all the heavens and the Welcoming Hymn began to echo around the stadium, the stands erupted into excited cheers. You had to stand on your feet to see past the others jumping wildly and excitedly around you, just to catch a glimpse of the announcers sitting on the stage down in the center of the arena. Only one MC stood on the stage at the moment, Caesar. He'd been doing the Hunger Games interview for generations, and to this day his suit was simple, crisp, and pressed, with a single flower on the lapel. His beaming smile could be seen even at the highest end of the stadium, as he stood in the center of the stage, soaking in the applause.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, Gods of all Ages and Walks of Life! It's is my great pleasure to welcome you to the 2012 Hunger Games!" he roared.

The screams were deafening, and it took more than a few seconds before your ears cleared out properly. Around the stadium, you could see others holding various little trinkets and banners for their favorite districts. Some even had flags with portraits of their favorite tributes on them already. The most fanatic fans were always the easiest to pick out, and one enormous banner just off to your right had every single female tribute's face on it.

"Our Tributes have been making their way through the Parade route, and I've been informed that they'll be arriving here in the main area in approximately five minutes," continued Caesar. "So… until they come… let's bring out a special guest to tell you a little bit about this year's games. It is my great pleasure to introduce to you… Game God Delta!"

Nobody walked on stage, but you weren't expecting him to. The Game Gods could never be seen until the Hunger Games were over. Instead, the large screen above the stage flashed the Seal of the Gods again, before slowly fading to a beautiful image of the surrounding universe, swirling and sliding slowly through time.

"Thank you, Caesar," came the pleasant, calm voice of Delta. "It's a pleasure to be with you all this evening."

"The pleasure is all ours, Delta!" Caesar responded. "We know you're hard at work preparing for the big day tomorrow… so we appreciate you taking the time out of your busy schedule to join us!"

"Well you are right about one thing… we are hard at work… and, starting tomorrow, you're all going to experience a Hunger Games like nothing you've ever experienced before," Delta replied.

"Is that so? Well… I can assure you… we anxiously await the start! But… you know…" Caesar said. "Can't you just give us a little hint…? What do you say folks, how about we have Delta show us a little bit about the arena before our brave Tributes get here?"

There was another roar that rattled your senses. Caesar grinned and turned to look at the screen. Cheers and chants rolled around the stadium, begging them for something, even a small hint, of what was to come. Finally, Delta regained control over the audience by calling for a brief moment of quiet.

"If I give you a quick taste of what to expect tomorrow… will you let me be?" he asked.

"I think we can all agree with that, right?" Caesar said. "After all… don't want to spoil it too much."

"All right… well… here we are, then…" said Delta.

The screen flickered and switched over to a new scene. As you stared at the screen, it began to show beautiful, sweeping shots of an outdoor arena. Each shot showed a forest or a meadow or rolling hills or maybe even a small brook or lake; an idyllic paradise seemingly untouched by mankind.

"Those of you who reign over the forests and nature will be pleased with this year's… accommodations," said Delta. "This breathtaking beauty is approximately 20 square units with plenty of room for our tributes to explore… and, of course, combat each other. But… all is not as it appears…"

"Oh…? How do you mean?" asked Caesar.

"Allow me to demonstrate," said Delta, as the camera began to zoom in to various points around the map. "Hidden among each blade of grass, each gnarled root, and along the banks of the streams and lakes lies untold treasures, should our tributes be wise (or, perhaps, lucky) enough to find them. And, of course, the jewel of each Hunger Games, the Cornucopia, will be making its reappearance."

"… but with so many tributes… how big must this Cornucopia be?" asked Caesar.

"Well… okay… I guess I can let you in on a little secret, but this is it, okay?" Delta replied. "This year… we are going to have two Cornucopias in the Hunger Games, the North and the South Cornucopia!"

"Unheard of! Is there no end to the Game Gods' shocks?" asked Caesar.

"If I were a betting God… I daresay there'd be several new pools of betting going on right now," said Delta.

You couldn't agree more. Already, you could hear people around the stands buzzing with new ideas, the most popular of which being a sort of bracket where you matched up the starting positions of each tribute on each pedestal around each Cornucopia. Not to mention which Cornucopia would do better in the Games itself, and what some of the tips and tricks would be for each one.

"Well, Delta, we don't want to spoil the whole Games for our viewers… so how about I ask you a couple of other questions while we await the arrival of our Tributes? There has been some controversy over this year's lack of sponsorship… care to respond?"

"Yes. This was a very tough decision we made… and we understand the frustration, because this has been an integral part of the Games since their inception," replied Delta. "Fear not, however! Your Game Gods have ensured that your favorite tributes will be well-equipped and ready for action… but I cannot elaborate too much more on that."

"Well, as we all know, this is a spectacle of battle and glory of the humankind within the Twelve Districts… what can you tell us about this year's weaponry?" asked Caesar.

"This year, we've decided to look to the Districts themselves. The weaponry will be a conglomeration of different technologies and magics found in each of the Districts. For the past two weeks, your tributes have been demonstrating their prowess in combat in the Training Center, as well as learning survival skills and each other's' technology and habits," explained Delta.

"Any interesting stories we should know from the Training department?" asked Caesar, teasingly.

"Now, Caesar, you ask us that every year! You know that's top secret… and don't try and trick some poor District 1 girl into almost blurting it out again this year, you sly dog…" Delta said.

You could hear a ripple of appreciative laughter rolling around the stadium. The Caesar-Game God banter was always a popular ice breaker to get the excitement levels up. Finally, the distant sound of trumpets reached your ears and you, like everyone else, turned your attention back to the opening of the arena.

"Oh! Delta, I'm afraid we're running out of time… it looks as though our Tributes are coming around the corner. Ladies, Gentlemen, and Deities all over! Make some noise for the Tributes of the 2012 Hunger Games!" Caesar roared.

You could just barely see them as they entered, along the extensive stands that stretched straight out to the wide open entrance area. One-by-one the massive chariots carrying the Tributes for each district entered. This year, they'd gone with a more traditional horse + "carriage" route, quite a change from the previous year, when they'd used District 4-inspired flying ships to bring everyone in.

The roar of the crowd made it so that it was actually a little hard to hear Caesar as he began to introduce each of the chariots. At times it was easier to see them if you looked to the big screen above Caesar's stage, rather than trying to see the actual carriages themselves.

"Ah yes! First, as always, is District 1. As you're all aware, the priority for District 1 is that of affluent families; these Tributes come from the best that money can buy (in their world, of course)! And as you can see… they've gone with a warrior theme for their Interview, complete with war horses and an old-style chariot!" Caesar explained.

It was surprising how masculine the whole carriage looked. Thinking back to it, you recalled that this was one of the Districts were the first Reaped girl was wearing a boy's uniform for some reason… and the fact that she was clad in a knight's armor, a vague, lost look on her face, didn't really make her seem any more feminine. The other female, taller than her by at least two heads, stood tall and proud, out in front, dramatically facing the audience as they drove by. The other two actual boys stood regally in the background, smiling and waving up to the audience. They wore ornate armor, and the one with the black hair and glasses had a sword at his side.

"And behind them comes District 2!" Caesar announced. "And it would appear… yes, they've created their chariot and given it the name, 'Legacy,' which represents the uniting force behind their coming together in the first place! And, as a District 2 specialty, we're seeing the orbs incorporated into their clothing! Nicely done indeed!"

They couldn't even be more varied if they tried. One of the women was just about as tall as District 1's taller girl, clad in a green cocktail dress and a veil. The taller man stood next to her, his muscles bulging out of his shirt as he kept a stern look on his face. The younger woman likewise kept a stone face as she waved at the audience, and the last boy with a lot of face make-up and a loose-fit purple coat merely stared ahead, a smug smile on his face, barely acknowledging the audience. You found it hard to even imagine them as friends.

"District 3 follows them…!" continued Caesar. "And, as a special bonus with District 3… three of the four tributes are from the same family! What are the odds? I do hope the nice young lady with the different last name doesn't feel too much like the odd girl out…!"

This kind of caught you by surprise, as you assumed the two girls were related since they both had black hair. One of the boys had purple hair, and the other had black and white. The taller boy had a lecherous grin on his face as he waved to the crowd, his other arm thrown around the purple-haired boy, while the girl with the long, straight black hair refused to acknowledge any of the people in the stands, instead staring straight forward, much like District 2's shorter male. The other girl, her hair in tight braids, smiled warmly at you as she waved, and it's almost as if she could see the real you.

Granted, the Tributes were all basically waving at a barrier. They couldn't tell, but there was a barely-visible screen that filtered you and the other Gods, making them appear as just humans like them. Caesar was using a filter as well, though his was a personal one, not a mere field. But… for some reason… you could almost feel like that particular girl could see right through the barrier itself…

"Moving on to District 4! From the skies of Arcadia, we bring another esteemed group of sky-island dwellers. Rumor has it that we've got a fearsome pirate captain and a few members of his fearless crew… but one thing is certain: we scored a top-ranking Admiral from the most powerful country in the world!" Caesar said next.

That was something you were surprised about, even when they brought it up at the Reaping. Even with the age limit relaxations, being basically second-in-command of an entire fleet of sky ships at the age of that blonde boy was an impressive accomplishment… but he didn't seem like he even registered his district mates. The other three waved cheerfully at the audience as they went, but he gave stiff nods and slight waves, completely ignoring the other three District 4 members.

"Moving right along… District 5! As a fun bit of trivia: you'll notice the skeletal horses pulling the chariots? They're known as Thestrals! The ever-prominent magic of District 5's tributes is displayed well… notice that they're all still wearing their school uniforms! Ever loyal until the end," Caesar chirped.

They, too, did their best to smile and wave, but you could tell that they were not nearly into it as much as the others. They were the only group thus far who had tried to match each other in costumes, wearing matching robes, the only difference being a small color palate change with one of the girls. The small crest above her heart was blue, as was her tie, while the other three sported red instead. It probably had something to do with the groups they were sitting with during the Reaping; maybe it signified a town or country or something? You figured it would be better explained during the Interview.

"And now we come to District 6, one of our three highest-winning Districts!" Caesar exclaimed. "As many of you who were watching the Reaping noticed, it was one of the most exciting displays for the 2012 Hunger Games… among the Tributes: a princess and a noble (from the same country, no less!), a high-ranking guardian for their theological leader… and a young man who calls himself a 'replica.' Do these four have what it takes?"

Unsurprisingly, the four members of District 6 were dressed in fine clothing befitting that of nobles, though you were more used to seeing this in District 1. The two red-haired men looked identical. You'd have been certain they were twins, if not for the fact that Caesar had already mentioned that he was a "replica," whatever that meant. And he had made another good point… District 6's Reaping was… definitely exciting.

"A round of applause for District 7, the City-Dwellers of their world, who have gone with their traditional school uniforms!" Caesar announced. "Our Tributes this year all sport red bands on their upper left arms, representing the school group SEES, of which they are all members."

The girl in the pink cardigan didn't seem too enthusiastic, though she still gave a smile and a wave as the chariot continued along its track. The other girl with her deep, red hair gave a more legitimate smile, as she gracefully waved at each person, occasionally winking and blowing a kiss. The two boys were much more reserved. The taller one in the purple pea coat and beanie didn't smile and only gave half-waves. The guy with the silver-white hair seemed much more open to waving and grinning at the stands, especially when the redhead girl put an arm on his shoulder.

"From the world of Terca Lumeres comes District 8! Two long-time best friends, one of our few non-human combatants, and a young woman from a guild made famous for hunting monsters… the name of this year's game is apparently 'eclecticism!'" Caesar announced.

You couldn't help but find yourself staring first at the tall female Tribute, whose revealing armor covered very little of her actual body. The thought of her wearing that into the arena (and therefore her chances of survival) played through your head as you examined the other tributes. The blonde male held himself with a certain air of nobility and professionalism, while the young man with the long, dark hair grinned cockily and waved at everyone as they proceeded down the lane. The younger girl (one of the youngest participating Tributes, if you recalled correctly) also waved, though her face displayed a degree of haughtiness, far superior to the dark-haired male's cockiness.

"And just behind them is District 9! With an average age of just 13 years old, these four Tributes are the youngest participants in this year's Hunger Games! Equally interesting… three of our four brave children are at 25 to 50% elf!" Caesar said.

That had been another huge point of contention in conversations you'd had over the past fortnight. District 9, though historically one of the best-performing Districts, wasn't given very good odds for this year's games. You couldn't wait to see what scores the Game Gods had given the tributes this year. As for the tributes themselves, they all seemed fairly cheerful, though the pink-haired girl with pigtails had a distant look in her eyes that reminded you of the scary girl from District 3. The way he held himself, however, you could tell the blonde boy with the longer hair was the unofficial leader of the operation.

"And now let's give it up for District 10," Caesar continued. "Those of you who took the time to view the District 10 Pre-Hunger Games will note that Angora was the victor, so all of the tributes were Reaped from the country of Fortuna! And, as you saw in the Reaping, it very quickly became a family affair, with one brother volunteering to protect his sister, and another sibling group reaped, though thwarted by the brave actions of one courageous young woman."

The Tributes on District 10's chariot looked incredibly unremarkable. Their strength came in their unity; they each stood directly in the center, gripping each other's hands, with the two on the end waving to the audience, while each smiled and nodded in acknowledgement to those in the stands. For the third time, you got the strangest feeling from the redhead young woman with her hair in a bun. Her emerald eyes seemed to be piercing the barrier, as if she could see what those in the stands really looked like. The others didn't seem to notice, though you counted at least a dozen banners for the other District 10 female, the one with the shining blue eyes and the shimmering black hair.

"From District 11 comes a group of apparent virtuosos," said Caesar. "Every tribute here was selected from what the folks in District 11 call a 'Glee Club,' which, from what my research has taught me, includes performing songs and feats of physical strength and dexterity for others. Will this experience in the performance aspect give them any sort of edge here in the Hunger Games?"

You've known that District 11 has had a rough couple of decades, and, frankly, there was nothing too terribly impressive about the group that stood on their chariot this year, either. The one guy with the Mohawk was trying the whole cocky-wave thing, but it's debatable whether he was even half as good as the girl from District 8 was. The blonde guy and the blonde girl stood tall and waved, but it was almost like they thought they were at one of their homecoming or prom parade things. The other District 11 girl seemed mostly afraid of the stands, and her hand trembled as she waved. You knew she had been pegged as one of the least likely ones to survive past the bloodbath.

"And, finally, District 12, the country-folk counterparts to District 7!" Caesar announced. "Looks like they're one of the districts whose stylists actually got the memo about themes! According to him, they've gone with depictions of Gods from their Mythology… though… heh… I must say they've put a definite spin on it!"

The tall boy with the silver hair carried a long stick with a sword blade attached to the end of it, cloaked in a long trench coat whose belt-buckle fasteners were kept open towards the bottom. The shorter guy had his orange hair spiked high, a necklace of blades spinning around his neck, and a wider hoop of blades held by some unseen force, also spinning around his chest. The taller girl with the purplish hair wore an ornate headpiece that looked like a several-layered glass mirror sticking out of the front, reflecting the stands but displaying her grin. The short girl had a helmet as well, one that looked vaguely like the profile of a bird's head, ending with a sharp beak at the front. She carried a katana on her side as well. And, for their part, at least they made an enthusiastic showing, especially the mirror-layer girl, who seemed to be soaking up the attention as if born to it. Like the one girl from District 10, she had a ton of banners and admirers all throughout the stands.

"There you have it! The first glimpse of our Tributes!" Caesar said, which was followed by yet another massive cheer. "Now… once everyone comes around front here, we'll invite our Tributes up on the stage for a quick interview section, to let you get to know them a little better… and, more importantly for some of you… to get their final grade from the Game Gods! We will start with District 1 as soon as they park the carriages… let's give another round of applause for them, huh?"

You watched as the horses and carriages were parked in the semi-circle around the front of the stadium. Each of the Tributes was helped down from their chariots (the ones from District 12 especially needed assistance, thanks to their costumes). They went to the first tier, where large, comfortable chairs awaited them. Once they sat down and the crowd calmed itself somewhat, Caesar nodded to the District 1 Tributes, and they made their way up the staircase, again smiling and waving to the crowd as they took their seats on the main stage.

"So!" Caesar said, leaning back in his chair and clasping his hands together. "So here we have… Kyoya Ootori, Benio Amakusa, Haruhi Fujioka, and Kaoru Hitachiin… I do hope I've pronounced those all correctly!"

"Correct as always, Caesar," replied the black-haired boy with the glasses, Kyoya, with a smile. "Thank you for the wonderful introduction."

"But of course!" replied Caesar. "So… since you're one of the few that went with a theme this year… why the warriors? Whose idea was this?"

"It was a combination between all of us, though Miss Amakusa was paramount in nailing down the finer details," said Kyoya, turning and smiling widely at the taller girl. "I believe she can better answer that."

"Thank you, Ootori," replied the tall chick, Benio. "Our reasoning behind this was the sound, and, might I add, correct belief that women are just as capable of men when it comes to questions of combat. Indeed, in the entire written history of the Hunger Games, only about two and a half dozen more male victors have emerged, and in the past fifty years, it's exactly even!"

"Amazing… your eye for detail and facts is impressive, Benio!" Caesar said. "The designer of these costumes has really brought the masculine side out for all of you. Who came up with these designs?"

"That was my mother, actually," said the redheaded Kaoru. "She's a world-famous designer back in District 1. I believe information will be distributed to our audience with their going-away packages after tonight's presentation."

"Amazing, folks! District 1 always thinks of us, even when it is them sacrificing themselves for our entertainment," said Caesar, which resulted in another huge round of applause. "Now, unfortunately, our time is a bit shorter than usual due to our sheer number of guests, so let's talk to each of our candidates directly, starting with you, Kyoya. From what your friends and family back in District 1 have said, you excel in planning and creating… do you think this will give you an edge in the Arena?"

"I find it fair to assume this, yes," replied Kyoya, grinning again. "Though my duties often involved creating and planning club events for my school, I have an well-meaning, but often incredibly foolish group of friends, each of whom often threw wrenches into my best laid plans… so learning to adapt and respond has definitely given me every chance of survival out there."

"I can only imagine!" Caesar said, chuckling. "Now… on to you, Benio. As we saw during your Reaping, you were clearly very popular with your all-girls school, yet you refused to allow even one of the reported 87 others volunteer for you in the arena. Why is that?"

"Though women can prove just as capable as any man in the fight to the death… to subject these delicate flowers to such a barbaric ritual is simply unforgivable!" Benio said, standing dramatically (and pulling the until-then silent Haruhi up to stand with her). "I, though one female against a world of destruction, would never allow another to take my place… my only goal is the safeguard of myself and this beautiful damsel… and, as God as my witness, I shall not harm another female in the arena. None of them should be here, and I will not be the one to take their life."

"A bold statement indeed!" Caesar said, grinning widely as many parts of the crowd roared its approval. "Oh! Haruhi, since we've already got you standing up here… you were in a boy's uniform when you were at the Reaping. Do you, perhaps, share Miss Amakusa's persuasion or thoughts on females in the arena?"

"I… guess?" Haruhi responded, her eyes wide and thoughtful. "I mean… growing up… gender has never really been a big deal to me. Whether you're a boy or a girl doesn't matter… I suppose we all just have to buckle down and do what we need to do starting tomorrow… so… my plan is to do my best and keep my spirits up, I think!"

"Well, Haruhi, I can assure you that you have quite the fan base out there in the realms of the Gods," said Caesar. "Best of luck to you. Now… Kaoru… though you one of the Golden Children of District 1, you have kept a fairly low profile. What is going to be the thing that keeps you going in the arena?"

"Well… I guess it would have to be my twin brother, Hikaru," said Kaoru. Tears welled up in his eyes as he began to speak of him. "It… it was very tough, saying goodbye… We've never been away from each other for more than a couple of hours… we still shared the same bed, the same tastes in food and music… and… and now that I'm here and he's not… it's just hard. But… he's my strength. And… before we last said goodbye… I promised him I'd be back. And that's just what I plan to do."

"Well…" Caesar said, patting him on the shoulder. "Another heartwarming tale of brotherly love and sacrifice… best of luck to you. Now, ladies and gentlemen, it's time to reveal the scores for District 1's Tributes!"

After a brief round of excited screams, a wave of silence descended on the stands, with only occasional whispers or leftover cries from Kaoru's emotional story occasionally breaking it. You were quite interested to see how District 1 would fare, remembering the utter disappointment of last year's numbers (and the number of Gods who lost a lot of money, despite one of the District 1 males getting a near-perfect score).

"As you know, during the training, the Game Gods have watched and judged our Tributes. Tonight, they will award each person a score out of 12, based on their past training and the way they acted in their final examinations earlier today. They will be given a brief chance to respond to the score, and then we will move on to District 2. Game God Delta, if you please…"

"Benio Amakusa… your score is 7 points," said Delta.

"Very well," said Benio, glancing to Haruhi. "Perhaps my mind was too focused on protecting this lovely gem during today's exercises… what's done is done."

"Haruhi Fujioka… your score is 3 points," said Delta.

"Oh… I'll have to try harder tomorrow, then," said Haruhi, though her muted reaction was even more of a shock than the gasps you'd heard around the stadium when her score was announced.

"Kaoru Hitachiin… your score is 3 points," said Delta.

"Yeah… I kind of figured…" muttered Kaoru. "I've got nothing to say to that."

"Kyoya Ootori… your score is 10 points," said Delta.

"Heh… as to be expected," said Kyoya, smiling dangerously for the first time. "Like I said just after our Reaping… I don't intend to lose the games."

"Well… a disappointing score for two of you, but for Benio and especially Kyoya, some encouraging news for District 1!" cheered Caesar. "Let's give another big hand for Kyoya, Haruhi, Benio, and Kaoru! District 2, if you wouldn't mind coming up next…"

As they exchanged spots with District 1, District 2's tributes waved to the stands, all of them finally smiling. The taller girl with the veil stood and waved well after the others had sat down, only taking her seat after the other girl finally stood up and guided her to it herself.

"So… we have here a Chloe Valens, Will Raynard… and I guess it's just Grune and Jay, with no last names given," said Caesar. "Not the first time we've seen it! In fact, as I understand it, it's quite common in District 2 for many to go without surnames. Welcome! Just a quick question… your chariot, what is the Legacy?"

"The Legacy is our home… a massive, continent size ship," replied the huge, muscular Will. "It's the first place we all met."

"Yes… though some of us come from other… er… non-floating continents," added Chloe.

"The craftsmanship is great! Your stylist seems to have put more effort into your float than your costumes… though District 2's clothing is usually more innately beautiful than other District's, so I suppose it's forgivable," said Caesar. "Well, then, right to it then! Will Raynard, you are, by far, the oldest of all of the tributes in this year's games, thanks to the lax restrictions, and you've been given excellent odds in the wagering pools. How do you think this advantage will help you?"

"Well, I would say that I would have a fair shot, given my physical condition and my age itself," said Will. "Also, given my background as a sheriff, I imagine I'll be able to react to any problems or situations with absolute efficiency."

"Ah… a man of the law… perhaps one of the last sources of civility we'll see in the arena? Time will tell…" said Caesar. "Miss Valens… you are part of a noble lineage of knights back on Shining Blue. Would you say this has given you unfair advantage in this year's Hunger Games?"

"While my previous training may be a factor, don't forget that they've sealed our Eres… that is, our combat abilities. Those from other districts with similar abilities have been sealed, as well, so it will take a lot of work for me to get back to where I once was," responded Chloe, her tone calm and even. "Be that as it may, I do believe I will have a slight edge, especially if I can get the proper equipment and weapons."

"You are correct; you are all technically at about the same baseline level, minus your two weeks of training, of course," said Caesar. "Now… Jay, you have really been one of our more mysterious combatants in this year's Games; nobody, not even me, knows much about you. What would you like to say to the Realms?"

"Secretive is simply my nature," said Jay, his pure-white face cracking a mischievous smirk. "I see no need to reveal anything about myself; you never know what your enemies may notice about you to use against you. The same could be said for the rest of my fellow Tributes. Suffice it to say… I'm more than capable of winning the Hunger Games."

"Another bold statement!" said Caesar. "Certainly going to be a crowd favorite, simply based on the mystery surrounding you. Now… Miss Grune… might I say, you have been added to the Top Five Beauties of the Hunger Games. What do you have to say to your fans?"

"Oh… how sweet of you!" Grune said, smiling vapidly. "I would just love to give each and every one of you a gigantic hug and a big kiss… I will give it my all in the arena. Charge!"

"Haha… well, Grune, we can't wait to see what kind of entertainment you'll be providing us in the arena," said Caesar, as Grune stood up briefly from her seat and raised her fist limply into the air. "Now then… the time has come for your scores! Delta, if you would?"

"Grune... your score is 9 points!" Delta announced.

"Oh wow!" Grune said. "The lights here are really bright, aren't they? Hello, everyone!"

"… Jay… your score is 11 points!" said Delta.

Jay grinned. "Ah… so they were paying attention. Very good."

"Will Raynard… your score is 5 points," said Delta.

"Five, huh? Well… clearly I'm being low-balled," said Will. "I can assure you I will outperform that number quite easily."

"Chloe Valens… your score is 5 points," said Delta.

"Well, Will, looks like the Game Gods have decided that we need to prove ourselves even more in the arena than we already have. This shouldn't be too hard," said Chloe.

"A near-perfect score for Jay, a high score for Grune… yet low scores for the others. Could this be the Game Gods throwing a little bit of a curve ball at us? You'll have to see when the games start tomorrow. Now, then, let's bring up District 3!" Caesar announced.

As you watched the District 3 members rise and file to the stage, your eye was drawn to the girl with the long, black hair. Again, she ignored the cheering crowd, immediately taking the seat furthest away from Caesar. The others, at least, were kind enough to wave, and smile at the audience.

"Welcome, District 3! We have here Yuki Sohma, Hatsuharu Sohma, Saki Hanajima, and Rin Sohma. Thank you for joining us tonight (not that you had a choice in the matter, haha)!" said Caesar, chuckling as a ripple of laughter tore through the audience. "I think the biggest question on everyone's minds… are the three of you with the last name truly related? And, if so, what effect has this had on your family?"

"It is true, what they've been saying… Haru, Rin, and I are indeed cousins," said Yuki. "The effect, as you might imagine, has been incredibly tough on the family. However… we received our blessings from the Head of our family. So… whatever happens tomorrow… we are prepared."

"And what about your fourth, unrelated member? Has there been any feelings of being an outsider, or left out?" asked Caesar.

"Oh, not at all," said Hanajima, smiling warmly. "The Sohmas have been most gracious in including me in meals and discussions, in our infrequent downtime. I do hope I can repay them over the coming days."

"Well that's heartwarming! It's good to see unity amongst the District! Now then… Yuki," Caesar said. "Much like Miss Amakusa from District 1, you were a beloved figure in your own school… and you refused to allow another to volunteer in your place. What drove you to that decision?"

"Well…" said Yuki after only a slight hesitation. "I… guess you could say that I am a strong believer in fate… or, maybe that's not quite accurate. Responsibility? Perhaps that's it. I've always led my life with a focus on my goals, and what's important. To allow another to take my place after my name was drawn would fly in the face of my own personal code. But do not worry. There are things I must still do back in District 3… so I will make it through the arena. I assure you of this."

"Spoken like a true politician!" Caesar said, jokingly, which caused Yuki to utter a few chuckles, along with the rest of the audience. "Moving on down the line to Mr. Hatsuharu. You and your cousin there were our first chronologically to volunteer as tributes. And I believe you volunteered for two further cousins of yours… seems like there might be some sort of curse on the Sohma family, does it not? Tell us… why?"

"After I saw Rin and Yuki up there… I desired only to protect them," said Hatsuharu, his voice low and almost bored sounding. "At the time, I knew it meant I might be sacrificing my life, but I didn't care. They were my first loves, and nothing was gonna get in my way. I can be stubborn… like an ox, they say. As far as a curse… you don't know the half of it. Oh, also, Ritsu would have been utterly useless in the arena, so… here I am."

"Ah… the beauty of youthful truthfulness," said Caesar, after a roll of applause and laughter tore through the stadium. "Miss Hanajima… you had a sort of reputation around your previous schools… some claimed you had powers, which is oddly a rarity in District 3. Any truth to these rumors, and, if so, will that give you a bit of an edge in the arena?"

"I'm afraid I have no idea what you're talking about," said Hana, wide smile on her face as she tilted her head to the side. "Even if that were true… I believe all powers would be sealed by now, would they not? Though… I must admit, during my training… I was drawn to the more… magical variety of weaponry…"

"And that's all we'll say on that subject," said Caesar, cutting her quickly. "Can't give away any training secrets until after the Games, after all. Now… lastly, Miss Rin. It's been no secret around here that you've been very outspoken during training and even your exams today. This is your one chance to say what you want and have the whole realms hear you. What would you like to say?"

"This entire system is bullshit," Rin snarled, her eyes flashing. "The fact that you could even fathom sending such young people to their deaths… what kind of 'Gods' are you? It's a good thing there aren't any sponsors this year, because I sure as hell wouldn't get any. And I don't want any. I don't want your sympathy or your assistance. I'm going to win these games on my own, and return to my family and District 3. That's why I volunteered for my cousin, Kisa. I wasn't about to let her come in. No self-respecting District would ever let that happen to such young people. District 9 especially should be utterly ashamed of themselves for what they let happen. And that's all I have to say about that."

"At long last… we see a girl with such unbridled fight and fury in her," said Caesar, taking the insults to the Gods in stride, yet ignoring them. "If you are ready, Delta, let's have the scores for District 3!"

"Saki Hanajima… your score is 3 points," Delta announced.

"Ah… that's higher than I was expecting… excellent," said Hana, smiling to herself.

"Hatsuharu Sohma… your score is 3 points," said Delta.

"You have GOT to be kidding me!" Hatsuharu roared. "Who the hell assigned these numbers?! I'll show you… a fuckin' three, for real?!"

"Rin Sohma… your score is 4 points," said Delta.

"Ah… I get it. Low-balling my District because of my comments, huh?" Rin said. "That's fine. Go ahead, Gods, bet against us. When District 3 emerges in victory, you'll be the ones that look even more foolish than you already do."

"Yuki Sohma… your score is 10 points," Delta said, ignoring Haru and Rin.

Yuki nodded his head. "I understand. Thank you for your consideration."

"Well, folks, what do you think? Did the Game Gods give biased scores to throw off the betting and deflect interest on District 3… or do they really have a shot at winning the Hunger Games? While you mull that over… let's bring up District 4!"

You could hear a lot of unhappy muttering in the stands around you. Clearly, many of those around you were not impressed with Rin Sohma's blasphemy. You even heard some that hoped she went down first, while others desperately wished they could sponsor a champion who was definitely destined to take out Rin and Rin alone. Still, you joined everyone else in giving a polite round of applause as District 4 took their seats.

"Folks will be happy to remember how District 4's technology entertained at last year's parade… but perhaps it will be this year's group of District 4 Tributes that grants us the biggest entertainment! Say hello to Vyse, Fina, Kirala, and Ramirez! I know we ask this question of everyone from District 4 every year, but I have to know… what's it like being on solid ground without the risk of falling into the sky?"

"Well… it makes walking at the edge of the land a lot less nerve wracking," said Vyse. "But it just lacks the beauty of looking below, y'know?"

"Haha oh I can only imagine! I understand you are from all walks of life and parts of Arcadia, which is a bit of a rarity in this year's Hunger Games. And two of you are rumored to be the last of your kind. What do you have to say to that?"

"Rumors are often entirely false, especially when it concerns District 4," said Ramirez, cutting across everyone else. "You should keep that in mind."

"But… um… well… he's also partly right. R-Ramirez and I are the last two Silvites on Arcadia, specifically," said Fina. "That is… District 4."

"I daresay that gives you a further reason to survive the next few weeks! Procreation of your kinda, right? I'm just joking! Please don't give me that look!" Caesar said, again to appreciative laughter. "Now… starting with you, Kirala. You volunteered for your sister, is that correct? Tell us about that."

"Well… my sister, Urala… she's a kind soul with an enormous heart," said Kirala. "She's not meant to be here, not in the arena. She's got her husband, Hans, and the two are planning to start a family. I have a far better chance of winning, and that's just what I'm going to try and do, so that she can rest easy."

"Sisterly love… how refreshing," said Caesar. "Moving along… Fina, as you said, you're the last of the Silvites on Arcadia, and you're fighting partly for the continuation of your linage. What's it like being the last girl of your entire culture?"

"Um… well… it was very lonely for a long time. But ever since I was able to meet Vyse… and Aika… and everyone else… life has gotten so exciting! It's become one grand adventure after another, and I would just hate for it to end here. That's why… I… I'll fight to survive and win," said Fina.

"I can tell this isn't easy for you… your resolve is admirable," said Caesar. "Vyse… rumor has it that you're a pirate captain. What's that like?"

"It's nothing like any of the pirates from the other Districts, that's for sure," said Vyse, excitedly. "Sailing through the skies, instead of a water-ocean… you couldn't get me to change it for the world. And I plan to get right back to it when we're done with this Hunger Games thing. District 4 is going to win, for sure."

"Your idealism is very catching! I'm sure you've got plenty of fans who will be rooting for you from afar, both in District 4 and the Heavenly Realms!" Caesear exclaimed. "Now, then, Ramirez… my sources tell me there's a bit of… hostility, we'll call it, between you and your District mates… and you're not exactly a fan of one of our rule changes. Care to respond or elaborate?"

"Yes. This whole 'District Victor' thing is foolish," said Ramirez. "There should only be one victor. If you cannot win on your own, you are weak, and useless. I have no intention of sharing the spotlight with anyone, even those from my own District… or race. That is all I have to say to you about that."

"My, my! Such rage! Will we actually see some intra-District violence this year…? I'm sure there's people wagering on it already. In the meantime, District 4… please receive your scores from Delta," said Caesar.

"Fina… your score is 12 points," said Delta.

"I… what?! A… a perfect score? How can that… h-happen?" Fina gasped. "I didn't realize my performance was so… noteworthy…"

"Kirala… your score is 8 points," said Delta.

"Really? I mean, I guess it's on the right half of the spectrum, but it's nothing fancy… I wonder… no matter, I'll make do with it," said Kirala, who still seemed to be a stunned as Fina was.

"Ramirez… your score is 4 points," said Delta.

Ramirez only smirked at this. "Why would I show the Game Gods what I am capable of? So they can design things to purposely thwart me? You will see my true abilities only once I've entered the arena."

"Vyse… your score is 3 points," said Delta.

"I'm amazed that Ramirez and I agreed on anything… but this was it, apparently," said Vyse. "Like he said… wait until we get into the arena tomorrow. You'll be amazed."

"And our first perfect score of the night comes out for Fina! A special round of applause for her!" Caesar shouted, ignoring Fina's continued, scandalized look. "And now… let us bring up District 5!"

The buzzing around District 4 was louder, more excited, and much more positive than when District 3 left. The perfect score, Ramirez's fire declaration of war against even his partners, and the insane amount of wagering going on even in the stands made your head spin. Down on stage, District 5 waited for District 4 to fully return to their seats. Then, the four looked at each other, nodded their heads, and with two loud cracks they instantly seemed to teleport from their seats on the second tier to the seats on the main stage area (the blonde girl actually landed so that she was standing in her seat). The audience roared its approval at this.

"Coming in with a bang, I see!" exclaimed Caesar. "Here we have Hermione Granger, Harry Potter, Luna Lovegood, and Fred Weasley. I'm more surprised that you're allowed to use your own magic… surely it's been sealed since the beginning of your training?"

"Th-that's correct, of course…" said the nervous-looking Hermione. "B-but it was something our stylist modified our robes for."

"Yes… he was quite a nice man," Luna said, smiling serenely while looking almost straight up.

"Now I must ask… you are another one of our Districts who seemed to go for a theme. Could you explain the colors and crests you have?" asked Caesar.

"Oh… it's just our school's colors. We come from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry," said Harry. "It's divided into four houses… Fred, Hermione, and I are from Gryffindor, and Luna is from Ravenclaw."

"That's a very interesting set of names! Now, Harry… according to what we've researched, you have a certain nickname in District 5. You're known as 'The Boy Who Lived,'" said Caesar. "How did you get that nickname, and do you think your apparent luck will carry over into the arena?"

You saw Harry's face cloud over immediately at the question. "I'd rather not answer the first part, Caesar. I'm sure you can find plenty of people in District 5 who will be happy to talk for hours about it. But if you're asking whether or not I think I'm going to die in the arena, the answer is 'No.' I still have things to do back in District 5."

"Well with a name like that to live up to, it already sounds like you've got some of the odds in your favor," said Caesar. "Miss Granger… you're also sporting a bit of a reputation around your school as the smartest girl in your class. Do you think your knowledge will be enough to get you through this year's Hunger Games?"

"I… I certainly hope so," Hermione said, sitting straight upper and holding her head high. "After all… I… we, that is… have been training in Defense Against the Dark Arts, ever since our useless teacher instituted a ridiculous policy of non-magic-use. So... we're ready for this, even if she tried to forbid us from doing so."

"Oh… and not to interrupt, but isn't the professor you mentioned one Dolores Umbridge, District 5's representative?" asked Caesar. "I believe she's… ah, there you are, Dolores!"

The cameras had focused to the seating area where all the Representatives from the Districts sat. The focus was on District 5's woman, one that reminded you very heavily of a toad, and she looked positively furious. She did manage to crank out a small, twitchy wave, while she plastered a grotesque smile on her flushed face. Around the stadium, peals of laughter and sarcastic cheers erupted, before Caesar called attention back onto himself.

"Miss Lovegood, from what we've heard about you, your classmates seem to think you're a bit of an… odd duck," said Caesar. "How has this affected you growing up, and do you think this has given you an edge here?"

"Oh… I wouldn't say it's affected me too much, though I've developed a knack for locating hidden and missing objects. I guess that might be something that will aid me starting tomorrow," said Luna. "But other than that… I suppose I have just about as much a chance as anyone from District 5 does. I do rather hope I can meet up with my friends here… at least that might make the Games not quite as horrifying."

"That's very humble of you, Luna. I'm sure you've got your own secret fanbase going around the Realms as well. Moving on… Mr. Weasley, just like the Hitachiin brothers, you are leaving behind a redheaded twin, is that right?" asked Caesar. "Tell us… what was it like being separated from him?"

"It's about as awful as you'd expect," said Fred, flatly. "Imagine being ripped from someone you've spent almost every waking moment with for almost eighteen years. That's the pain I'm going through."

"Such heartbreak. You, your brother, and the Hitachiin brothers have some of the most touching stories of sacrifice and loss that we've ever seen in the Hunger Games," Caesar said. "Now, then, please rise and receive your scores. Maestro Delta, the stage is yours."

"Hermione Granger… your score is 11 points," announced Delta.

"I… I was that impressive…? Really…?" Hermione said, eyes wide. "I… oh my…"

"Luna Lovegood… your score is 8 points," Delta stated.

"Ah… Glippheries. That's what the lights in this stadium remind me of," Luna said. "It's been bothering me all night. I wish Dad could see this."

"… uh… Harry Potter… your score is 7 points," Delta said.

"Right," Harry said, simply.

"Fred Weasley… your score is 10 points," said Delta.

"Well… unorthodox usually wins the day, does it not?" Fred said. "This one's for you, George."

"Outstanding scores, all of you!" Caesar roared. "This places you with the highest average score of the night! The Game Gods clearly see something in you. Thank you for your time. District 6, you're up!"

After another exploding disappearance from the so-called wizards, the members of District 6 ascended the stage. The girls were happy to wave to the audience, but both the boys remained stony-faced and sat moodily in their seats, ignoring the raucous applause and cheers shooting through the arena.

"District 6, ever a crowd favorite, and this year's group is even more special than what we've usually come to expect! Natalia Luzu Kimlasca-Lanvaldear, Anise Tatlin, Luke fon Fabre, and Asch the Bloody!" Caesar exclaimed. "As I'm sure everyone is aware, we've got what is often considered more of a District 1-level of people here… is the royalty in District 6 a lot like the ones in District 1?"

"Pah. Not even close. We're not like those worthless, rich snobs. The royalty you see before you has fought for its title," Asch immediately snarled.

"That's right. Asch and Luke are both accomplished swordsmen back in District 6. I am a bowman. And Anise, though not technically royalty, is a high-ranking official to our District Representative," added Natalia.

"Though I wouldn't say no to a marriage proposal after the Hunger Games… especially if you're a noble looking for a young lady," Anise chirped in with a giggle.

"Ah, yes, the proud fighting spirit we've come to expect from District 6 rears its head, immediately calling District 1 out!" Caesar narrated as the crowd roared its approval. "As we've seen, there has been a bit of a situation arising in District 6 with the replicas. How has that affected things?"

"It's made it quite the bureaucratic fiasco!" Natalia exclaimed. "Not only do you have parents trying to use replicas of their children in order to save them, you also have to decide whether a replica counts as its own person or not. It's been tedious, to say the least…"

"That's a perfect segue into my first question, then, thank you Natalia!" Caesar said. "Luke… you are a Replica, and of Asch no less! What has affected your decision to volunteer, and how does the Replica situation apply to you?"

"Well… uh…" said Luke. "I guess… I decided I am my own person. Asch and I may be the same on the inside, technically, but… we've chosen different paths, different lives… and… I volunteered to protect my friends. Now that I know District 6 can win all together, I don't regret anything. We are going to be the ones who win it. There's too much at stake for District 6 if we are unable to return."

"Very true. Especially for the country of Kimlasca. Natalia, you are the princess, correct? What effect has this had on your country?" asked Caesar.

"Well, as you might expect, the people were devastated! It's been a very trying year for all of Auldrant… that is, District 6… and my being chosen for the Hunger Games has really touched a lot of my subjects, for which I am eternally humbled," said Natalia. "Nevertheless, I could not accept volunteers. I don't mean to steal what Yuki Sohma said earlier, but, I, too, lead by example. If this is another challenge I must face to prove myself worthy, then so be it. I will help lead District 6 to victory and use my experiences to better rule my country."

"And a wonderful Queen you will one day make, if you survive," said Caesar. "I can already tell you will be fair, honest, and capable. Now, Anise… as the youngest tribute from your district, how are you going to overcome the challenges of facing those much older than you?"

Anise giggled. "Oh, Caesar… you know a lady never reveals her secrets. I will say this… don't underestimate me. After all, I am part of the Fon Master's elite guard. There's more to me than meets the eye."

"A cute little girl… who has a warrior on the inside? We'll just have to wait and see, won't we, folks?" asked Caesar to the audience. "Finally… on to you, Asch. As we all saw during your dramatic Reaping, you refused a volunteer from Luke. What made you decide that?"

"That Replica has already stolen my life," Asch replied. "I wasn't about to let him take this from me, too. If he wants to volunteer for his servant, that's on him. It's his own stupidity. This is something I need to do to prove who I am… to prove that I, and I alone, am worthy of the name 'Luke fon Fabre.' If that means I have to fight that Replica in the arena… so be it."

"And what's this? Another unexpected challenge from within one's own District!? Between this and District 4… could we see Tributes turning on each other? This year's Hunger Games are going to turn out even more interesting than ever before, of that… I am certain. Now… let's get your scores. Delta?" Caesar announced.

"Asch the Bloody… your score is 5 points," said Delta.

"Your score means nothing to me," said Asch. "I already know what I'm capable of. Do you?"

"Natalia Luzu Kimlasca-Lanvaldear… your score is 10 points," announced Delta.

"I knew after my display today that I would receive a high score. I thank you for your consideration," Natalia said, a wide smile on her face.

"Luke fon Fabre… your score is 6 points," said Delta.

"What? Are you serious? I deserve at least twice that score…" grumbled Luke.

"Anise Tatlin… your score is 3 points" said Delta.

Anise cackled at this. "Just as I planned… thank you, Game God Delta… heh heh heh…"

"What's this? A mediocre showing for District 6…? Were our Tributes holding back in their training… or is it possible that our royal Tributes are overestimating their abilities? Well… I guess that means it's time for District 7!" Caesar exclaimed.

You could hear a lot of conversation going on about District 6. Caesar's comments were actually an understatement; District 6 often averaged at least 8 and a half points for their contenders. To only average 6 points was incredibly rare. Still, District 7 received a warm reception from the stands as they took their seats.

"And here we have District 7, part one of the 7/12 world! Out of nearly 200 countries, the Game Gods selected Japan as the country which would provide its tributes… and for the Urban Dwellers, Iwatodai received the dubious honor," explained Caesar. "From Gekkoukan High School… Hamuko Arisato, Yukari Takeba, Akihiko Sanada, and Shinjiro Aragaki! Now… before we start, I understand you are all not only from the same high school, but from the same extracurricular activity, SEES. What is that?"

"Well… SEES stands for Specialized Extracurricular Execution Squad," said Akihiko. "A group founded my Shinjiro, myself, and a mutual friend. As to what we do… well, it's pretty top secret. Suffice to say, it's prepared us for the Hunger Games pretty sufficiently."

"Ah… would this be one of those rumored 'Training' groups for the Hunger Games, which, of course, are forbidden by the Game Gods?" asked Caesar, earning more chuckles from the audience.

"Oh, not at all!" exclaimed Hamuko emphatically. "It's more or less a hardcore workout group… it's a total coincidence that the four of us were chosen from the group. If I may be so bold as to say… it almost seemed like it was predetermined."

"Haha… well, we've definitely heard and seen situations like that in the past!" Caesar said. "Perhaps it's the destiny of you all to bring District 7 to its first victory in years. Now… Miss Takeba, besides your good looks, what would you say is your specialty in the arena?"

"M-My good looks? I… uh… well, I guess I'm decent with archery?" Yukari said, turning the color of her cardigan. "I don't… really know how to answer that…"

"Why, didn't you know you were one of the contenders for the Top Five Beauties in this year's Hunger Games? Shame… I would have definitely thought your Representative would mention it!" Caesar exclaimed. "Well, then, moving on… Miss Arisato, you claim to have a connection with District 12. Could you elaborate?"

"Actually, yes… I know it's something small, but last year my tennis team and I went to a special workshop, which was located in the same town District 12 came from," said Hamuko. "It's things like that which solidify my belief in fate… and I know if we're meant to win, we will."

"And it serves as a reminder of just how small the worlds are… especially compared to the Realms!" Caesar said. "Akihiko, it's been revealed that you are a champion boxer back in District 7. How has this affected your approach to training for the Hunger Games?"

"I look at it as just another challenge," said Akihiko, his eyes shining with excitement. "The training the past two months has been intense… and I know that we've got a huge advantage over most of District 7 because we've fought with each other before. We know our styles and abilities much better than anyone else. We will be ready."

"And finally… Shinjiro, you're a bit of a mysterious figure, even amongst SEES," said Caesar. "We weren't able to find hardly anything on you within District 7. Anything you'd like to say to the Gods to promote yourself?"

"What's the point?" asked Shinjiro. "It's not like we have sponsors. Let's just finish this shit and move on."

"Heh… blunt honesty. Another who can't wait to get into the arena tomorrow," Caesar said. "And, of course, the tall, dark, mysterious type… all the rage with District women, you understand… regardless! It's time for the scores. Delta, if you please…"

"Shinjiro Aragaki… your score is 2 points," said Delta.

"Tch. Like I said. Ain't got time for this shit," said Shinjiro.

"Hamuko Arisato…your score is 3 points," announced Delta.

"… Is that so? Well, then… looks like I have my work cut out for me after all," said Hamuko, taking the news in stride.

"Akihiko Sanada… your score is 9 points," announced Delta.

"Heh. That's more like it… though I suppose I could have done better if I'd worked a little more on cardio, rather than merely strength training…" Akihiko mused.

"Yukari Takebal… your score is 4 points," said Delta.

"W-what? That's… that's ridiculous!" exclaimed Yukari. "I mean… I know I missed a few times, but…"

"Well, well, well…" Caesar said. "A very disappointing score showing indeed… and with only an average score of 4.5, District 7 drops to the lowest-ranked District thus far. These Tributes are going to have to really wow us in the arena if they want us to be impressed tomorrow. Best of luck to you all! District 8… it' your turn!"

The white-faced tributes from District 7 were quickly replaced with District 8, considered the most-winning District in all of the Games, including the most victories in the past twenty years by a nearly 2 to 1 margin. Unsurprisingly, they received one of the longest-sustained rounds of applause and cheer, which was helped by the scantily-clad blue-haired chick and the guy with the long, dark purple-black hair standing on his chair and egging the crowd on.

"Hahaha… while I do appreciate the enthusiasm on your parts, we do have four Districts to get to after you all, as well as very limited time to do so," said Caesar. "Yuri Lowell, Flynn Scifo, Nan, and Judith! Let's start with the basics: what do you have to say to the criticism that Terca Lumeres Tributes have an unfair advantage over all other districts, based solely on the world in which they live?"

"I say that's irrelevant," said Yuri. "Yeah District 8 has a lot of monsters, but so does 2, 4, 5, 6, and 9. Claiming just the monster population alone is the reason we have an edge sounds like the whining of losers."

"Plus, they sealed our powers before training, so we're on the same level playing field as everyone else," added Flynn.

"And trust me… hunting monsters is not the same thing as fighting humans," said Nan.

"The Game Gods clearly agree with you, as nothing has changed between this year and last," said Caesar. "Now then… moving on… I understand you all come from different walks of life in District 8. Do you think that will affect things at all?"

"I imagine so," said Judith. "Yuri and Flynn are ex-nights for the Empire, and Nan is from the Hunting Blades guild. I'm a Krityan from Myrozo… and we're not usually known for our fighting prowess. So there's something to be said about that."

"Well, Judith, since you spoke up… how does it feel to not only be one of the technical non-humans in the match, as well as one of the top-ranked beauties for this year's Hunger Games?" asked Caesar.

"Oh… it's all quite exciting," said Judith, smiling widely and winking up into the stands. "Gives me a lot to live up to. I doubt you'll be disappointed."

"Now, Nan… as a member of the Hunting Blades guild, do you think you'll have an edge, despite your young age?" asked Caesar.

"What kind of question is that?" asked Nan. "Of course I do. Just because I said humans and animals differ doesn't mean I don't know how to take out humans when necessary… as some of my fellow Tributes may recall."

"Oh-ho! What's this, a troubled past between Tributes in District 8 as well? Are we sure the Game Gods did us a favor this year, making them team up?" Caesar wondered aloud. "Yuri… you've got a bit of a reputation as a loose cannon and a lone wolf. What does that mean for your time in the arena?"

"Well… it means I'll be doing my own thing, probably. I've relied on myself a lot in the past… and I'm not afraid to do what others are. I'm not overly thrilled about fighting children, but if that's what it takes to win… so be it. I didn't ask for this. The Gods are the ones who put us here," said Yuri, simply.

"Very true. And Flynn… you volunteered for a young member of the Guilds as well, despite being a knight for the Empire back in 8. Would you say this was due more to your chivalry as a knight… or the desire to keep your friend safe? Don't look so surprise, we already know you and Yuri go way back," said Caesar, teasing.

"Oh… well… I guess a little of both," said Flynn. "Yuri can be reckless, so I want to make sure he's safe, of course… but I agree with what Rin said a while back. Sending such young children to the bloodbath like this is… barbaric. And I couldn't let someone as young as Karol do it…"

"Well that is very noble of you indeed!" exclaimed Caesar, as the crowd roared its approval yet again. "With all the best, we send you off with your scores from Game God Delta."

"Judith… your score is 8 points," said Delta.

"About what I expected for the effort I revealed. Good to know," said Judith.

"Yuri Lowell… your score is 10 points," Delta announced.

"Like I said. I don't like it, but I'll fight to the end," said Yuri.

"Nan… your score is 7 points," said Delta.

"I feel like I deserved more… but maybe the Gods realized I was holding back," said Nan.

"Flynn Scifo… your score is 7 points," said Delta.

"Very well," said Flynn. "We shall see you in the arena tomorrow."

"And a very strong showing for District 8, currently putting them in second place, based solely on scores!" Caesar announced. "Will they claim yet another victory? We'll have to find out soon… now, then, District 9… please join me up on center stage!"

With the changing to District 9, you noticed the applause was strangely… not lacking, exactly, but definitely strained. Was it that District 3 girl's words that actually guilted some of the Gods? You weren't entirely sure, but as the four small figures sat in front of them, even Caesar seemed to hesitate before launching in to his introduction.

"Please joining me in welcoming Genis Sage, Mithos, Seles Wilder, and Presea Combatir! So! District 9, I understand you all have gone through a huge change all of your own. Would you like to tell us about that?" asked Caesar.

"Well… we recently reunited the two worlds of Sylvarant and Tethe'alla," explained Genis. "I'm sure you were aware of how things worked in previous years with the declining world… but now things are taken from both of the large countries/worlds… like us, really."

"Yes. Genis is from Sylvarant, and the rest of us are from Tethe'alla," said Mithos. "It hasn't stopped us from becoming friends, though."

"As I understand it, three of you (that is, Genis, Mithos, and Seles) all have at least partial elf blood running through you," said Caesar. "Tell us what that's like in regards to District 9."

"Much of District 9 holds a strange contempt for half-elves and their kin," said Mithos. "Which is highly ironic as our genes combines the best of humans and elves… I always chalked it up to jealousy."

"Or perhaps a mere misunderstanding… or fear of the unknown…" Presea muttered.

"And as I understand it, you all have pretty difficult lives thus far, each full of loss and hardship," said Caesar, kindly. "Let's start with you, Presea… how has your life prepared you for this?"

"I lost both my father and sister at a very young age…" Presea said. "And so I've had to work since then… I was a lumberjack for a time, and I prefer to wield axes. I've… lost a good chunk of time, in terms of memories… but… I'd rather not speak about that if not forced to…"

"No, no, of course not…" said Caesar. "Seles… would you tell us about yourself?"

"I… well… back in District 9, I am the half-sister of the Chosen of Tethe'alla… and my parents were both taken from me at a young age, too. For my health, I was locked away and unable to see many people, even my half-brother… but as my body grew stronger, I took up fighting and weaponry to give me an edge in battle. And… I think I can hold my own," Seles replied.

"I see… what about you, Genis?" asked Caesar.

"Well… I… I never knew my parents; my sister and I were abandoned long ago," Genis admitted. "And… we had to move around a lot. Even in our own village, we had to hide our identities… we lied, saying we were elves… if anyone knew the truth, my sister, who had worked for years to educate the youth of our small town, would have been run out of town and we'd have to start over yet again."

"And yet, you remain one of the smartest of your age, from what I understand," said Caesar. "Inspiring! Now, Mithos, what is your story?"

"A story of loss… my sister meant everything in the world to me," said Mithos. "Humans killed her, and for no good reason. She just wanted to protect the world… and so… I was happy to take up my spot in the Reaping. Let the humans of District 9 know that a bunch of half- and quarter-elves will do what you haven't been able to do for years: bring victory to our District. And don't expect me to forgive you for what you've done."

"Hell hath no fury like a woman scored or an adolescent slighted," Caesar said. "I'm sure you all hold a special place in the hearts of a lot of our viewers. If you would, please rise and receive your scores from Delta."

"Presea Combatir… your score is 6 points," said Delta.

"… Acknowledged," she replied.

"Mithos… your score is 6 points," said Delta.

"That will be your first mistake… underestimating me," Mithos said, dangerously.

"Genis Sage… your score is 6 points," said Delta.

"Six?! That's it? That can't be right… don't just underestimate me because I'm one of the younger Tributes!" Genis exclaimed.

"Seles Wildr… your score is 7 points," said Delta.

"At least that rounds us out to a good average… though I did expect higher," said Seles.

"Surpassing several expectations from our experts, District 9's young Tributes hold their own and come away with a decent score!" said Caesar. "We're coming down to the wire now, folks! District 10, please join us on stage!"

There was more enthusiastic applause as whistles and catcalls went around the stadium, as the dozens of banners and flags with the picture of their favorite District 10 girl waved. As they took their seats, the raven-haired girl turned and blew kisses all around the stands, while the others took their seats and waited patiently for Caesar to begin.

"We have joining us here Shayla Harper, Jack Harper, Melody Moon, and Teruhiko Yakako. A great welcome to all of you," said Caesar. "Now, as we saw with the Pre-Hunger Games, Angora upset Fortuna in several key events, leading them to their first victory in almost a decade. Since you're all from District 10, was this as thrilling for you as it was for us?"

"Well, considering our lives do possibly hang in the balance, depending on the outcome…" Melody said.

"Oh man, did it ever!" exclaimed Teruhiko, enthusiastically. "Our Dad got us tickets for that last football match, the one that sent six players out with huge penalties and broke another three guys' bones… talk about a bloodbath… though I guess that's nothing compared to what's to come tomorrow, huh?"

"Haha I suppose not!" said Caesar, clearly thrilled about Teruhiko's enthusiasm. "Though that victory was bittersweet for two of you… and by that, I of course mean our sibling duo here. Care to explain to our viewers why?"

"Well… our family came to Fortuna from Angora about a year ago, just after the last Reaping," said Shayla. "As such… it's been difficult for our parents, who know if they'd stayed one more year, we would have been safe."

"Well… in a normal year, yeah…" Jack said. "But this year, the age restriction relaxation rule would have screwed us over again. Besides… I think we have a shot."

"Now… starting with you, Teruhiko, since you're raring to go…" said Caesar. "How did you feel seeing Melody volunteer for your sister, and what did you think when you were picked right after?"

"I mean… I'm super thankful for Melody because Nayoko is an idiot and would probably have been killed right away," said Teruhiko. "But this girl… she's fierce and I know she's gonna make it. Well, actually, we all are. See, I secretly wanted to volunteer if it was someone I knew… so I was ready when they called my name. I've been training in the gym for months… even if it got sealed somewhat two weeks ago."

"And speaking of you, Melody, it's no secret that you are highly popular with both the Realms and those in your area of District 10. You're one of the Beauties of this year's Hunger Games, and yet you chose to volunteer at the time, even knowing that you might have to kill your boyfriend, or see him killed. What do you have to say?" asked Caesar.

"I… I just wanted to be with him. After what he did for that little boy… I couldn't just let him die alone. If we spent our last few minutes together… I mean… that would be enough for me," said Melody. "But now that we don't have to kill each other… I'm even happier with my decision to volunteer. I've been told it was rash and stupid… but I know Jack and I know Shayla. And I know we will win."

"Jack, you volunteered as well… what was going through your mind, knowing your sister was at risk and not knowing about the rule change involving, basically, teams?" Caesar asked.

"That's… well, I knew I'd have to keep her alive. She's brilliant, my sister… and I wanted to keep her going as long as I could," Jack explained. "But then Melody really messed me up when she went and volunteered, too… and then when I saw Teruhiko I was like, 'shit we're hosed…' but then they made that rule change clear and it turned to 'aw shit, they're all hosed.' Because we know what we're capable of, and we're going to shock you all like you've never been shocked before."

"And finally, Shayla…" said Caesar. "What was going through your head when you were selected, and then when your brother and his girlfriend joined you on stage?"

Shayla paused for a moment, her piercing eyes sweeping the stands before she continued. "Well… I was afraid at first. But then I realized that… I, too, am a strong believer in fate. The Gods and the Universe wouldn't have put me in this situation if they thought I couldn't handle it. So I took it as a blessing, and I know the support of the Gods themselves will get me through."

"Haha… Shayla, remember, there are no sponsors this year…" teased Caesar, after Shayla's round of applause was done. "Still… such admirable Tributes, especially from District 10, of all places! We wish you the very best; perhaps you'll be the first 10 winner in almost an entire generation. Please rise for your scores."

"Jack Harper… your score is 3 points," said Delta.

"Oh, was I supposed to do something during that examination this morning?" asked Jack, in what you could only suspect was fake surprise. "Silly me."

"Shayla Harper… your score is 11 points," said Delta.

"Thank the Gods I could restore my family's honor… as well as almost quadrupling my brother's score," said Shayla.

"Melody Moon… your score is 10 points," announced Delta.

"Heh. Girl power, am I right, Shayla?" asked Melody, slapping her a high-five.

"Teruhiko Yakako… your score is 6 points," Delta said.

"Yo, are you sure you didn't mix our scores up with the girls'? Haha, just playing, I was holding back," said Teruhiko, joking.

"Haha, well, mostly thanks to the girls, District 10 has very impressive average. This could be their year to regain the honor they've long, long, long, long, long since lost!" Caesar said, as ripples of laughter rolled around you. "We're down to our last two Districts now… District 11, please join me!"

You could feel the crowd growing restless around you. Everything that had happened so far, between intra-District threats to the open-war declaration between 1 and 6 had already gotten people incredibly antsy to go out and either update their friends, place bets, or prepare for their own Games-watching events. As you watched District 11 climb the stairs to the main stage area, you noticed how the one girl still seemed as terrified as the day she was Reaped, while the others seemed to have mellowed out a lot.

"So here we have Noah Puckerman, Tina Cohen-Chang, Quinn Fabray, and Sam Evans," said Caesar. "Now, as I understand, you are all members of something called a 'Glee' club… what, pray tell, is this?"

"Oh… well… we get together and we sign songs and dance and perform," said Tina. "Uh…"

"But it's not as lame as it sounds. It's actually… like… a good experience 'cuz it makes you tough," said Puck, quickly.

"…really, now?" asked Caesar, as more laughter roared around the stadium. "And how would you figure that?"

"Well… hm… how to put this in your terms…" Quinn said. "Think of it as… a pecking order, or a deity level. Basically, Glee Club is the lowest of the low. Everyone looks down on us and judges us. At all times. We're not even demi-Gods by your standards."

"Yeah. We're constantly harassed, pelted with slushies, beat-up… you name it, we've been through it," said Sam. "It's made us strong. And we're all better people 'cuz of it."

"That's very touching… and a unique way to be conditioned for the Hunger Games!" Caesar exclaimed. "Well, let me start with you, Tina. By all accounts, you had one of the more dramatic moments during the Reaping. Has anything changed in the past two weeks?"

"Um… well… I… I've gotten a lot stronger," said Tina. "And… the shock has worn off… so… I'm prepared to fight for my life… no matter what it costs. I… I'm ready."

"Well, here's hoping your new-found optimism will keep you safe!" Caesar exclaimed. "Quinn… you were inducted as one of the Top Five Beauties of this year's Hunger Games," said Caesar. "Firstly, congratulations! Secondly, do you think that the lack of sponsors is going to hurt you in any way?"

"Thank you, Caesar," said Quinn. "It's an honor that I've been noticed by the Gods… though not entirely unexpected, if I may have a moment of vanity. Though the sponsorship would have been nice, I feel that the sealing of everyone's powers has given us a level enough playing field that we can win with our own dedication. And I plan to prove that to all of you, along with my fellow District members."

"Ah… I think we've found our de facto leader for District 11!" said Caesar, around the crowd's cheering. "And now… Noah… or, I guess, Puck is your nickname? Anyway, you seemed the most confident of the entire group, even during the Reaping. Where does this confidence come from?"

"Well. C-dawg… don't know if you've noticed, but I'm kind of a badass," said Puck, lounging back in his seat. "Ask any guy or girl or lonely housewife in Lima. I ain't the one to mess with… and I ain't afraid to fight. Bring it on. Puckerman and Co. are going home winners."

"We rarely hear such optimism from District 11! It's quite refreshing, I must say," said Caesar. "Lastly… Mr. Evans. I understand your family has gone through some tough times as well… how has that changed you?"

"Well… my family went through a dramatic upheaval where we lost our house and my dad was laid off… so I had to drop out of school and support my family," said Sam. "So… even though it's at risk of my life… if we do win, I can get us back on track. And that's what I'm fighting for… my family."

"A son's love for his family… risking his own life just for them. A touching story…" Caesar narrated. "Now, District 11, it's time to receive your scores."

"Tina Cohen-Chang… your score is 9 points," said Delta.

"Wh-what? I… I mean… that's good, but I… I didn't…" Tina began, wide-eyed and stuttering until Puck silenced her.

"Sam Evans… your score is 9 points," said Delta.

"Heh… guess the Gods liked my performance earlier…" Sam said, grinning.

"Quinn Fabray… your score is 3 points," said Delta.

"… come again? Three? Tch. This is obviously the Gods trying to play with our heads… but I'll take it proudly," said Quinn.

"Noah Puckerman… your score is 9 points," said Delta.

"Hell yeah… that's more like it," said Puck. "Bring it on, other Districts!"

"Well, then, Gods and Goddesses… it's time for us to meet our final contenders. District 12, please make your way up the stage!" Caesar said.

As the still-costumed teammates climbed the stairs, the applause roared to a surprising high. You suspected this was partly because they were excited that it was almost over, and partly because it was one of the only Districts to pay direct tribute to the deities themselves. As they sat (with some difficulty) in their chairs, the applause died down and Caesar began his own introductions.

"So here we have, from Yasogami High in Inaba, the other half of District 7's world… District 12, the rural kids!" exclaimed Caesar. "Yu Narukami, Rise Kujikawa, Yosuke Hanamura, and Naoto Shirogane. A big hand to you all… and especially to your stylist for these costumes! Would you all like to talk about them?"

"Well… mine is Izanagi… Yosuke has Susano-o, while Rise has Kanzeon and Naoto has Yamato-Takeru. They're a… District 12 spin on the Gods, so to speak," explained Yu.

"Hahaha I would say it's… inventive, to be sure. But nice to see a tribute directly to the Gods themselves," said Caesar, over the applause. "Now… we heard from Ms. Arisato in District 7 about her connection to District 12… but, as I understand it, there was a reciprocal connection as well. Anyone care to comment?"

"We went to Yasogami last year as well!" exclaimed Rise. "It was our school trip."

"Although… I don't recall seeing any of the District 7 members there at the time… granted, the school was closed that day, and Iwatodai is a fairly large city area…" Naoto muttered.

"Even still, it's a bit of an addition to those who have spoken of destiny tonight, isn't it?" Caesar said. "I want to start with our lovely ladies. First of all, Miss Rise Kujikawa, you are a starlet back in District 12 (and by extension 7 I suppose, too!) Congratulations on making it to the Top Five Beauties for this year's Hunger Games!"

"Why, thank you sooo much, Caesar!" exclaimed Rise, giggling and twirling her hair around her head. "I'm used to being in the spotlight, so it's nothing new to me to be honored in such a way. But I appreciate it! Shame there's no sponsoring this year, though even I might have competition with a princess and the usual District 1 threats!"

"Well, Miss Kujikawa, I know you've got a dedicated fan base that will be praying extremely hard for you to win tomorrow," said Caesar. "Miss Shirogane… you are a detective back in your District, so how would you say that's influenced your character and prepared you for the Hunger Games?"

"I think… it's given me more of an innate understanding of my surroundings," replied Naoto. "I don't believe I will fall victim to traps or tricks in the arena. I can't say it's given me survival skills, as I am most often a person called upon to assist as an expert or an extra set of eyes… but I don't think I'll have any trouble with the arena, either."

"And now, Yosuke… from our small research into your life, we see that you had a lot of semi-negative things to say about District 12, much of which involved yearning for something exciting, and adventure," said Caesar. "Is uh… this what you had in mind?"

"Heh… well… can't say that it was, Caesar…" said Yosuke. "But there's not much I can do about it now other than work the hardest I've ever worked at anything. With my partners here, I don't think we'll have a problem coming in first place… after all, it's not our first rodeo, right guys?"

"Well, a lot of our lower-performing Districts seem to have optimists in their ranks tonight, so that's one more refreshing twist on this year's Hunger Games," said Caesar. "Finally, Mr. Narukami… as the last interview of the night, you get the closing arguments… so… what should we expect from District 12?"

"You should expect four friends who have conquered their dark sides to bring forth all their innate power… and crush the competition," said Yu, in a very even voice.

"A common sentiment repeated right out to the very end… friendships will certainly be tested tomorrow!" Caesar exclaimed. "Well, folks, it's time for our last District to receive their scores. Delta, we call upon you one more time..."

"Yosuke Hanamura… your score is 3 points," said Delta.

"Wh-what? Just three? That's… impossible, you saw me… er… I guess I can't say…" Yosuke said, catching himself.

"Rise Kujikawa… your score is 6 points," said Delta.

"Eh… for a Beauty, I'll take it. Don't they average like… 5 points usually anyway?" said Rise, with a shrug.

"Yu Narukami… your score is 11 points," said Delta.

"Wow. Really?" was all Yu said, his eyes wide with shock.

"Naoto Shriogane… your score is 6 points," said Delta.

"As is to be expected," said Naoto. "Thank you."

"Thank you, District 12, you may return to your seats," said Caesar. Once they were back, he stood and addressed the group at large again. "Well, folks, there you have it! This will conclude the Parade and Interviews! The Hunger Games starts tomorrow; don't forget to make your last-minute preparations tonight. Let's have one more enthusiastic round of applause for all 48 of our tributes!"

The stadium blasted out one more ear-shattering round of applause, whistles, cheers and chants. Once everything died down, people filed out of the stadium. You glanced back once more just before you left, as the many tributes also turned to head out to their training center and accommodations for their last-minute fine-tuning before the festivities began. You could feel the excitement building inside of you as you imagined which match ups would be the most entertaining, as well as which parties you might attend after you got outside, not to mention when and where you were going to watch the show itself.

At least you only had one more night to wait before the 2012 Hunger Games began.

Author Note:

Woah. That got out of control fast. 15.5K words later, here's the first part of the full Hunger Games Galaxies, which finally brings all the Tributes together.

Yes, like everything else, the scores for each Tribute were decided by a roll of the dice. And this time, unlike the Games itself (which is mostly completed at the writing of this chapter), I did these live as I was writing the dialog. Thank you for reading, and may the odds be ever in your favorite characters' favor!

FUN FACTS ABOUT THE 2012 HUNGER GAMES –

Average Scores for Each District:

District 1 – 5.75 points

District 2 – 7.5 points

District 3 – 5 points

District 4 – 6.75 points

District 5 – 9 points

District 6 – 6 points

District 7 – 4.5 points

District 8 – 8 points

District 9 – 6.25 points

District 10 – 7.5 points

District 11 – 7.5 points

District 12 – 6.5 points

Top Ten "Most Likely to Win":

1. Fina – District 4 – 12 Points

2. Hermione – District 5 – 11 Points

3. Jay – District 2 – 11 Points

4. Shayla – District 10 – 11 Points

5. Yu – District 12 – 11 Points

6. Fred – District 5 – 10 Points

7. Yuri – District 8 – 10 Points

8. Melody – District 10 – 10 Points

9. Natalia – District 6 – 10 Points

10. Kyoya – District 1 – 10 Points

Top Ten "Most Likely to Die":

1. Shinjiro – District 7 – 2 Points

2. Hamuko – District 7 – 3 Points

3. Hanajima – District 3 – 3 Points

4. Hatsuharu – District 3 – 3 Points

5. Haruhi – District 1 – 3 Points

6. Kaoru – District 1 – 3 Points

7. Anise – District 6 – 3 Points

8. Yosuke – District 12 – 3 Points

9. Vyse – District 4 – 3 Points

10. Quinn – District 11 – 3 Points

Top Five Beauties:

1. Judith

2. Melody

3. Grune

4. Rise

5. Quinn

Runners Up: Yukari, Fina, Kirala

Most Popular Match-Up Wants (Districts):

1. District 8 VERSUS District 4

2. District 10 VERSUS District 5

3. District 5 VERSUS District 9

4. District 12 VERSUS District 10

5. District 3 VERSUS District 2

6. District 6 VERSUS District 3

7. District 1 VERSUS District 6

8. District 9 VERSUS District 7

9. District 3 VERSUS District 1

10. District 4 VERSUS District 9

Most Popular Match-Up Wants (Tributes):

1. Rise (D12) VERSUS Fina (D4)

2. Harry (D5) VERSUS Flynn (D8)

3. Ramirez (D4) VERSUS Vyse (D4)

4. Quinn (D11) VERSUS Will (D2)

5. Ramirez (D4) VERSUS Anise (D6)

6. Tina (D11) VERSUS Grune (D2)

7. Tina (D11) VERSUS Shinjiro (D7)

8. Melody (D10) VERSUS Presea (D9)

9. Naoto (D12) VERSUS Hatsuharu (D3)

10. Will (D2) VERSUS Seles (D9)

11. Rise (D12) VERSUS Sam (D11)

12. Judith (D8) VERSUS Teruhiko (D10)

13. Yu (D12) VERSUS Fina (D4)

14. Tina (D11) VERSUS Benio (D1)

15. Vyse (D4) VERSUS Yukari (D7)

16. Benio (D1) VERSUS Kaoru (D1)

17. Fred (D5) VERSUS Teruhiko (D10)

18. Will (D2) VERSUS Haruhi (D1)

19. Teruhiko (D10) VERSUS Chloe (D2)

20. Jay (D2) VERSUS Luna (D5)