"We're here for a reason, you know that right?" Xander states, gazing to the distance. "Well obviously. Some one wants us dead." And at that moment, Xander Hawthorn and I finally began to trust eachother. The 100th Hunger Games. The Reble Games have begun.

Alright, so my friend and I are wrighting this. She wrote Xander's pov, and I did Ava's. The first two chapters will be very short, and the rest will be longer :).

~Chapter 1 Ava Mellark.~

"Ava Mellark!" Melines shrill voice peiced the cool air surrounding us. It took me a minute to realize that she had called my name, but when I did, my legs started moving slowly. Once I got up the 5 steps that led to the platform, I took my spot and waited. Had I really just been called for The Hunger Games?

I hadn't noticed when my district partner had gotten to the stage unntil Meline, this years escort, told us to shake hands. I erase anyemotions from my face, and shake any from my features. I turned and shook the guy's hand, than turned to scan for my friend Anthony, when I hear the deafening blows. I automaticaly turn to where my parents lay.

My mother lay face down, blood pouring from her back. My father faced the same fate. I could'nt help as tears escaped my eyes. "Mom! Dad!" I screamed.

I woke with a start, head racing, head pounding, body sore. I looked around, expecting to find my room, my cat, but instead I found a forest, myself 50 feet in a tree, sleeping in a make-shift hammock. Then I remembered where I was.

I was in The Hunger Games.

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