District 1: Luxury
District 2: Masonry
District 3: Technology: Percy Jackson and the Olympians
District 4: Fishing
District 5: Power
District 6: Transportation
District 7: Lumber: Harry Potter
District 8: Textiles
District 9: Grain
District 10: Livestock
District 11: Agriculture
District 12: Mining
Main Plot: The 1st Hunger Games
District 3
The wars had finally ended…
The wars in Manhattan with Percy Jackson,
The war with Harry Potter,
And one out of billions the war with the Kane family.
Percy slowly got dressed and walked slowly out the door to make his way to the dreaded, what did they call it? The 1st Hunger Games. When Percy made it to town square he looked around for any place for the 16 year old boys. There! A large red square with yellow letters saying "Male. 16 ". Percy dragged his feet to his square and looked around for any sign of Annabeth, who had already gotten to her square. Percy gave her an irritated look and he could see Annabeth laugh. A long fifteen minutes had past until a woman with pinkish hair Percy recognized to be named ' Effie Trinket ' walked onto the temporary stage and began talking.
"Welcome, welcome! Ladies, and gentlemen the time has come to pick one courageous man and woman for the honor of participating in the 1st annual, Hunger Games!" Effie smiled and winked at the crowd as if she had won the lottery. "As usual, ladies first!" Effie teetered on her heels to a large glass bowl filled with names of the survivors from the war. Effie cleared her throat and unwrapped the small envelope. "Danielle Banks." A short boney girl with long brown hair swiftly made her way to the stage holding back tears. Effie congratulated Danielle and told her, what an honor for her it is to be here then turned back to the microphone. "Now the boys." Effie rummaged around in the clear bowl with the tip of her finger and just as swiftly took out another small slip. Effie quickly opened this envelope ready to get it over with it but still smiled like the Hunger Games were some kind of fair. "Percy Jackson." Percy could practically feel his face become white, his blood turning to ice… He felt like he should be crying now but Percy felt strangely confident, like he might even win this thing. Percy banished the thaught and walked confidently toward the stage." And may the odds be ever in your favor!" Once Percy had shaken hands with Danielle curtains draped in front of him and he was guided into a building and onto a train.
District 7
Harry got dressed quickly. He wore pinstripe cackies and freshly polished shoes. He thought these games were completely deranged. As Harry made his way to a small square with his gender and age written in yellow that rimmed the lines he waved half – heartedly at Ron. Harry looked over to another red square and noticed Hermione staring at somebody at the stage- Effie Trinket everybody called her. Harry hadn't noticed before but Effie had pink hair and pink clothing and everything. Harry thought Effie looked simply grotesque, every speck of frill and lace seemed to Harry as a bucket full of decaying bodies. Finally Effie tapped the microphone and began to speak. Harry ignored as he eavesdropped on Hermione and Ron glancing and winking and even smiling at each other. Harry knew they had been going out and he hadn't seen they in a week, but during that time what had they done?
"Hermione Granger." Effie said. This snapped Harry back to reality. It took a moment to realize what had happened.
Effie reached into a bowl- Yes. Took out a slip of paper and said "Hermione Granger." Harry thought. Yes! It was so simple yet completely deranged. Hermione had just been picked to be the female in the 1st Hunger Games.
Harry watched Hermione walk stiffly toward the stage like a robot. Ron seemed in greater shock through. His face was as white as- well, as white as white can be. " Now the boys!" Effie chirped. She chose a slip right from the top and said into the microphone. "Ron Weasly."