District One

"From District One we have Overlord Rousdower and Wundy the… Capybear?" said the interviewer.

Wundy, the more deceptively innocent looking of the two raised their hand and said, "That would be Capybara."

"Uh… ok. So, have you known each other long?"

"That depends on your definition of 'long'"Overlord Rousdower, also known occasionally as Rousy (and we shall refer to her as that for brevity's sake), said uninterestedly.

"Well…"

"That's a very nice wig you have there," Wundy said, eying the white monstrosity in obvious distaste.

"Wouldn't it be a shame if something happened to it?" Rousy finished menacingly.

"That's not where I was going with that, but that works as well," Wundy muttered.

Rousy shrugged.

District Two

"From District Two we have the Elvenking Thranduil and the Trickster God Loki!"

The two in question waved to the crowd, smiles on their faces, and their wonderful clothes sparkling in the strobe lights that appeared out of nowhere.

"Why do you think that the Cyberpalace put you two together?" the interviewer asked, looking slightly in awe.

"Oh, quite simply because we are absolutely fabulous, and that there are no others better suited for the task," Thranduil said smoothly.

"Quite. I'm sure it shall be one of us that will emerge victorious," Loki drawled.

"That meaning, me," Thranduil said haughtily.

"Oh, I wouldn't be so certain," Loki sneered. "I would turn on you in a heartbeat."

Thranduil narrowed his eyes. "Likewise."

"Uh, haha, and there we have District Two!" the interviewer stammered.

District Three

"For District Three we have the infamous duo, Sherlock Holmes and John Watson!" the interviewer announced.

Sherlock glared at the crowd and gave them his back, arms crossed. John waved half-heartedly.

"Um, I hear you're pretty smart Sherlock… What do you think your chances of winning are?" the interviewer prodded.

"Eighty-six percent," Sherlock snapped.

"Okay then…"

District Four

"For District Four we have the two talented heartthrobs, Tom Hiddleston and Benedict Cumberbatch!"

Excited screams from fans drowned out all else for several minutes.

"Any thoughts on your Reaping?" The interviewer held the microphone towards the two.

Tom was sweating profusely and he stuttered, "I-I really didn't ask for this... I've been trying to find out if there is a way to change this, but everyone is saying no?"

Benedict sighed. "Once you get Reaped Tom, there's no stopping it."

"B-but…" Tom trailed off, looking very ill.

District Five

"For District Five, we have Ned the Piemaker and Doctor Bruce Banner! Do you think you'll make a good team?" the interviewer asked the nervous duo.

"Um, well, you see, I'm really of no use in this type of thing, in fact I'll probably die first, even though I really, really, don't want to and-"

"Ned, calm down," Bruce said, not looking to calm himself. "I think if we try hard enough, we would have a chance."

"I have no super powers! I can't make the dead, I only wake pies… I mean...PLEASE DONT TOUCH ME!"

Bruce leant back and eyed Ned in horror.

"Um… Let's move on to Six shall we?"

District Six

"And for District Six we have James Moriarty and The Joker!" the interviewer, was very white, though credit must be given for his energetic announcement. "Is there anything you'd like to say?" he asked the grinning pair.

"Oh, nothing much… I do look forwards to playing the wonderful game with Sherlock though! It's going to be sooooooo fun!" Moriarty gushed.

The Joker looked slightly put out. "Batsie didn't get Reaped… I wanted him to, but he didn't…" he pouted.

"There there…" Moriarty cooed, patting the Joker's back. "You can play with John, he can be fun! And if he gets killed off anytime soon, we can share Sherlock." Jim smiled benevolently down at the clown.

"Aw, thanks Jimmy," the Joker chortled.

District Seven

"For District Seven we have the Dark Lords, Melkor and Sauron! I hear you two are quite the formidable team?"

"Oh, when Master isn't being difficult, we are quite deadly," Sauron said, stroking his fiery hair.

"Oh please, Sauron! If anyone's difficult here, it's you," Melkor muttered darkly, examining some scratches on his armor.

"Either way, if you would just cooperate, we will emerge victorious!" Sauron exclaimed, shouting slamming his fist down in the palm of his opposite hand.

"And what if I don't!" Melkor sneered at his Lieutenant.

"Then I'll just win this by myself, even if it means offing you. Not that it'd be hard…" Sauron spat.

"Excuse me? Are you threatening your Master?" Melkor gasped.

"Oh yes, yes I am!" Sauron flounced off the stage after his dramatic announcement and the crowd remained in shocked silence.

District Eight

"From District Eight we have Tony Stark and Obi-Wan Kenobi!"

Silence reigned.

"So uh… Your chances of winning?"

Obi-Wan and Tony eyed each other suspiciously, both remaining stubbornly mute.

Tony finally spoke. "If you even dare to magic me, I swear to God I will-"

Obi-Wan interrupted, looking offended, "It's called the Force, not a magic trick!"

"Whatever."

The two resumed their silent stare-off.

District Nine

"From District Nine we have Legolas of Mirkwood and Lee Pace!"

The crowd once again let out cheers of delight.

Legolas, however, was not paying attention, instead staring in fascination at the man opposite him.

"Dad?"

Lee stared at Legolas in consternation. "Excuse me?"

"WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN? ARE WE FINALLY DOING SOMETHING TOGETHER? WHY IS YOUR HAIR UGLY? WILL WE WIN, DO YOU THINK WE CAN WIN?"

Lee started to back away.

The Interviewer was grinning. "A family reunion!"

Lee looked horribly alarmed. "Um…"

"Why don't we let them reunite in peace, eh?" the interviewer said, clapping them on the back. Legolas was hopping around excitedly while Lee was looking vaguely horrified.

District Ten

"From District Ten we have Yoda and Thorin!"

Once again, silence reigned.

"You're green."

"Said that already you have," Yoda said calmly. "A lot of facial hair have you."

"You're short."

"Why so caught up in pointing out the obvious you are, I know not… but point out I shall, that not much taller are you."

Thorin fumed silently.

District Eleven

"And from District Eleven we have Khan and… uh… does anybody know where Glorf-"

"NO! NO I REFUSE TO GO IN THERE! YOU CAN'T MAKE ME! I WON'T DIE AGAIN! I WON'T!" Two guards appeared, dragging a flailing bundle of golden hair and tears.

"NOOOOOO! NOOOOOO!"

Khan looked positively amused. "You expect me to go in with that?" he sneered.

Glorfindel had ceased screaming, and was now rocking on the floor, sobbing quietly. The 'awwws' of the sympathizing crowd members were getting more and more frequent.

Khan rolled his eyes. "Oh please. I'll just kill him first…"

The interviewer decided that they should finish up the disaster of an Interview.

District Twelve

"And from District Twelve we have Spock and Lord Ghirahim! Do either of you think you'll win?"

"Oh, I'm sure I shall be victorious, considering my fabulousness!" Ghirahim swooned, flipping his white hair and posing.

Spock closed his eyes tiredly.

"And this boring elf here shall be dead within seconds, I'm sure! He has absolutely no class…" Ghirahim twitched.

"I calculate that if I use my survival instincts properly, I will have rather high chances of winning."

"Ugh, you sound just like Fi! I hate her" Ghirahim started to make throttling motions with his hands.

"Okay, I think that's all the time we have today!" the Interviewer laughed nervously. "Tune in tomorrow for the start of our first EVER, FANDOM GAMES!"

A/N: HEY! Ok, so I found this thing! I need to give them credit too. It was a Hunger Games simulator that PewDiePie recommended, it was made by BrainSteele, and I can't remember the link, but you can probably find it, anyways, I spent twenty minutes filling in all the stuff and the result was TOO AWESOME not to be a story…

I had put in Wundy and myself, because I didn't know what it would become, so this isn't exactly a self-insert… you will understand even more as you go on.

The only chapter in here that I entirely made up is this one XD seriously, everything afterwords is that simulation, dramatized by yours truly! Annnnnnnd Wunderkind here will be helping me! Wundy: *waves* so everyone give her a round! *claps threateningly*

This story is seriously going to be so insane that I don't even know. And it will be updated frequently because I don't have to come up with a plot XD This chapter was actually quite difficult though XD TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK! REVIEW! REVIEW! WHO DO YOU THINK WILL WIN? LOL

Rousdower out_

P.S. I am fully aware that this is under LotR category, and not a crossover I did that because there are too many crossovers to count LOL. I will probably move it to Misc. later on, unless you guys have a good suggestion. PLEASE TELL ME.

P.P.S. SORRY FOR SPELLCHECK, IT PROBABLY MESSED WITH STUFF!