Hunger Games X 1

Prologue

Somewhere in space…

Seven beings stand in a circle around a point of empty space. They all have the same appearance; wearing black cloaks that obscure their appearances. One of them holds out their hand, drawing matter together to form a planet. They then set the planet in the empty space, then face the other six.

Arcada: The stage is set. Now all that is needed are the tributes. I nominate Maou-sama and Ken Izzy."

Two frames then appear which show the selected characters.

Arcada: Now, select your tributes.

InfinityRyujin: You got it, Arcada. I'll choose…The Flaming Prince and Vengeance Joe. How about you, 9001?

TroperNo9001: Hmm…I'll go with Discord and Starlight Glimmer. You next, Ideas."

TooManyIdeas: I choose Chibi!Ruby and Captain Toad.

Sedmikrasky: Lammy and Smug Anime Face.

President Stalkeyes: I, President Stalkeyes, choose Komodo Joe and Terrence Two. Now I pass onto DarkDestruction.

DarkDestruction: I'm going with Augustus Caesar and Katara.

TooManyIdeas: Hang on a second. At this rate, we're going to be here a while. I think we should nominate a few more. Arcada?

Arcada: Very well. I also call upon Bernie and Electro J. Fudd. Does anyone else wish to nominate more tributes?

TooManyIdeas: I'll be going with Han Solo and Natsu. We need some people with firepower…besides the Infinity's Prince I've never heard of."

InfinityRyujin: I also nominate Roman Torchwick and Kuja.

Sedmikrasky: Can I bring in Punpun Kill-Chan and David Byrne?

Arcada: But of course, Sed. Only two spots left. DarkDestruction, you may have the last nomination.

DarkDestruction:Thank you, arcada. I'll choose Max Caulfield and Harun al-Rashid.

Arcada: Hmm…interesting. Now that we have 24 choices, we can begin.

Arcada once again raising his hand. The 24 pictures are organized into a circle above the planet. Arcada then waves his hand down sharply, causing the tribute pictures to fall down onto the planet at the velocity of a rocket returning to orbit.

"Happy Hunger Games! And may the odds be ever in your favor!"

Meanwhile…

A man watches the events unfold on a screen. He has white hair, blue eyes, and is wearing a black suit. He watches with a worried expression on his face.

Mr. Ice: Damnit.

Mr. Ice, his expression morphing into one of fear and anger, turns the screen off.

Mr. Ice: Damnit, it's happening again! There's no way I can stop it…but maybe I can slow it down. GLUTTON!

A young boy, about 13 years old, with blonde hair, gray eyes, and wearing some sort of armor walks into the room.

Glutton: Hey, Ice, what's up? You don't look very happy.

Mr. Ice looks Glutton in the eyes, causing the boy to look interested.

Mr. Ice: It's happening.

Glutton's eyes go wide at the simple statement, a feeling of fear coming over him.

Glutton: Are you sure?

Mr. Ice: I'm afraid so. Looks like the tributes are being sent to an island on the other side of this planet. I need you to go over there and slow down the tributes as much as you can. I'll keep in touch with your helmet's radio.

Glutton: You got it, Mr. Ice.

Glutton then turns to leave.

Mr. Ice: Glutton!

The boy stops in his tracks.

Mr. Ice: If they do start killing each other…don't get involved.

Glutton: …Yes sir.

Glutton leaves the room, leaving Mr. Ice alone.