Hi Guys, I'm having a lot of fun writing this, so I hope you enjoy it as much as I have. Comments, especially constructive criticism, are appreciated, but please don't be mean just for the sake of being mean. (Don't be a President Snow). And I am going to be killing a lot of characters, I hate it as much as you do but I have to do what I have to do to move the story along. Spoilers for all books in the Percy Jackson/Heroes of Olympus/Trials of Apollo series. No characters or settings belong to me. Thank you!

Drew Tanaka's POV

I sit on the train headed to the hunger games. I smile to myself, I am prepared, I have spent my whole life getting ready for this. I volunteered for a 12-year-old, I think her name was Lacey, who had been practically in tears about being picked for the games. Weakling. I didn't register much of the ceremony, or my father saying goodbye. I have one thing on my mind, and that is winning. I glance at the scrawny boy across from me, Octavian, as I read the list of people coming to the games. I try my best to rule out the weak. All I have is their names, but I have always had good senses of who to trust. I should have no problem finding an ally, I am hardly ever turned down and I can be very persuasive.

Octavian's POV

Winning should be no problem. I have many strategies, each well thought out and with multiple plan Bs. I don't really enjoy getting blood on my hands, but I should be able to find attack dogs to do the dirty work for me. And when it comes down to it, I will have no problem killing them quickly and efficiently. I glance at the girl across from me, who had also volunteered. She didn't look like much, a pretty little thing. I had seen her around. But she had a look in her eyes, merciless and deceptive glare, that told me not to underestimate her. She may make a useful ally. I remind myself to talk to her later.

Rachel Elizabeth Dare's POV

I had never had any fear of being selected for the games. All my life I have told myself over and over that, even if I am selected, a career would volunteer for me. I was shocked when there were no volunteers. I close my eyes and let the reality sink in, I am going to the Hunger Games, I am going to die. If I am not killed at the cornucopia, I will almost definitely be killed within the first few days. I suppose I could try to find an ally, maybe even a friend. But I doubt anyone reasonable would ally with someone as weak as myself. Still, I tell myself that I will try. I will not go down without a struggle.

Travis Stoll's POV

I look down at the list and laugh to myself as I notice that someone has the same last name as me, in District 6. Perhaps I can ally with him. I am somewhat shell shocked. I volunteered for the games, but only because my best friend was picked. I was stupid. I should have waited for a career. By now, I have accepted the reality that I am going to die, and I am trying as hard as I can to be as content and full of laughter as possible in my last days. What is the point of life if it doesn't end with a smile?

Annabeth Chase's POV

I run all my strategies through my head for the millionth time. Even though I am a bit nervous, I don't let it show. After all, I am one of the smartest people in district 3 and no doubt I will be one of the smartest in the Hunger Games. I have been training for this my entire life, and I will not mess it up. I don't plan to make any allies, accept maybe if I meet one or two people that I can really trust. They'll probably die anyway. Allies would just slow me down. And, if I do go down, I don't want to bring anyone else with me.

Leo Valdez's POV

As I play with the spare parts in my hand, I wonder what I can make to help me with the games. It would be pretty easy to construct a bomb, and I may be able to make some sort of super-ultra-death weapon out of other, more mild, weapons. I'm not that sad about being picked for the games, I'm not leaving behind any family and I don't have many friends to leave behind. At least I know that I'm fast enough to outrun the careers.

Katie Gardener's POV

My carriage smells strongly of fish. I hate fish. I have always known that I was born into the wrong district. I've always wanted to somehow be relocated to grain or agriculture. But, I don't know how that could happen. I was somehow sort of glad when I was picked for the Hunger Games. I have a good chance of surviving, I would be good at finding my own food and such. Even if I die, it will only prevent me from going back to a home I hate.

Percy Jackson's POV

No. This isn't happening. I won't let this happen. I can't believe that I am being taken away from my good home and my good job and my mom to go compete in a game show of death. I am going to die, I am sure of it. But I will not go down without a fight. I will try my hardest to get back to my mom and my job. I have skills, skills that may help me a lot. I will not let this happen. I will win the Hunger Games.

Thalia Grace's POV

What are the odds? What are the odds of two people from the same family being chosen for the Hunger Games in the same year? The odds are supposed to be minuscule. This is not supposed to happen. I look at my little brother, sitting across from me. There is no way I can kill him, but I can't ally with him either. We are strong together, we would no doubt be the last two. If that happened I would kill myself. I would kill myself for him to survive. I know what I am going to do.

Jason Grace's POV

I am shell shocked. It is obvious that my sister is too. I know that we are going to die, there is no way we could even hope to win against the careers. I will ally with my sister, there is no way both of us could survive to the end anyway. Regardless, I'll try to win, I'll try along with everyone else. I hate it, but the only way to even hope to survive is to be a pawn in the capitol's stupid game.

Millie's POV

Oh god, oh god, oh god, oh god. I can't believe this. This is not happening. It's my last year! I was not supposed to get picked. I was supposed to survive this final year and live out the rest of my life as happily as possible. I can't believe it, I really can't believe it. I know that I am going to die.

Connor Stoll's POV

Well, this is just great. I'm gonna try to be as optimistic as I can about this, but I really can't find a bright side to this. I might find some good allies? I might even make it a few days. But that's doubtful. Well, at least there's good food in the capitol. I'm pretty sure that the tributes get first class before the games. At least I have a few days, I'll try to do all I can in those few days.

Juniper's POV

If I am being taken away from my family and friends to go fight in a game show of death, at least it's with Grover. We've been dating for a few months now, but us both getting picked is the worst of luck. Of course, we are going to ally. And there is really no chance of us being the last two. So, we won't have to kill each other. I don't think I would be able to kill anyone, I just don't have it in me.

Grover's POV

I look across from me at Juniper, I love her so much. But no she is going to die. And so am I. I am going to try as hard as I can to keep her alive. That is my mission, and I am probably going to fail it. But I'll try. I'll try as hard as I can to protect her, keep her alive, let her return alive.

Piper McLean's POV

An ally, I will make an ally. I can do that, I know I can do that much. They will be a good ally, and we will survive together. I can do it, I just need help. I have survival skills. And I have to get back to my dad. My mom left him, and I will not leave him too. I will find an ally, and I will survive.

Dakota's POV

I chug from a mug of liquid that they allowed me to keep with me on the bus. This is good, it tastes like strawberries. I save it for special occasions only. I need to focus on anything besides the Hunger Games. There is no way I can survive. There are careers, people stronger than me, people who have much larger chances of survival than me. I will drink and eat in the capitol while I can. I can try to have fun, try to enjoy myself. I take another gulp from the mug.

Meg's POV

Could be worse. I could be stuck with someone I don't like. I could have less skills than I have. I sort of know the boy sitting across from me, I think he's nice. I was picked in my first year. I will go back to my step-father. I am skilled, I know how to find food, I know how to kill.

Will Solace's POV

I can find allies. I have healing skills, I would be a useful ally. I would be able to survive to at least the last ten. If I am wounded, I will be able to heal myself. I will try to return, although I probably won't be able to. I will at least be able to help a lot of people.

Reyna Ramirez-Arellano's POV

There aren't many volunteers in district 10, but I have been training for this my whole life. I can win. I am strong, I am capable. I will bring riches and honor to my sister. This will be difficult, but I am strong. I know that I can do it. I will not make any allies, I will do it by myself, I must do it by myself.

Frank Zhang

I am going to die. I know that I am going to die. Of course, I will try to survive. I will try to come back to my grandmother alive. I can make some allies, but I am clumsy and slow. I will not be able to outrun the careers, but I will be able to fight. I am a good archer, if I can get a bow from the cornucopia, I will have a better chance of winning. Still not a good chance, but a better chance, my best chance.

Calypso's POV

At least I can grow food. But unfortunately, that seems to be my only skill. I believe that I should be able to find an ally. But I will not survive. I cannot survive. I could get to the top ten at most. Maybe there will be some rule twist, something to allow me to survive. But I can try.

Gleeson Hedge's POV

I'm gonna win. All the people around me are weaklings. I can beat them easily. I won't make any allies. I'm gonna win all on my own. I don't care if I'm from district 11, I'm gonna win. I'm gonna be the first person in years. I will win.

Hazel Levesque's POV

No, no, no. This is not happening. This can't happen. Me and my brother? I can't believe it. I'm going to die, I know that I'm going to die. I won't make any allies, it's bad enough that I'm going down, I won't take anyone else with me. I'll go off on my own, maybe hide in a cave or something. Yes, hide in a cave by myself until they all kill each other off. Yes, I'll hide.

Nico Di Angelo's POV

I won't die. And I won't let my sister die either. I already lost one sister to hunger, I won't lose a step sister to the Hunger Games. The only person I will ally with is my sister. I will kill everyone else. I have to. I have been given no choice. I was born into this fate, and I will die in this fate.

Ugh, I feel like that seriously sucked. Well, I tried. I'm going to try to post every Sunday. I'll be rather consistent, but maybe not exactly because of finals and homework and studying. But I'll try to post somewhat regularly. Thank you for reading!