This is a rewrite of the Hunger Games using Yu-Gi-Oh characters. Hope you like it!

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Hunger Games Yu-Gi-Oh Version 02/04/2012

Name: Grace Everdeen

Siblings: Katniss and Primrose Everdeen

Hair Color: Brown hair to your chest

Eye Color: brown eyes

Height: 5' 5"

Strengths: Hunting, bow and arrow, knife throwing

Age: 17

Crush: Yami Atem

Best Friend: Duke Devlin

District: 12

I woke up and felt fear course through me. Of course. Today was the reaping. I looked around and saw my sister Prim curled up sleeping next to my older sister Katniss. Katniss was 19 and no longer had to worry about the reaping. But Prim was 12. This was her first reaping. I got dressed in my hunting gear and went to meet Duke in the woods. I quietly slipped under the fence surrounding District 12, which currently was not electrified, and made my way to our clearing. I saw Duke sitting in the meadow with a loaf of bread. I waved and walked over to him with a big smile on my face. I sat down next to him and we ate the bread in silence dreading the point when we had to go back to the district and face the reaping.

11 o'clock came too soon. Me and Duke reluctantly made our way to the square. We split up and changed into real clothes and met back at the square. We were herded in pens with others in our age group. Our escort is Mai Valentine. A peppy, woman with way too much cleavage from the capitol. She happily walks on stage and says, "I bet this is going to be a great year! Ladies first!" and walks over to the glass ball containing the girls names. She reaches in and fishes around for about a minute before she grabs one. I am so desperately hoping that its not, that its not me. And its not. It's Primrose Everdeen.

I can't breath. I see her slowly walking to the stage. I snap out of my trance and push my way to the stage. The other kids make way for me and I reach Prim and push her behind me. "I volunteer as tribute!" I scream. Prim is crying and hanging onto me and I am in danger of crying. "Let go Prim!" I say harshly. I cannot cry and be known as a weakling. I feel someone pull her off me and see Duke carrying her off. I mount the stage and Mai asks me my name. "Grace Everdeen" I say. "I bet my buttons that was your sister! Can't have her stealing all the glory can we?" she peppily asks. All I can do is nod and stand at my place on the stage. "Let's have a round of applause for our female tribute for District 12" Mai says. No one claps. So Mai gets the ball rolling again by making her way over to the ball with the boys names in it. She grabs the first slip she encounters and I can't even wish Duke luck before she reads the name. "Yami Atem." 'Oh no' I think. 'Not him.' I see him mount the stage from the other side and joins me in the middle of the stage. Mai tells us to shake hands and we do. This is going to be horrible. I have had a crush on Yami for the longest time and now they are going to throw us in an arena together and make us fight to the death on live television? All I know for sure right now is that I cannot kill him.

Yami and I are ushered by Peacekeepers to the Justice Building where we can say our final goodbye's to our loved ones. We can have 4 visitors. My first visitor is Prim and my mother. We cry and hug and in no time they are told to leave. My next 3 visitors are Duke, which I hug the life out of, Yami's father, who gives me cookies, and Serenity, the mayor's daughter. Their time is all up way to soon and I am ushered again by Peacekeepers to a fancy tribute train from the Capitol. When I get to the train station, I see Yami is already there. I also notice he has been crying, though I don't know how he is going to get people to overlook him. It will take a lot of crying for that. We stand on the train station while the cameras gobble up our images before we are allowed on the train and we speed away from District 12.

The tribute train is fancier than even the room in the Justice Building. We are each given our own rooms that have a bedroom, a dressing area, and a private bathroom with hot and cold running water. We don't have hot water at home unless we boil it. There are drawers filled with fine clothes, and Mai Valentine tells me to do anything I want, wear anything I want, everything is at my disposal. Just be ready for supper in an hour. I peel off my mothers blue dress and take a hot shower. I've never had a shower before. It's like being in a summer rain, only warmer. I dress in a dark green shirt and pants. At the last minute I remember Serenity's gold Mockingjay pin and pin it on my shirt.

Mai Valentine comes to collect me for supper. I follow her through the narrow, rocking hallway to the dining room. There's a table and Yami si sitting down already with a seat empty next to him. "Where is Tristan? Your mentor" Mai asks. "He said he was going to take a shower" replied Yami. I tune out the rest of their conversation when dinner arrives. A thick carrot soup, green salad, lamb chops and mashed potatoes, cheese and fruit, a chocolate cake. Mai keeps reminding us to save space because there is more to come but I stuff myself because I have never had food this good and this much.

After dinner we go into another room to watch a recap of the reapings. A few stand out in my memory as we watch them. A monstrous boy who lunges forward to volunteer form District 2. A fox-faced girl from District 5 with sleek red hair. A boy with a crippled foot from District 10. And most hauntingly, a 12 year old girl from District 11. She has dark brown skin and eyes, but other than that she is very much like Prim in size and demeanor. And when they ask for volunteers, there is no one to take her place. Last of all, they show District 12. Prim getting called, me running forward to take her place. You can't miss the desperation in my voice. Then Yami's name is called and we shake hands and they cut to the anthem again.

I go back to my room. 'Maybe, if I go to sleep, I will wake up back in District 12 where I belong' I think. Probably the drawers hold any number of nightgowns, but I just strip off and climb into bed in my underwear. The sheets are made of a soft silky material and a thick fluffy comforter gives immediate warmth. I let the train rock me to sleep.

Gray light is leaking through the curtains when the rapping rouses me. I hear Mai Valentine's voice, voice calling me to rise. "Up, up, up! It's going to be a big, big, big day!" I try to imagine for a second, what goes on inside her head. What thoughts fill her waking hours? What dreams come to her at night? I have no idea.

I put the green outfit back on and walk down to the dining car. "Sit down! Sit down!" Tristan says, waving me over. The moment I slide into my chair, I am served an enormous plate of food. I eat as much as I can being careful not to overdue it on the richest stuff. I also am introduced to a creamy brown liquid called hot chocolate. It is amazing. I drain my cup.

I realize I detest Tristan. "So you're supposed to give us advice," I say to Tristan. "Here's some advice. Stay alive" he replies. I exchange a look with Yami and I'm surprised to see the hardness in his eyes. I thought he was always so mild. "That's very funny" says Yami. " But not to us." Tristan considers his reply, then punches Yami in the jaw knocking him from his chair. When Tristan turns back to his chair I drive my knife into the table between his hands. I expect him to hit me but he doesn't. Yami gets up and goes to put ice on the red mark on his jaw but Tristan stops him. "Let it show" Tristan says. "It will tell the audience that you have already tussled with another tribute. And before you ask, yes it is against the rules but only if you get caught." Then Tristan asks me if I can throw a knife. I pull it out of the table and throw it at the wall. He gets up and sizes us up. Then he says, "Once you get in the hands of your stylists, don't resist." And then we are pulling into the city.