Edit 6/17/19 I've changed the scores a few times during editing

How did I end up with two Peters, a Flynn, and a Finn?

I had to come up with some last names in this chapter, so I hope they aren't too bad. Some are from the circumstances in the original work - like Mithian Prince or Moana Motunui. Isi's I just to the last of her names - Isilee - and used that. Finn's comes from his mom, Gilsa. And so forth.

Disclaimer: The only thing I own now that I didn't own in the previous chapter is green stuffed dog I won by throwing beanbags at balloons. All rights to their respective owners.


Chapter 9

Let's Score (Almost) All the Tributes!

"Beatrice Prior."

Tris strode into the middle of the training field and grabbed the throwing knives.

The targets were too easy for her, but there wasn't anything else to aim for, so she resigned herself to hitting bullseyes.

Thunk.

One knife in the center. Tris aimed her second knife.

It slid in place right next to the first with a shriek.

Tris aimed her third knife. It hit the target right below the first two.

Tris turned to the game makers and smiled. "I think you get the idea."


"Arthur Pendragon."

Arthur picked up a sword and tested out its weight.

"Can I have a sparring partner?" He asked.

One of the trainers stepped into the ring, raising a sword. Arthur readied himself for the duel.

In the games, he would be relying on multiple skills – his tracking skills, hunting skills, and combat skills. But now he could only show off one, and he knew what was expected out of a career. And he was close to being the best swordsman in the games, if not the best.


"Peter Parker."

Peter landed on the ground without a sound.

His best ability was his traps, except he wasn't quite sure how to show that off properly. But his agility had approved almost magically after he was reaped, so that was what he decided to show off.

Spiderlike, Eugene had called it. Peter couldn't help but like that adjective.

He started running and launched himself up, parkouring his way up onto one of the larger targets. He did a flip just to show off, before jumping off and landing on the ground, once again without a sound.


"Wanda Maximoff."

Wanda sat down on the floor and stared up at the game makers.

Pietro had no doubt shown off his speed, as he always claimed to be the fastest boy his age. Steve had said he had used the weights, and Tony had bragged about his ability with the traps.

But Wanda didn't have any special talents like that. And even if she did, she didn't particularly want to show the game makers.

"What are you supposed to be doing?" One of the game makers asked.

"I'm showing off my ability to sit down," Wanda answered. "It's my best talent."


"Perseus Jackson."

"It's just Percy," Percy tried to tell the peacekeeper escorting him, but received no reply.

He was sorely tempted to do something stupid, just for the sake of it, but couldn't think of anything good enough to be worth it.

So he picked up a sword instead.


"Annabeth Chase."

"Give me a riddle," Annabeth asked. "Or a situation."

"What?" The gamemakers questioned.

"I'm trying to show off my greatest skill, right?" Annabeth replied. "Well, my greatest skill is intelligence. So test my intelligence."


"Harry Potter."

"You know," Harry commented. "I don't really like tests much, so I think I'll pass."


"Hermione Granger."

Hermione wished she had some awesome physical ability to show off. She had no idea what Harry planned – hopefully it wasn't too stupid – but she could tell some of the other tributes were likely remarkable. But she ended up at the poisonous berries stations, showing that there was one threat in the arena she knew how to face.

Besides, a low score would mean no attention, and if she, Harry, and Miri could just disappear, then poisonous berries might be the only threat she'd have to face.


"Ezekiel Jones."

Ezekiel landed on top of the brightest target block and ended his show with a bow.

"There's more of that coming your way," he said. "So I'd pay attention if I were you."


"Cassandra Cillian."

The trainer fell on the floor almost immediately.

"You see, there's more to taking down an opponent than just force," Cassandra explained. "There's pressure points in the body. I used to help out the town's nurse, so I know all of them by heart. Very useful thing, knowledge is."


"Carter Kane."

Carter easily disarmed the trainer.

It was dangerous to show how good he was to the other tributes – but a good score was worth a little showing off. A few sponsors would make a huge difference in the end.


"Sadie Kane."

"You know what my special ability is?" Sadie asked. "Talking. I can talk an ear off of anyone. Walt - that's my boyfriend, quite a nice catch if I may say so myself - says that there's no one in Panem who can talk like I can. And if I'm talking, then people are listening, and if people are listening, then they aren't swinging swords at me. Understand?"


"David Charleston."

He tried to do his best on the knife station, but he somehow knew he had a low score.

Oh well, he thought. I'll have time to prove differently later.


"Eugene Fitzherbert."

Eugene swung down from the ceiling support and picked an apple right from one of the game maker's plates.

"Thanks for the meal, boys," he said, crunching into the apple right next to the game maker's ear.


"Moana Motunui"

Moana thrust the javelin as hard as she could and tried to stay professional when it hit the middle.

So much for low-scoring, huh, Maui, she thought, a grin spreading on her face as she left the room.


"Anidori Isilee."

Fire-starting probably wasn't the most exciting skill, but it was what Isi was best at, so it was what she went for.

At least it was something.


"Jason Argo."

Jason landed in a roll and came up standing.

Athleticism was his strong suit. He was tall, and one of the older tributes, so even if his sword-work hadn't improved much, he could still hold his own.


"Miri Laurendaughter"

Miri tied the knot and the threw the dummy into the trap.

She tried to keep the feeling of satisfaction when it worked off her face.


"And the tribute scores are

District 1:

Peter Hayes - 8

Beatrice Prior - 9

District 2:

Arthur Pendragon - 9

Mithian Prince - 8

District 3:

Peter Parker - 6

Wanda Maximoff - 1

District 4:

Perseus Jackson - 9

Annabeth Chase - 9

District 5:

Harry Potter - 1

Hermione Granger - 4

District 6:

Ezekiel Jones - 6

Cassandra Cillian - 9

District 7:

Carter Kane - 7

Sadie Kane - 2

District 8:

David Charleston - 4

Megan Tarash - 5

District 9:

Eugene Fitzherbert - 6

Moana Motunui - 6

District 10:

Finn Gilson - 8

Anidori Isilee - 5

District 11:

Jason Argo - 6

Medea Helios - 4

District 12:

Steffan Sabetson - 4

Miri Laurendaughter - 4"


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