Summery: Everyone has put up with the Hunger Games for years, but what happens when our beloved Hetalia characters are chosen to fight to the death? Hell hath no fury like a fangirls scorn.

Warnings: fan characters, violence, gore, death

We sit next to each other when they serve us lunch in the cafeteria. The one guy hates everything yet loves tomatos and the other guy seems to be way too happy for my taste. I'm talking about Romano and Spain, or as they are addressed as Lovino Vargas and Antonio Fernandez Carriedo. Hehe….those names sound funny. I also love to read off Antonio's name tag, it says Fernandez Carriedo. Hehe…Fernandez Carriedo, that's fun to say. So is the name Vargas, and Lovino. Sometimes I would just say those names to myself in my little cell. Am I in prison? I guess you could call it that. The people of your day or whatever time period you're in might call it the "nut house" or asylum. My name is Tetra Vanilla. I am about 23 and I am diagnosed as being "insane". The doctors use a much bigger word but to it's all worth Capitol shityness. I was brought here to my happy house at the age of 14 when my brother was selected for the Hunger Games, actually scratch that he volunteered for a cripple boy. But he wasn't just my brother, he was my twin. To think that he was so close to winning, so close to coming back home with vast riches and glory. But, unfortunately, he was beaten to death by the victor. Loosing my brother drove me to insanity and I was put here in the asylum. Now days I spend most of my time coloring the walls with crayons that the doctors give me and talking to Spain and Romano. Now why are Spain and Romano in here? I'm glad you asked~! Get this…..apparently those guys are nations. Obviously not nations of today's bitter modern world, but nations that lived in the past. Somehow they survived all those years and here they are as my café buddies! How knew, right? HAHAHAHA! The reason that they're in the little ol' nut house is because they claimed to be nations and were seen as "mentally unstable". Isn't that quite a laugh? But wait, there's more! There's another little guy here that is a nation! He's about 15 in human years so he has to participate in the reaping, bummer right? Luckily for me and my cell mates, even if you're young enough, don't take place in the reaping. Actually they don't allow us to. It's funny though, I mean who wouldn't want to see a bunch of crazy people killing each other? It sounds like fun! Anyways this guys name is Latvia, or Raivis Galante. He's a small little dude, I'll give him that. Oh I bet you're wonder what happens if he gets picked, aren't you? Well, there's this little group called Protect the Hetalians, or the PTH, that fights to protect these guys! I've been offered membership myself but I just smiled at them and said "I'll think about it". They probably found it creepy but I find this whole endeavor fun and delightful! But lets not forget that I'm crazy~! Anyways it was the day of the reaping we were al gathered in the auditorium so we could watch the reaping live. After all, there was no way in that they would let us out of our quaint little prison. We were allowed to pick our own seats but we must not get into arguments or fights. So I was able to find my café buddies Lovino and Antonio. I sat down next to them and smoothed down my hospital gown and clicked my white flats together. They looked at me and Antonio smiled at me.

"Buenos Dias Tetra, how are you today?"

I just giggled at his odd way of saying hello and clapped my hands. Lovino rolled his eyes at me and Antonio gave me a nervous laugh. The screen lit up and there was President Snowy himself. Hehe….Snowy, what a funny name.

"Good evening citizens of Panem! As a special twist to this year Hunger Games if a tribune is chosen they will not be able to accept a volunteer. That is all." And the screen went black.

No volunteers, hm? What an interesting development! It looks like District 1 and 2 won't get what they want LOL! The screen lit back up and it showed the circle place thingy with the stage and the people. When I saw the district rep I laughed loudly, Capitol fashions just entertain me! Of course, no one even turned their head at this, fore laughing was a common habit at our little nut house of fun. The rep welcomed us all and wished us a happy Hunger Games. I couldn't help but flash back to the year my brother was picked, that was a sad time to me. It is the one thing that makes me truly sad. The rep walked over to the glass ball (hehe, ball) with the boys names in them. They plucked one piece of paper out and walked over to the podium. Slowly they opened the paper and read the name.

"Raivis Galante!"

I heard Spain and Romano gasp, but I looked at the screen puzzled. Had my ears deceived me? Was little Latvia chosen to participate in the Hunger Games? He'll be alright, after all aren't the nations, like, immortal or something? But I guess~ the members of the PTH didn't want their cute little boy play in the Games. A whole bunch of girls broke out and attacked Peace Keepers. This was when the other inmates saw their chance at escape, fore they attacked the guards here as well. There was a lot of commotion around so I also took an opportunity. I stood up, strained my hospital gown, and gestured for Lovino and Antonio to follow me. The halls were empty except for a lovely shot gun I picked up along the way. When we were almost at the front door to the asylum a guard tried to stop us. When he gave me a warning I just smiled at him and shot his brains out of his head. Ah, the color of blood, what a pretty shade of red. Flipping my short black hair, I merely stepped over the fallen man and pushed the door open. Ah how nice it was to smell the fresh air once again. Why, I even saw the factories that I usually see from my cell window in person! Calmly, we walked to the outer gate. A few peace keepers tried to stop us but I just smiled and shot them down. When we at the outer gate I saw little Raivis and an older blonde girl with a sharp face. Apparently she didn't expect me to come, but didn't question me. The other members of the PTH were able to hijack the train and we were "asked" to get on the train so we could escape. By the smell of blood and sweat on everyone I was able to decipher that a certain someone started a little rebellion. What fun!

I just HAD to throw in a crazy girl! Crazy girls are awesome! Tetra kinda reminds me of Russia, ya know, with the crazyness. Oh well, let's just hope tetra doesn't get into too much trouble.

~ladyknights104