Whoa. Just whoa. You're an awesome person! Why you ask? Because you're reading this. :D

Anywho, just a mixed POV chap here, nothing to freak out about. We've got some Katniss, some Effie and even some Rosaleigh.

By the way, I found a mistake in one of my last chapters. Rosaleigh says "There's six victors." there's eight. Heh, my bad. But since there's eight, that means each one would get three tributes to mentor. I don't enjoy that.

So guess what? Enobaria and Beetee won't be mentoring. Enobaria will be helping with the Gamemaking, while Beetee will be helping make weapons for the tributes. Since both of them will be close to the Games they won't be able to fairly mentor, it'd be too close to cheating.

So only Finnick, Annie, Johanna, Haynitch, Katniss and Peeta will be mentoring. They won't get their tributes in that order though. I'll explain at the bottom.

Disclaimer: Well, I could come up with a creative way to say I don't own this, but instead I'm just gonna start the chapter. ;D

Katniss POV

I was kind of in shock. These tributes looked absolutely terrified. I didn't know what to think.

I tightened my grip on Peeta's hand and he squeezed back. He looked at me and smiled softly. That smile held everything I needed to be strong again.

"Alright," the escort said in her annoying voice. "Let's pick our next lady."

She reached her hand in and dug around for a few seconds. She pulled a slip and read the name. "Cleo Pierson!"

A young girl walked up there and smiled slightly. She looked scared, but still kept her cool. I admired all these tributes, not one of them has cried. Heck, that Avalon girl got smart with the escort and made my day.

The escort didn't ask for volunteers, thanks to Avalon, and just reached in for a boy. "Conor Templesmith!"

Claudius has a grandson? Huh. Who knew? He reached the stage and looked completely confident in his ability to win.

"Alright next tribute!" She smiled brightly and pulled out a paper that decided a young girl's fate. "Pandora Blake!"

She walked up to the stage and smiled softly at the crowd, she was at peace with the fact that she may die. She seemed almost okay with it.

"Let's see who the next male is!" She pulled a slip. "Macon Peterson!"

He reached the stage and also looked at peace with the thought of death. He smiled softly and then joined the other tributes.

"Alright," she reached in. "Artemis Lysix!"

She reached the stage and waved at the crowd in a cocky fashion. She was already getting too confident. Maybe there was a reason.

"Here we go," the escort grabbed a male's slip. "Embry Jamerson!"

He reached the stage and looked a little frightened but not so much that he was going to cry.

"Okay, only four more to go!" She smiled at the crowd. "Let's see who this next lady is." She pulled the slip. "Lysi Crane!"

Seneca. The man who let Peeta and me live and died because of it. This girl was related to him.

"Uhm, you pronounced my name wrong. It's like Lyza. But spelt like it would be pronounced Lissy." The girl smiled.

"My apologies." The escort smiled warmly and the pulled a male's name. "Azeker Snow!"

I froze and Peeta's grip tightened on my hand. My breath caught as the 16 year old made his way to the stage.

"Alright," the escort smiled, "let's do our last male first, to switch things up!"

She pulled a name. "Breccan Flickerman."

Caesar's grandson? What? He reached the stage and waved at the crowd with a smirk.

"Our last female!" She reached her hand in. "Jazilynn Snow!"

A thirteen year started to make her way to the stage.

"No!" A shout came from the seventeen year old section. "I volunteer!" A girl with brown and white hair ran up and hugged the little girl before she could even make it halfway there. She then straightened up and headed for the stage, leaving the little girl crying.

The scene was all too familiar to me. Memories of Prim flooded me and I squeezed Peeta's hand. He squeezed back, obviously thinking about the same thing.

"I knew someone would volunteer!" The escort shot Avalon a look as the seventeen year old reached the stage. Now is not the time for comedic relief woman. I thought to myself.

"What's your name?"

She didn't say it very loud so I only heard it when the escort repeated it. "Rosalee Snow everyone!"

"No, there's no Rosalee Snow. There's a Rosaleigh Snow though. It's lay, not lee. Got it chick?" She smirked. "So, your final tribute is Rosaleigh Snow. Enjoy me." She walked over and stood next to Breccan. They shared a look and I knew then that they knew each other. No, more than that. They loved each other.

Those poor children.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you," she flung her arms open, "the final twenty four tributes for the Hunger Games."

We all clapped out of respect for the twenty three who would die and then left as they went to say their goodbyes.

Rosaleigh POV

When Az got reaped I looked at Breccan, he was going to volunteer, we locked eyes and I told him no. Then he got reaped anyway. This couldn't be fair. Why does the world hate me?

I was in a little room for saying goodbye. My first visitor surprised me, it was none other than Caesar himself.

"I'm going to Breccan next, I just wanted to tell you that you've always been like a daughter to me." He smiled softly. "I'll be interviewing you later, but I feel like this is the last time we'll ever actually talk as us."

"It is. I won't come home." I wasn't about to cry, I couldn't. But my voice was cracking. "I don't know what to do. I want Breccan to make it out, but I want Az out too."

"Rose, Breccan won't come home. He will do anything he can to get Azeker home. He knows that's what you want. I'm sorry you two never got your fairy tale ending that you wanted."

"How did you know?"

"I know everything." He hugged me and then left.

Jazi ran in next, crying and jumping into my lap. "Rose! I love you!"

"Jazi, I love you too, but I need you to listen to me." I said sadly.

"Okay."

"This is the last time I'll ever see you. I want you to listen to Caspian. You need each other. When Azeker gets home please be nice to him. No more fighting. I know you're both older than I treat you but it's only because I've had to play mom for two years.

"I'm sorry that I haven't let you be thirteen. I've tried to keep you as a baby. You'll understand some day. Now go see Azeker." I hugged her tightly and sent her on her way. Caspian came in.

"I don't know what to say." He laughed awkwardly. We'd always been really close so this is probably killing him. "Give them Hell. Make sure you play by your rules and no one else's."

I stood up and hugged him. "Don't try and keep them young anymore. Let them grow up."

He actually cried. "Rosie, I love you. I'm going to miss you so much. You are the best sister anyone could ask for. You're sacrificing yourself for two of your siblings. No one else could do that."

"Sure they could, they've just never had to."

"Rosie please. Just don't lose yourself in there. I love you so much. You're one of the best people I have ever known."

"I love you too Caspian." I hugged him an tried not to cry. I hate the Games. "Please keep them safe. Don't let them be afraid. They have to know what I'm doing for them is okay, it's not something to cry about. It's something to honor."

He nodded and then his time was up. Before he left he handed me my favorite necklace. It was gold and halfway down the chain became a small mockingjay, then back to a chain before there was a tree, with a neuce on it. I had it made when I heard Katniss sing the Hanging Tree.

I smiled as I put it around my neck.

There was another knock on the door. Who could that be?

My last visitor was even more surprising than the first.

"Hi Rosaleigh." She smiled at me.

"Katniss Everdeen?" I asked. "Whoa."

"In the flesh." She smiled. "I won't be long, I don't even know if I'm allowed to be here. I just had to tell you something." I nodded and she continued. "I see so much of myself in you, the way you volunteered for your sister is exactly what I did. I didn't kill your grandfather on purpose, I really did mean to shoot Coin."

"Why?" I asked confusedly. The press said she was in shock and shot the wrong person.

"Because," she smiled sadly. "Your grandfather agreed not to lie to me."

"What does that mean?" I asked.

"I'll tell you later." She smiled before leaving the room.

What just happened?

Effie POV

I said goodbye to Ritzy about an hour ago. I was currently curled up in one of the beds on mine and Haymitch's floor of te Training Center. I was so upset.

I'd already taken off my wig and all my makeup, revealing my pin straight ash blonde hair and peachy skin. I just laid there. Ritzy was my little girl. I know she was only my niece, but we were so close. She called me her second mommy.

There was a knock on the door and Haymitch came in. He sat on the bed next to me. "Effie," he sighed. "I know you're upset about Ritzy, but you've got to understand."

"I do," I sighed. "We did this to you, now you're doing it to us. It's fair."

"Oh Effie." He pushed my hair back. "You look so much better without all that extra stuff."

I smiled softly at his attempt to cheer me up. "Thank you. I think."

I sat up and we just kind of sat in silence together. It was nice.

So what'd you think? Like, dislike, love, hate? I know the Effie part was short, I just didn't wanna slam romance in all of a sudden.

I cried during the Caspian/Rosaleigh scene. It was sad. :(

Anyway, the tributes will be assigned to mentors as follows;

First four - Annie

Second four - Finnick

Third four - Johanna

Fourth four - Haymitch

Fifth four - Peeta

Final four - Katniss

Simple plan there. Next chapter will include the chariots and such. :D So yeah.

Shout outs!

LouisVuittonLover - I'm glad you like her comment! That made me smile. By the way, yes, you did answer the question correctly. Hercules was the answer. :) Points for you!

TeamPeeta - I can't guarentee anything, but I can try! I don't usually get to update on Thursdays, but I will try. If I don't make it, I'll still dedicate the chapter to you! :)

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In this chapter, I named two of the boys after characters from books. Which two, and what book? Also, two of the girls are named after people from mythology, which two and who?

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Thanks for reading, stay classy. :)

~Coley

P. S. How should I do the chariot costumes? I haven't decided yet and want your opinions! Thanks dolls!