AN: The timeframe for each Reaping happens by district, every half hour. I'll put the times down right here.

D1: 9:00 AM

D2: 9:30 AM

D3: 10:00 AM

D4: 10:30 AM

D5: 11:00 AM

D6: 11:30 AM

D7: 12:00 PM

D8: 12:30 PM

D9: 1:00 PM

D10: 1:30 PM

D11: 2:00 PM

D12: 2:30 PM

Parades happen at 10:00 AM the next day

Capital, 10:38, Reaping Day

Jack Hunter had been head gamemaker for almost eight years, five of them under President Snow, and two under President Gold. This was his third under him, and Jack was feeling the pressure. Two years ago, when President Snow died of old age and Damien Gold took his spot as the new president, Damien had been shy, not really caring how Jack did his job, just making sure it happened. The next year, Damien asked for a bit more, but he still let Jack do his thing. This year, though, President Gold had become what President Snow had been. He threatened Jack's job numerous times, once saying that whatever happened to screw up the games in the arena, would happen to him.

That's what made Jack strive to create the best arena ever. His original team was now the heads of section.

Lenora Cruz, simulation head, made everything run smoothly, counting each move a tribute did and predicting the outcome.

Leo Greene, the muttation head, created each and every mutt. He also ran the Arena events. He was the idea behind the tsunami that wiped out half the tributes after they all started creating shelter in the 83rd games.

The final one, Derrick Klay, was the publicity head. Jack, of course, did interviews with Hannah Flickerman, the daughter of the late Caesar Flickerman, but Derrick was the guy who wrote the questions, as well as Jack's answers. He was the one who gave the tributes their cues as well, and he was the guy who gave the countdown for the parades.

Jack and his crew were watching the reapings, so far District Four had just finished.

"District Four looks like a challenge for everyone else, what if we make the cornucopia surrounded by a moat?" Leo asked.

"That is an excellent idea, Leo. I'll put it on this list. We really need to get the kinks figured out, though," Jack replied.

The arena they created was in what used to be Mexico, in a town called Cozumel. It had multiple shops, but also a coast. They had almost everything built, except any traps.

"Well, what about two? The girl seems alright, and the boy is TALL. Three looks like bloodbath material, once again, but you never know with them. One is sending some pretty average tributes, for a career district, and from what I've read, neither of the two have been to the academy," Derrick said.

Jack scoffed, of course they haven't. He couldn't have a set of interesting tributes. He figured he'd re-evaluate after he met them, but from what he's seen, Four seems to be the only tributes worthy of the title Career. And the girl barely had any muscle!

They watched each crew on the train, listening to every word said.

"Did you hear that, Jack? Sounds like another liar from One," Lenora said to him.

"Hmm? I wasn't listening," Jack replied. They rewinded the tape and listened to the conversation Nolan had with the one boy, who's name was Blake. It didn't raise Jack's opinion of the boy, but it sure raised his eyebrows. He may have some potential.

They made it to the Two train, and noticed the girl, scaring the hell out of the boy. She wasn't that bad to look at, either, even if she was only 17, which made Jack feel weird. She looked in her early twenties, and probably had the combat experience of a victor. They watched the scene, and then the mentors came in. Jack guessed they decided to change it up this year, because the boy got Paige, and she usually mentored the female.

They switched to the Three train, and watched as the boy took apart the power box, not getting rid of the power on the train.

"He's smart, I'll give him that. That is no easy feat," Lenora praised.

"Yeah, but he's from three, they could all probably do that blindfolded," Leo responded.

Jack smirked at the friend's playful bickering. Then his attention went back to the screen as he watched Finnick Odair, the winner of, not only the 65th games, but the third Quarter Quell (which had victors come back to the arena, but there could be two victors from that. They were Katniss and Finnick) be shot down by the boy from four. The girl just talked strategy with Sarah, like all the boring tributes.

Jack hoped there would be more interesting tributes, or he may have a hard time keeping his job.