I think everyone who wants to be in has submitted, so I'll get started. I have a few Tributes set to be the first Career, so I just say they're all really early Careers and leave it vague.

Tritium Paine POV

What is this, some sort of joke?

I knew I didn't win. I remembered dying, as freaky as that was. My own District partner killed me. Screw Chalcedony and screw the Games. I thought that was it, but here I was back in some Capitol hospital. Did they do this to the others, too? I could only assume it was some nefarious experiment with subjects no one would miss, since we were all dead.

Some flashy Capitol broad came into my room and waved at me like this was a party. It took me a minute to recognize Philomena. She looked awful.

"What did they do to you? And what did they do to me?" I asked. She humphed and put a hand to her chest.

"I hope you don't mean what I think you mean," she said. "Anyway, I didn't think I'd see you again. Not after the first Resurrection Games."

"What do you mean, Resurrection Games?" I asked. I had a horrid premonition that I knew what she was talking about, but I didn't dare voice it.

"You get to go back into the Games and try again. I do hope you do better this time," she said. That was what I was afraid of.

When I was around my little sister and brother, I was always careful to watch my Career language. Philomena did not have that protection, and she fled the room at my barrage of profanity. This was worse than the experiment. I learned one thing from the Games: that I knew nothing about them. They weren't an adventure. They were torture. I hated every second of them and only wanted to win so they'd be over. They were over until some Capitol mad scientist dug me up and shoved the life back into me. I was probably just going to die all over again. Screw that too.

Jynx Susurrus POV

I knew right away. There was nothing else it could have been. I waited for Philomena to show up and started peppering her with questions.

"Did Victory win?" I asked. Her face lit up and my spirits raised.

"No!" she said. "It was simply splendid! Out of nowhere, Nubu took the crown. Usually I'd root for you two, of course, but he's just so dreamy." Capitolites. I had to brace myself for the next question.

"How long has it been?" I asked.

"Just a year. Between you and me, I don't think Galba likes Nubu. That's why she did things this way this time around," she said.

"Is Victory here too?" I asked. I didn't think about the last part of her answer until I'd already asked another one. Victory and me were rivals, but she was still competent. Honestly, my chances were lower if she was around.

"Yes, she's here too. I hope you two won't fight so much this time. It reflects poorly on One," Philomena said.

"I don't know. Wait, how did Galba do things differently? You just mean the Resurrection thing?" I asked. Philomena smile again and I got ready for some other horrible answer.

"That's the best part. I have a much better chance of bringing a Tribute home this year, even better than most years. This time, it's all Careers!"

That certainly changed things. Victory and I couldn't afford to bicker anymore. In fact, we might be each other's best hope.

Rapture Kai POV

Kill me once, shame on me...

My first thought was that I hoped Shogo didn't win. I didn't expect it to be Kazuo. He seemed too soft. Whatever, good for him, let's get this show on the road.

"Diamond's here too, right?" I asked Philomena. I wondered if she was running between all of us from One. They must have staggered the resurrections so she could see everyone.

"Don't worry, she's here," she said. That was the only thing I was afraid of, and now I could go and win the Games. Both of us, hopefully. The rules were already bent for the Resurrection Games. Philomena said Galba wanted a Career to win, and two Careers was better than one.

Whatever the Arena was, I hoped it was better than last time. Nothing could be worse than that mutt. Last time was supposed to be about resurrection or something, so they chose a rainforest. Whatever that meant. Maybe this time it would be Heaven. I could fight an angel. Stupid harp-carrying hippies.

I had to laugh. Heaven was about to meet the Careers. We'd be like fallen angels. Hell was coming to invade Heaven.

Glaudius Gold POV

I must have won. It was dicey there for a minute. That weird were-crocodile tore into me and that other boy, and I wasn't sure who was going to die first.

I didn't recognize the Capitol woman who came into my room. She wasn't like my escort Antigone. This woman was all dudded up and weirdly sultry for an older woman.

"Are you another stylist? I'm ready for the Coronation," I said. She cocked her head and wrinkled her nose like I'd said I was ready to shoot some aliens.

"Coronation? Oh, honey, you didn't win. You died," she said.

"What?!" I said. I sat up and looked around. She couldn't fool me. I didn't know what happened after death, but this wasn't Heaven. Or maybe Hell, in my case...

"This is the second Resurrection Games. It's only Careers this time. As one of the first, you were selected personally by Galba," she said.

There was too much to even start thinking about. Resurrection Games? Second? Only Careers? They must have really taken off. My stomach sank and I felt dizzy, like I was standing on the edge of a cliff.

"What Games is this?" I asked, and my voice cracked.

"It's been a long time," the woman said, and my heart started to race. How long had it been? Was I a thousand years in the future? I would be a relic. The world would be unfathomable.

"It's the fortieth Games," the woman finished, and I was as relieved as I was horrified. I'd been dead over twenty years. My parents were probably dead. Everything I knew was different. I wouldn't even recognize my District. The Academy must have changed, too. I'd be fighting against a generation of Careers trained from birth. Nothing was the same. Nothing but death.