*A/N* Thank you to everyone who has read this far. I know that season 6 has already premiered (SO EXCITED :D) and Damon and Bonnie are obviously not in the Hunger Games but I'm going to try to continue with this whenever I find time. Please leave a comment it would mean so much to me :D *A/N*

Damon POV

Damon woke up the next morning to a knock on his door. He groaned and pulled the sheets up over his head as the door opened.

"Come on get up." Haymitch told him. "You better be glad Effie's with your friend telling her about the big big big day, now get up, get dressed, we'll be there in an hour."

Haymitch turned the lights on and left while Damon lay among the sheets in his bed staring at the ceiling. His dreams had been full of Elena and Stefan and Mystic Falls, and he wasn't ready to wake up to reality. Eventually he sat up and pulled on a black t-shirt since he had slept in his dark jeans and walked out into the hallway and made his way to the dining compartment. Haymitch was already sitting there with Katniss and Peeta as Damon arrived followed by Bonnie and Effie. "Smile dears, its going to be a big big big big day!" Effie chirped and grabbed a plate of breakfast that was set out on the table.

"Now we'll be arriving at the Capitol in about 15 minutes." she told them as everyone grabbed a plate. They ate withing moments and sat anticipating their arrival at the capitol. A beam of sunlight shined in Damon's eye and he squinted to see the tall capitol buildings in the distance. The more time passed the closer the buildings became, within moments they emerged from a tunnel into the capitol square filled by people. Bonnie came to stand beside him and look at the people, they were dressed as extravagantly as Effie was with different color hair and nails an sketchy make up. All the people were smiling and waving at them excitedly, Damon stared with wide eyes at the enormous crowd.

The people standing and waving were so excited so see them arrive dressed in their various outfits that were way to risque even for Damon's taste with flashy colors and hair. He stood there watching the people confused as to how people could be so happy at seeing people being led to their deaths every year. They had become so used to this annual visit where they were able to watch people die for entertainment. Damon knew that his own hands weren't the cleanest and that he had been the cause of misery for many people but deep down he was still human and at times he felt remorse but these people were human and should have felt some compassion towards these kids. But as he stood there watching these people from the capitol cheer he didn't see a single frown.

The train continued to rush by until eventually it slowed to a halt and Damon and Bonnie were hustled off the train and over the course of the next 20 minutes were separated and left laying on metal tables. Damon felt like he was a lab rat that was about to be experimented on and sat up on the table as the door opened and a guy walked in. He was dressed in an emerald green suit with green hair and green eyes the whole look gave him the appearance of being very snake like and Damon didn't like him one bit.

"What's happening?" he asked the man.

"You must be cleaned up so you are presentable before you are shown to all of Panem tonight." the man replied

"Presentable." Damon scoffed.

"Yes presentable." The man replied. "Now lay down."

"And if I don't?" Damon questioned.

"Then I will be forced to retain you either way you will lay down." the man commanded his green eyes glaring at Damon.

"I don't think so." Damon replied and grabbed the man's head. "Listen, we don't have to do this, I'm fine as I am, I don't need any 'cleaning up'"

"You're fine as you are." The man replied.

"Now leave and figure out when we get out of here." Damon told him and the man turned and left.

"Thank god these people don't know about vervain." Damon said to himself and got up off the table. Within moments the door opened again and a different person walked in. This man was different from the previous one he was darker with gold eyeliner and a single earring in one ear he had a different appeal than all the other captial people Damon had seen and wasn't as superfluous.

"Hello I'm Cinna" he greeted Damon and held out his hand Damon cautiously shook it staring at the man.

"Damon" he blutly replied.

"I heard that you were done cleaning up and I brought you you're clothes for tonight, others call it a costume but I don't like to think of the Hunger Games as dress up." Damon watched as he hung up the clothes and turned to face him, there was a sort sincerity about him that Damon appreciated almost as if he knew. Damon nodded "thanks" he replied and Cinna nodded back in a mutual agreement and walked away.

When Cinna left Damon walked over to the clothes hanging on the hanger. They were black and close to his usual style, closely resembleing a suit with black pants and shirt and a black jacket when Damon put them on he felt more like himself and walked out of the room though the door Cinna and the other guy had used. He emerged into a sort of waiting room. Looking around Damon found Cinna standing in a corner and walked over to him.

"The suit looks good on you." Cinna commented.

"Where is Bonnie?" Damon questioned.

"She's still getting ready and cleaned up." Cinna replied. "She should be out soon."

After a while Bonnie had come out and was wearing a similar black dress that matched his black suit. When she was ready they were shuffled off again and found themselves standing at the entrance to an arena near a black carriage pulled by black horses. Cinna stood in front of them explaining the effect of a fake fire that would not harm them. Seeing as it was one of the few things that could kill him Damon was a little wary of the flame in Cinna's hand that he was supposed to ignite himself with.

Fifteen minutes later they were standing in the carriage side by side covered in black like dark angels. The horses began to move following the carriage in front of them as 12 carriages filled the arena. As they passed the crowds cheered and roared Bonnie pressed a button and they were engulfed in flames that only caused the crowd to cheer louder. Cinna had been right and Damon couldn't feel the heat of the flame and where it touched his skin it did not leave a mark but the fire continued to lick at his sides as they rolled up under a podium that held President Snow. The President gave a speech congratulating the victors and nodded in their direction.

"Happy Hunger Games and may the odds be ever in your favor." He dismissed them.