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District 5: Battler Stanson's POV

I sit back and watch that little Cinnamon girl get reaped. I wonder if she has a sister named Sugar...? Oh well, it doesn't matter. It's time they announced the boys, and I will be volunteering if they pick my brother. I don't care that these games don't involve killing people. I don't want him to get hurt in the arena.

"Battler Stanson!" Plutarch announces. Wow... Talk about ironic... I walk up to the stage and the representative, former Head Gamemaker, reads the Treaty of Peace. We shake hands as it is the custom for these games as well... Before we're led into the Justice Building.

District 5: Cinnamon "Cin" Reese's POV

I look in the full body mirror in my bedroom. I look absolutely beautiful in my white party gown, with matching high heel shoes. I have to get going so I go down to the kitchen and grab a breakfast bar. My parents are, as usual, grading papers for when school resumes tomorrow. I grab my breakfast bar and leave the kitchen.

"Bye mom! Bye dad!" I say to them.

"See you after the reapings dear!" my mom says.

"If I don't get reaped you mean!" I reply as I walk out the door. My parents never really cared much about me. I swear they should've adopted all of their students and disowned me. I've spent my entire life raising myself. I've read countless books, from edible plants to even my monthly gift from mother nature, and how to counter it. My parents never had time for me in their lives. Not even during the summer when school was out. They were always planning their courses and who would be in their classes the next school year in the fall. I walk into town square and enter the fifteen year old section. I sit in the back row, and hope nobody would sit next to me. I sit and listen as the mayor takes the podium and gives a run down of the history, the dark days, the Mockingjay Revolution, and finally a history of our victors. Then former head gamemaker Pultarch takes the podium to draw the girl's name.

"Cinnamon Reese!" he announces and everybody looks back at me. I'm of course a bit horrified that I was selected. I wonder how I'd let my parents know to bring me some clothes for the arena to the justice building? I get up and join Plutarch on stage. I shake his hand and ask him about my parents. He told me the mayor will take care of it.

District 6: Ezio Miles' POV

I see everybody in City Circle run screaming. Katniss Everdeen failed to kill President Snow. Instead, she killed President Coin. I stand here amid the chaos, wearing my family's special uniform, the white hooded uniform of an assassin. It's my turn now... I make my way to the laughing and dying President Snow. As he is held there, laughing so hard that he's coughing up blood. I'm only a meer child at the age of eleven. But I've been training in my family's lifestyle since I could walk. I'm already brave enough to take my first life. I want that first life to be President Snow. I walk up to him. Nobody else notices that I'm around. They're all too busy trying to restore order or taking Ms. Everdeen into custody. He looks down at me, and grins wickedly.

"So you're my grim reaper?" he says. "Kind of young to kill people aren't you?"

"No..." I draw the hidden blade in my right bracer. I'm tall enough to reach his chest, and I jab the blade into his heart. "I'm not..."

Then as quickly as I appeared, I leave, blending in with the rioting crowd...

That was one year ago... Now today is my tweleth birthday. And as a birthday present from President Paylor, who hired my family to ensure Snow was executed, my name was entered into the reaping. Not once like all other twelve year olds in District 6, but ten times. Talk about a lovely birthday present. I'm sitting in my seat in the twelve year olds section at town square. My tan skin looking good and clean, by jet black hair cut short, and even my pearl white business suit is looking spotless. I needed to look my best for the reapings, I know my uncle, parents and siblings are going to watch me either volunteer or get reaped. They said that it is a great honor among my family if I'm reaped and if I win the games. However that was for the Hunger Games. But these Memorial Games are way different than those, but still my family considers it an honor to be reaped for these games at least. They wouldn't think of me any differently if I come home after losing the games. We are the Miles Family, we are the leaders of a order of assassins scattered throughout Panem. We're hired by anyone who can offer the most money for our services. We were even hired by Paylor, to ensure that Snow died. Luckily she knew Katniss would kill Coins. Which paved the way for me, a once former assassin in training, to make the kill, my first kill. Now I'm a official assassin, but haven't been sent on very many missions. Mostly because of school... But oh well, I do need the education, can't take over the family business without a good education right?

District 6: Xelena Vanderbilt's POV

I sit through the history and list of victors from the Hunger Games, but they're all dead now... Killed a year ago in the Quater Quell, by the Career tributes no less. Peeta Mellark, the victor from District 12 took the podium and announced that the ladies will go first.

"Velena Xanderbilt!" he called, and I was a bit confused. As I wasn't expecting this! I wasn't expecting to be reaped so early in my life! I know these new games are non lethal, but that's besides the point! I can still die if I get bitten by a poisonous nake or accidentally eat poisonous berries, and if nobody is around to treat me! I relunctantly stand up and walk to the stage. I'm so nervous... Nobody volunteers for me at all. But since it's all laser tag with a twist, I guess the only way someone would take place, is if they want a shot at glory. However nobody wants to do that, looks like I get to share the glory with my partner, who is about to be reaped.

"Ezio Miles!"

Miles! That weird kid with the strange accent and the supposedly lost foreign language, and the mysterious kid who wears white! He's my partner! I know he's a true gentleman at his age, which is the same as mine, but he's weird when he speaks in that language that no one but his family understands. I think he was caught on camera, killing President Snow last year at Snow's execution. Yeah I do remember him killing Snow and even thinking he wasn't seen, but a cameraman who had ran away in the riot, left his camera running at pointed at Snow. Everybody in Panem saw it and nobody seemed to care, as long as Snow was finally executed for his heinous crimes against his own people. He walks up onto the stage and shakes hands with Peeta. Then Peeta reads the Treaty of Peace, the new treaty that signifies the peace the rebels fought won for... I shake hands with Ezio, who as usual kiseed my hand. I don't know what to feel right now. Maybe icky... after all a boy just kissed me and who knows if he has cooties.

District 7: Gideon Rathe's POV

I wake up and get dressed for the Reaping later today... Before I eat, I sit down and say a quick prayer to bless my food. I'm always praying and loving the Lord Jesus Christ with all of my heart. At least today is the reapings for the first ever Memorial Games, a non lethal team based version of the Hunger Games. I am glad that the games are non lethal.

While eating I think back to my reaping two years ago and the boy who took my place. I prayed for his salvation and I hope he was forgiven of his sins. As he was killed at the Cornucopia's infamous blood bath. By the boy tribute from District 2 no less. I prayed for all of those that died as well. No one deserves to be condemned to Hell. Not even the career tributes. I was part of the rebellion, and I was on the team to save the victors of District 12 and District 7, Peeta and Johanna respectively. That was my sole role in the revolution... Was to save those two and any others captured by the Capitol. After I finish my bacon, eggs and toast, I get up and walk to the town square. I see my good friend Mimi Madrone standing with her friends. Talking about boys, who they have a crush on, and what not. She notices me and waves a happy hello. I wave back and smile. Mimi and I both work out in the forests, cutting down and even planting new trees when we need too. We help provide the materials for paper and construction all over Panem. We all take our seats when the mayor takes the podium. He reads all of the necessary stuff, before handing everything over to our representative, who happens to be Johanna herself. She draws from the girl's bowl first.

"Mimosa Madrone!" she announces, and I can't help but feel that the choice was a wise one. Mimi would do very well in the arena. However I feel she won't last long, as everybody will have learn how to handle a firearm. Since the weapons to eliminate other tributes are laser guns. But I think she will do just fine. Even if she doesn't make it to the final eight. I wonder if I should volunteer, and be by my friend's side for these games? I think I should, since it's non lethal, and I don't worry too much about dying. Plus I can be of better help to my team, with Mimi by my side. We're two of the strongest teenagers in District 7, plus I learned in the rebellion to handle a firearm. Johanna pulls a name out of the boy's bowl.

"Zane Efreet!" she announces. I immediately stand up and shout...

"I volunteer!" I walk up to the stage and receive a re-assuring nod from Zane. He knows that I would be a better choice than him in these games. He knows about my time fighting in the revolution, and that I wanted to win in that boy's honor from two years ago. I take the stage as Johanna reads the Treaty of Peace. Mimi and I shake each other's hands. Our fate as tributes has been sealed with that single handshake. It was time for us to represent District 7 to the best of our abilities.

District 7: Mimosa "Mimi" Madrone's POV

I was talking with my friends in my best formal clothing at the town square. I looked over and saw Gideon walking by and I give him a hearty wave in greeting. He waves and smiles back at me. When the mayor takes the podium, we all take our seats and listen as he reads the usual and new information that we all have to sit through, then he invites Johanna up to the podium to draw the names of the tributes. She goes to the girls' bowl and draws a name. Reading it out loud at the podium.

"Mimosa Madrone!" I hear my name and casually walk up to the stage. I take place on the side of the girl's bowl. Then she draws the boys' name, and read that one aloud.

"Zane Efreet!" Just as Zane was about to walk up to the stage, I saw Gideon stand up.

"I volunteer!" he announces, and Zane knew that was his cue to go back and sit down. Gideon takes place on the opposite side as mine, when Johanna reads the new Treaty of Peace. Then we shake hands as we're escorted into the Justice Building.

District 8: Kapranos "Kap" Dunn's POV

I sit with my group of friends in the fourteen year old district. Instead of a representative, we have a jumbo screen set up for the reapings to be done in the Capitol. The mayor takes the podium and reads the history and all of that new stuff. I can't pay attention, because the revolution ended last year. Unless you were just born this year, then you wouldn't know it until you were older to understand. When he was done he asked for the screen to be turned on and a woman with tan skin, pink eyes and dark hair stands in front of the camera. In the main foyer of the presidental mansion no less. I reconize her as the Head Gamemaker's fiancee, Elvis Devon. She reaches into the boy's bowl first, a tradition that rarely happens.

"Kapranos Dunn!"

"I immediately get up and walk to the stage. Awaiting my partner for these games.

District 8: Diana Cowelled's POV

I notice that Kapranos of the local street gang get reaped. I don't know whether I should be nervous or not. But hey these games are non lethal right? So I shouldn't have to worry about being sent to my death. The woman on the screen then drew the girls name.

"Diana Cowelled!" she announces over the speaker system. I get up and join 'Kap' as everyone calls him on stage. The woman looks at a piece of paper, the Treaty of Peace. She begins reading it.

"It is on this day... that the men, women and children who lost their lives for the peace and brighter future of Panem..." she started saying. "Shall be remembered in these Memorial Games. A testament to the sacrifices made by the fallen tributes of the Hunger Games and the fallen soldiers of the Mockingjay Revolution. With this signed treaty, the Peacekeepers of Panem and the Rebellion of District 13, have united as one to preserve the peace of Panem. With these Games... Future generations shall know of the sacrifices made and will honor the lives lost on this day... So it is therefore that I say, may the odds be ever in your favor tributes. Please shake each others hands."

We shake hands and are led into the Justice Building...

"Phoenix" girl's POV

I sit at the kitchen counter in whatever building I'm inside of right now. The walls are all plain white with bright white lights hanging from the ceiling. The room I'm in with others is about the size of the gym in the training center I was in two years ago. The others and I wear the same white jumpsuits, with our designated numbers on the left breast portion of our tops. On the back is the Phoenix, which is what we were told it was when we were given the jumpsuits to wear. They're watching the reapings for these Memorial Games. The masked man running this facility has plans for these games. His plans include turning them into the Hunger Games by sending in stolen Mutts to kill the poor tributes.

I sit on a stool, wtaching the live coverage of the reapings on the large flat screen TV. The others sit one couch or floor of the living room. Actually it's all one big room. The kitchen area that I'm sitting in is only a few feet away from the kitchen area. i sit there, watching the reapings while drinking from a juice box. The door to our living area opens and a new girl, a new Phoenix enters, she has blond hair and blue eyes, with a lighter shade of skin than the District number it has in her designated number, which is District 12. I can't quite place my finger on it... But she looks familiar, or at least I've heard about her from a friend... but that was two years ago in the Hunger Games. She walks over to the refridgerator and grabs a juice box and sits down with the others. Looks like she'll fit in very well here... For the rest of her life second life...

Author's Comment: If you can guess who that last person is... Then PLEASE keep it to yourself, until I reveal who it is in a very later chapter. So yes don't go revealing who you think it is UNTIL I say so... There are some plot twists that I want to keep a secret. And the identities of those called Phoenix is one of them. But you can guess who that girl is from the description I've given. But please keep it to yourself. I don't want you to spoil the plot twists.

Okay one more reapings chapter and I'm good to go. So I need more tributes, for the girl of District 9, both for D10 and a boy for D11. And let's not forget both for District 13, maybe a couple of former teenage rebels that didn't do much fighting in the war because of their age maybe? That would be am idea. So here is the final list of the tributes I'm in desperate need of...

District 9 boy: Corey Dammerson

District 9 girl:

District 10 boy:

District 10 girl:

District 11 boy:

District 11 girl: Riri Lorento

District 12 boy: Azrael Lupine

District 12 girl: August "Sunshine" Kristile

District 13 boy:

District 13 girl:

Remember I need your tributes ASAP! I will not be able to get the last reapings chapter up without a full list of tributes!