me: I would have got this up sooner, but I had writers block.

Angel: *groans* She rewrote this chapter about three times.

me: The M&G was harder to write then I thought!

Total: Well, at least you picked somethin.

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot. And it may seem like Hunger Games now, and may get very similar, but it's nothing like it.

me: Enjoy!

-Max POV-

When I stepped through the door, Fang was already sitting there, his back turned towards me. The M&G was more like anger management instead of meeting the person you're trying to kill. We have shackles around our ankles, binding them together in a chain only long enough for you to walk. It has to be clipped to one of those weight balls they use to drown people and those old movies you usually fall asleep in. It had a chain, too, but it was only about a foot long.

The Competitors have to be on opposite sides of a huge room the size of a football field. A middle school field, not counting room for the bleachers. But it was still ridiculous. Even though Fang couldn't reach her if he wanted too, and she knows he'd have to get past me to lay a finger on her, Ella still seemed afraid of Fang.

She's always been afraid of my Competitiors.

The Governor led us around Fang to the other side of the room. At least we didn't have to be length ways, like the field goals, but width ways like most school's bleachers. Why do they have all that extra room? I've been trying to find that answer for ten years. I was chained to the weight, feeling Ella grip my hand harder.

"You may begin," said the Northern Governor, giving Fang a nod. Both the Governors moved to opposite sides, like the home and visitor field goals. I don't know why. It would only take longer for them to get to us if a fight actually did break out. But it's been done for a hundred years, and they haven't killed each other before the Ring yet.

As always, I waited for the guy to begin.

Fang took the first bow. It's almost like a karate bow. Press your hands together in front of your chest and bow, only moving your waist. I returned the bow, grateful, mostly because the chains were giving me a rash. The Governers walked up and unshackled our ankles.

The bow is a sign that we will save violance for the Ring. If we trick our Governors and kill the other, which has been attempted once, we are prosicuted immideatly. The Competition is cancelled, and the other side gets the food supply, it doesn't matter if it has flourished or not. We're held in the dungons for ten years, and if that doesn't kill us, we're torchured to death.

They're just a little obsessed about enforcing the rules.

"Fang Griffith," he said, walking forward and holding out his hand. (A/N Since we really don't know who Fang's parents are, but we do know Iggy's and he's Iggy's brother, Fang would be a blood brother of Iggy in this story. So his last name would be Griffith.)

I slowly took it, being careful not to take chances. Just because attempted murder in the M&G usually backfires, doesn't mean he won't try it. "Max Martinez. This is my sister Ella." This is why I hate M&Gs. They're always super awkward. Like two enamies who meet again ten years after graduation to find that both of them have changed.

Ella waved. Fang's eyes met hers and he shot a half smile. Her finger twitched, but she didn't back away. She's gotten good at this.

Fang nodded and backed away to his original position. "How is Ella allowed to come?"

"I was young when I first came here. I wanted someone to come with me."

"Yeah," Ella said. "Because our Governor's cool. You're kinda scares me."

I heard a low growl from the side of the North Governor. I nudged Ella to try and tell her to stop talking. She looked up at me and frowned. "What? He's freaky!"

"Ella!" I hissed through my teeth. Fang's eyes were big as he looked toward his Governor. I followed his gaze. North Governor looked like a bull that was about to charge. Oh, goodness. "Be respectful, Ella!" Call me a hypocrite and I'll murder you in your sleep.

"He is! Even Daddy says so! He's so... so... freaky."

I could hear the pounding of the Northern Governor's boots as he quickly walked towards us. I turned around to see him practically on top of us. Southern Governor was running to try to stop him. I covered Ella as Fang dived between us as Northern Governor lunged at us.

-Fang POV-

I twisted my weight between one foot and another, waiting for Max to arrive. Governor didn't make any move for conversation, he'd just stare at the wall. I knew he wouldn't reply if I attempted.

I heard the door behind me open. I didn't move, neither did the Governor. The Southern Governor slowly led Max around me, a little girl holding her hand tightly. I waited as Max's ankle shackles were secured. She looked even more beautiful in person. It was clear that Lissa was a major stalker, because she was the girl from the picture Lissa took behind the bushes. She looked nothing like the girl on the fake email account.

"You may begin," said the Governor, as both of them backed into their corners.

If there's one thing I learned from Lissa's stupid site, it's that Max hates making the first move. I bowed, hoping she would do the same.

She willingly bowed back. The Governors unshackled our ankles too allow us to roam free. Great. I just made us sound like animals.

I walked towards her. "Fang Griffith," I said, and mentally punched myself for it. Real charming, Fang. I held out my hand to her. You idiot! my mind screamed at me. You have to KILL her, not DATE her! Sometimes all that little voice needs to do is shut up.

She hesitated to shake my head. I mentally slapped myself. "Max Martinez. And this is my sister Ella."

I glanced down at Ella. I'd never heard of it being allowed to bring another person in the Meet & Greet. Maybe it was on Lissa's site and I missed it... No. I wouldn't have missed that. I've read her sight in detail over and over again. Oh my goodness, I'm such a stalker.

I nodded and stepped back. "How is Ella allowed to come?" The words slipped out of my mouth.

"I was young when I first came here," Max explained. I bet her hair smelled like apples... "I wanted someone to come with me." I bet her breath smells like Spearmint gum...

FANG! SNAP OUT OF IT!

"Yeah," Ella said. "Because out Governor's cool. Yours kinda scares me." Oh no. This can't end well. Governor growled from the back of his throat. He was several yards away and I could still hear it. Apparently Max did too, her body turned tense and she glared at her sister. Never call Governor scary unless you want to die in your sleep. Seriously. Someone went missing last year after he mouthed off Governor. His sob story wasn't fooling anyone like he thought it would.

Max nudged Ella. She frowned and looked up. "What? He's freaky!" She almost shivered. I saw Governor turn from a deer in headlights to a deer ready to charge. You don't want to get in the way of a buck getting ready to flatten another. I've seen videos. They aren't pretty. I've never seen one in real life, though. Deer have been extinct for a century.

I heard Max whisper something to Ella. But my eyes stuck to the Governor. This will not end in their favor.

"He is!" Ella yelled. "Even Daddy says so! He's so... so... freaky!" That's it. It all happened in less then a second. Governor snapped, charging at them like a bull seeing red. The Southern Governor wouldn't be able to get there fast enough. I thought quick and tackled the Governor, covering Max and Ella. I bet this will end in death.

me: The next chapter, my dears, will be interesting.

Angel: Is someone really going to die?

me: I don't know. I wing things.

Total: You normally don't wing fights.

me: Okay, I already know the outcome. But you'll have to wait and see what it is! MUHAHAHA!

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