Luxe Cressa

Luxe stood, in the front of his group, eagerly awaiting for 3pm to chime on the clock of the Justice building. This was his year. He was finally going to be a tribute, representing District One. And he would win for One, too. He stared around, at the faces of terror on nearly everyone in the crowd. They were more afraid than ever of the Games this year, what with their chances of being selected being four times higher, but Luxe knew they'd all be able to go home happy tonight. The Academy had easily found eight willing people this year. As he turned around, Luxe found them easily in the growing crowd. The other boy his age, Cassio, was standing in the middle of the age grouping. Cubic, who he'd had a crush on since he met her at the Career Academy, over with the 16-year-old girls. Before he could locate the rest of One's Careers, the bell of the clock chimed three times, signaling the start of the Reaping. Luxe quickly turned around so he wouldn't mi ss his last chance to enter the Games.

Star Cyrus

Star watched silently as the District Escort, Moria Padgette, strolled out onto the stage. She was dressed in her usually blue and green color scheme, with crazy curls, and large feathered hat, and an insanely frilly dress. Star could feel her father's eyes staring her down from his spot up on stage, silently willing her to volunteer. She wouldn't disappoint him, as much as she wanted to. As a former victor, her father had leeway with the Academy, and had made sure that Star received extra training, even whe she just wanted to be at home. Her mother, also a Victor, was seated quietly beside her father on stage. Mayor Tylon had already introduced all of the victors. Now, it was Moria's turn to choose the tribute that Star would volunteer for.

"Ahem," said Moria, regaining the crowd's attention. "The first tribute for District One in the Fourth Quarter Quell is… Beryl Yorrin." Star looked around for the girl. She walked to the middle aisle from her place among the 14 year olds, and from where Star was standing she could see the girl shake with fear. Knowing her father's glare was upon her, as much as Star wanted to keep quiet and live out the rest of her life here in One, she stepped from her place in the crowd and shouted, "I Volunteer!"

Cubic Zirconia

Cubic watched as Star claimed the first spot as a tribute. She wasn't a huge fan of the girl, who was the daughter of two victors, had all this extra time to talk strategy, and didn't even want to be a Tribute. Cubic had worked herself to the bone training for this day, and she planned to be the last one standing in the end. Of course, she had her choice of partner to win with her. She noticed Luxe staring from his spot with the oldest of the boys, and though he had quickly looked away, she saw the longing in his eyes. He might be a clueless romantic, but the boy was strong, and Cubic could use him to win, so she played into his feelings.

"Our next female tribute shall be…" Moria's high voice brought Cubic back to reality. This was her turn, and she would make a show of how brave she was, to be saving some poor child from death, bringing joy to their family. Blegh, Cubic was tensed to run for the stage.

"Miss Raquelle Ca-".

"I volunteer!" Shouted Cubic as she pushed her way forward, even knocking one person to the ground in her path to the Hunger Games. She climbed the stairs effortlessly, despite her green dress covering her feet. Moria held the microphone to introduce her, but Cubic beat her to it.

"My name is Cubic Zirconia." She said in a proud voice. With that, she took her place next to Star.

Alpha Wild

"My my, two volunteers already. This will be an interesting year. Now, let us welcome our third female tribute." As Moria walked over to the Girl's Reaping ball again, Alpha looked over to Shine, standing in the front of the girl's section. It was her turn to volunteer; Shine was supposed to go fourth. But then Moria called out the name, and all Alpha could could remember about Shine was that she couldn't be trusted, being a Career.

"Omega Wild". Alpha looked to her twin sister, standing right beside her, and knew that Shine would just have to go last. Alpha darted from her spot and into an open area.

"I volunteer as a Tribute," she shouted. She saw Shine turn around and give her a death glare, but Alpha didn't care. Now she was assured that Omega was safe, and as she went forward to the stage, she waved to her sister. On stage, she was able to see to the back of the crowd, where her parents stood watching. Alpha knew her father never wanted one of his girls in the Games. His family wasn't even originally from Panem, so to go from that alien culture to this must be hard on him. But this was something Alpha wanted. She wanted to being something of worth to her district, and this might be her one shot..

Shine Lumenis

That bitch! Shine glared at Alpha as she walked from her spot to the stage. Everyone had agreed on the order of volunteering, and if Alpha couldn't follow that agreement, how was Shine supposed to trust her in an alliance in the arena? Perhaps Alpha wasn't cut out for the Career Alliance, perhaps she's end up a bloodbath fatality. Shine smiled evily at the idea. She noticed the girl standing next to her back away at the smile. Shine knew that not many people actually liked her. Let's face it, Shine was mean, stubborn, and vicious. She wanted to win these games so bad that she tried helping one of the new careers-in-training win a spot in the games just so they'd be easier competition. She didn't care how may little kids' lives it took, she would win these games, even if it meant single-handedly.

Finally, Moria walked back to the microphone with the last name in her hand. Shine had her strategy all planned out. This would earn her sponsors.

"Our final female tribute from District One is…" She drew out the suspense as much as she could. "Linki Fayler."

The girl standing next to Shine gasped in horror. She knew the girl, Alyssa Fayler, and guessed the girl was her younger sister. When the young girl stepped from the section of 14-year-olds, Shine put on her face. She looked at Alyssa with a painful look, then called above the crowd.

"I volunteer," she shouted, and ran to Linki. Shine ushered the girl back into her group, and started a good fake cry as she walked to the stage. The Capitol would eat this up. As Shine took her place on stage, Moria brought the microphone over, asking her name.

"It's Shine," she fake choked out. She hadn't told the other girls she was planning this, so it wasn't a surprise that they looked confused. It didn't matter, she was heading to the Arena.

Cassio Marony

Cassio waited anxiously through the girls' reapings, getting ready to take his place as the first male tribute. As Moria reannounced the girls, he looked over at Luxe, standing next to him. They had come in first and second in the academy, winning the right to volunteer for the Quell. Of course, Cassio would come in first in the Arena. He quickly shook all the thoughts from his head when he saw Moria draw the first paper from the boys' Reaping Ball. This was his chance to live up to the family legacy of winning. He quickly spared a glance over at his parents and his sister Kari, standing with the group of past victors. His other sister, Marcel, had died close to the end of her games, but he wouldn't follow in her steps. He was too strong to lose.

"Our first male tribute is… Luxe Cressa!" Cassio looked over at Luxe. He knew the protocol if this was to happen. Technically, there wasn't supposed to be a career academy, so it would look odd if someone volunteered for Luxe and then he volunteered for someone else. Cassio was forced to let Luxe through to take his spot on stage. Without waiting, Moria pulled the next name and called out "Garrett Gray". Cassio made his way to the aisle, pushing Garrett out of the way.

"I Volunteer!"

Bronze Nexton

Bronze stood waiting for his turn to volunteer. He sometimes wished that the Escort would just ask for volunteers first, so the Careers could just take their places, and not have to stand waiting. It was boring most of the time. He wasn't excited about volunteering, in fact he was thinking that he'd be the first Career to die in the Arena, but Bronze had to do this for his mother. She was living off his tesserae, and he had to win if they ever wanted to have a life worth living. So he'd joined the Career Academy, to prepare himself for this. He wasn't as strong as the other males Careers, so this was his only shot to make it to the Games. The Quell for him was a good thing. Even though he wasn't planning on winning, he was going to try his hardest, and then he would…

"Bronze Nexton! Where is Bronze?" He heard Moria call. Reaped? He didn't even have to volunteer? Bronze wasn't sure how he felt about this, because he'd just lost that one chance he had to back out, to go back home with his family and make it through somehow. Now, he was going to the Capitol.

Glint McCray

Finally, it was Glint's turn. He was slated to go third, but because Bronze, who had only won a slot in the Games because the Quell said there'd be four male tributes, was forced to go last. He waited impatiently for Moria to grab that last slip, walk it back to the stage and call the name "Kile Joville". Glint shot forward towards the stage, shouting all the way. "I volunteer. I volunteer!" He didn't even bother announcing himself to the crowd, because Moria took the microphone and start her ending speech.

"And there you have it. Give a round of applause for your tributes in the 100th Hunger Games and the 4th Quarter Quell. Here they are one more time. We have Star, Cubic, Alpha and Shine for the girls. For the boys we have Luxe, Cassio, Bronze and…" she stopped at Glint, not knowing his name, and he was forced to do it himself. "Glint McCray," he said harshly, handing her back the microphone he'd taken. She left it at that, and ended the ceremony. The Peacekeepers came to take everyone inside to the Justice Building for last goodbyes. Glint knew at least six members of this group would not come home. He would not be one of them.