Hi, I have decided I will be doing the train rides sort of like the reapings. District's 3 and 4 will each have there own chapter, and the rest will have short points of views like the reapings. Also for the few of you who are reading this story but don't have a tribute I need some help with some things for the arena so pm me and I'll let you know what I need. Good luck and may the odds be ever in your favor.

Disclaimer: I do not own the hunger games. All rights go to the incredible mind of Suzane Collins.

Kasi Pimonae's POV

Me and my best friend Alula Santana are standing in the square talking with my other friends Vivian Proser, Leah Catrith, and Ivy-Anne Jackson. We are just standing there like it was a normal day talking. But today isn't a normal day. Today is the reaping. We are all trying to ignore the subject but being roped off with all the other 15 year olds in district 9 including our enemy Lyle Jackson who normally wouldn't be seen in the same room with us. Alula's favorite hobby is kicking her, but only because she's stuck up.

"So Kasi do you think you would stand a chance if you got picked?" I hear Vivian ask.

"To be honest Viv, I don't know."

Before she can say anything else our escort a women name Geraldine walks on stage. I think geraldine is the best escort someone could ask for. She doesn't wear make up like the other escorts, her hair is well it's hair. Not dyed, not a wig, it's natural. And well let's see she hasn't pulled my name out yet.

"Now district 9 I won't waste your time with a speech. Let's get right to it. For the girls we have Kasi Pimonae." Oh no that's me. I won't win. But I can't die. Leonardo is only 6 and doesn't get death. Wait a second I'm a survival escort.

Rye Grain's POV

I remember what Daniel said to me two years ago when he was reaped.

"If you ever get reaped look the capitol straight in the eye and tell them I'm not afraid of you. And make sure to die of your own hands not another tributes."

Even though that was two years ago I still don't know what he meant. Did he mean that I should try to win if I was reaped, do what he did and eat nightlock or be killed. Daniel made it out of the bloodbath with nothing. He then started looking for something. He finally found it. A bush with berries. Daniel plucked them off the bush, said aloud nightlock and popped them in his mouth.

I'm now 12. It's my first year being reaped and no one is hear to comfort me. I'm an orphan and the people in the orphanage don't care if we're reaped. They just think one less mouth to feed. And when Daniel died they told me tough luck kid. If I get reaped no one will say goodbye I'll just sit there abandoned.

"Now district 9 I won't waste your time with a speech. Let's get right to it. For the girls we have Kasi Pimonae." I watch a girl from the 15 year old section get up. She has a pink skirt and white blouse but nothing fancy. She smiles and looks confident.

"And for the boys we have Rye Grain." I gulp. That's me, that's when it clicks though. What my brother meant.

Terra Mason's POV

Please, please, please, please don't be me. I know my life right now sucks but it's better than dead. My step-mom hates me. She makes me sleep in a barn with our donkey. She favors my brother and step-sister because they're stronger than me. Like right now I'm wearing jeans that wear to small for my younger brother(who is smaller than me), a scratchy red shirt my sister didn't want and boots that are completely worn down. I look like a cowgirl with my sickly blonde hair braided.

The mayor walks on stage. He looks grave.

"Um...hi. I have some unfortunate news. Our escort has been killed. A cow got loose and attacked her. So I will be drawing the names and the capitol is sending someone named Paris here to bring you to the capitol. Well I guess I should call the names." A cow got out? That's not very likely but whatever.

"Now the girls name is Terra Mason."

Volos Bell

Why hasn't Solansia gotten here. She is never late. I can't wait for her to get here. I will volunteer and win for district 10. I will get in the career pack and be unstoppable. Even though I'm only 13. I then decide to watch for her. The mayor has already given the speech about the treaty of treason and has diapered. He then come back on stage sort of shaking.

"Um...hi. I have some unfortunate news. Our escort has been killed." KILLED? Wait I need to volunteer. Who will draw the names?

"A cow got loose and attacked her. So I will be drawing the names and the capitol is sending someone named Paris here to bring you to the capitol. Well I guess I should call the names." How did a cow get loose? They were locked up.

"Now the girls name is Terra Mason." I see a skinny week girl walk up to the stage. I think she has a brother my age. Jonathan Mason or something.

"And for the boys, Le..."

"I volunteer as tribute." I hear myself say. With that I walk up to the stage.

Sappire Flash's POV

My mom said not to worry. She said I wouldn't be picked. I am only 12 after all. I have no tessara. Only Alexander does. He's 17 and has tessara. I hope he doesn't get picked. I hope I don't get picked. Leah and Lee my best friends are 13 and weren't picked last year. I probably won't be picked. But what if I do?

"Good afternoon district 11. Now who is ready to hear those names?" I don't get why capitol people like seeing innocent children fight to death but who knows?

"Can I get a drum roll please?" After we all give her a drum roll she announces the name.

"Sappire Flash." I immediately start crying. Mostly so I can appear week though. I slowly make my way up to the stage.

Black Cob's POV

I watch as a girl name Sappire is called. I uncross one of my fingers because Elana won't be called. Now I have to hope it's not me or Red. If red get's called I'll volunteer for him. Roy and Coy each said they'd volunteer for the other one. I just can't get called though, no one will volunteer for me. And mom can't loose another child. She lost Blue in the 25th games. No one liked Blue except for her family. Elana wasn't even born yet.

"And now for the lucky boy can I get another drum roll?" Finally she calls the name.

"Black Cob." That's me. I'm 16 and going into the arena. This sucks. Roy and Coy both push me up but it takes a while to get up.

Valernia Lane

Today is the day I avenge my sister. Ever since my sister died in the final 3 when I was 13 I have been determined to avenge her. I have trained for these games and will win them along with bringing victory to district 12. Not only have I worked on physical training since I was 13 but survival skills. I'll join the careers and then betray them. The only thing stopping me is the escort hasn't pulled a name out.

"Now district 12 I will draw the girls name." I get into a good position to volunteer. Though I don't need to know one will volunteer.

"Victoria Justice." The baker's daughter. I never liked her. She was stuck up. If it wasn't my last year I'd let her die but here goes.

"I volunteer." I state this as loud and clear as I can then make my way up for the stage.

Coal Hartsell

I watch as Valernia volunteers. She looks kind of cute but I have Felecia. I think I'll plat the escort when I volunteer.

"Now for the boys, Drane Maine."

"I volunteer as tribute." Once I'm up on stage the escort(who's name I can't remember says something.

"My my. 2 volunteers from district 12. What are your names?"

"I'm Valernia Lane."

"Why does it matter what my name is if I'm only a tribute?"

"Well darling you see people will need to know your name if they sponsor you. Right?"

"Okay then call me the future victor of the 33rd annual Hunger Games."

Before the escort can reply Valernia cuts in.

"His name is Coal. Coal Hartsell." All I do is glare at her. In return she sticks her tongue out.

Okay I'm finally done with the reapings. The next chapter will be districts 1 and 2 goodbyes. Be sure to vote on the poll. And about sponsoring your tribute, if your tribute really needs something PM me and I'll give you a 5 question quiz on the hunger games trilogy. Depending on your score you will get something. Questions will vary based on what your tribute needs.