A/N: Thanks to Oxenstierna D. Yuki-Rin, RealFiction, ThatHufflepuff, mangesboy01, richards25, Flintlightning, District4girl, nevergone4ever and beauthg for reviewing!

For those of you who don't know (I imagine that's quite a few of you), the 66th Games is the setting for my first fanfic, 'Second Time Unlucky', from which this chapter is based.

Due to the rules and guidelines on this site, I can't use anything from 'Second Time Unlucky' in this chapter, and that causes me a few problems. Because I can't really add an event during the Games, this chapter might fall down a little as a chapter on its own, but I hope that it interests you enough for you to give 'Second Time Unlucky' a read to find out more.

Any of you who have already read my version of the 66th Games will understand that I'm eager to write this :)

P.S. If you hadn't guessed already, THIS CONTAINS SPOILERS.


"Late last night I had a dream, and she was in it again

She and I were in the sky, flying hand in hand

I woke up in a cold sweat, wishing she was by my side

Praying that she'll dry the tears, left on my face I've cried."

- Billie-Joe Armstrong, 1989.


The 66th Annual Hunger Games

Ludovic Robertson (15), District 4 Male

Green Day - Dry Ice (1989)


I just have time to see Julia wave at me before the capsule closes and I'm transported up into darkness.

Everything is black. I can't see a thing. Oddly, it feels incredibly peaceful. Like the calm before the storm that I know will arrive once I've entered the arena. For a few moments I have the opportunity, for what potentially could be the last time ever, to remember.

My name is Ludovic Robertson.

I am from District 4, and I am fifteen years old.

I am a tribute in the 66th Annual Hunger Games.

I am one of very few people in all of Panem to be reaped twice.

Looking back, I could have expected it. When Finnick volunteered for me at the reaping last year, he cheated the Capitol out of watching me suffer. Considering that my actions during the Games led to Finnick's dominant victory, it seems a little to coincidental that two of Finnick's best childhood friends have been reaped this year.

But I don't want to think about my district partner, Maddie. I can't afford to. Not now, after all these years. It might be better for me just to forget. But I don't want to, I won't.

Pushing my love to the back of my mind, I think about the events that have happened since the reaping.

Along with Finnick (he was chosen as my mentor) I was transported to the Capitol. My stylist Julia helped me to make a good impression on the first night in the Capitol at the opening ceremony. If I do say so myself, I guess I'm one of the favourites in the race for sponsors.

After that, I became a member of the Career Alliance. I might have had even less training than Finnick had before me, but I've got skill with knives; enough to score me an eight in training and book my place in the Career Alliance.I would adopt Finnick's strategy, but it's unlikely to work two years in a row, and I haven't got Finnick's physical prowess to help me pull it off. Even if it somehow worked, I'm sure the Gamemakers would put a stop to me before I won, anyway. They won't let the Games seem repetitive.

Thinking about the Gamemakers, there's a new Head Gamemaker this year; Tiberius Greenwood. That makes this year's arena even less predictable than usual. I've no idea where I'm about to end up.

I may not know where I'm heading, but I do know who I'm heading there with.

The other twenty-three tributes of this year's Games are an interesting bunch, to say the least.

Of course, there are the obvious Career types, Quintus Cato of District 2 stands out along with the girls from One and Two, Pearl and Remora. Then there's Robin Hurst of District 1, who I believe to be the underdog of the Career Pack; he's an insanely good archer (I've never seen better in the Games themselves than Robin's performance in training. I don't know how he only got a ten in training. He deserves more.

Outside of the Careers, many of the tributes are young, inexperienced and frightened, although a few stand out. There's two siblings from District 7; Blaine and Isabella Maguire. Their training scores were slightly better than average, I recall. Aside from that, i know nothing of them, but I know for sure that they'll be allied. I think they are the first brother and sister team in any Hunger Games in history. Then again, I might be mistaken; I've not seen all sixty-five Hunger Games on television, although I bet I've seen more than fifty.

Moving on from District 7, the highest-scoring non-Career is the boy from District 9; he's the tallest and strongest tribute in the arena, which is enough to compensate for his negligible training. If the arena favours him, he'll be a real threat.

Another even more dangerous tribute (potentially) is the girl from District 12; Sophia. She stood out (along with Quintus, Maddie and myself) at the opening ceremony, but none of us saw paid any attention to her until she scored an eight in training, and by then it was too late. I have no idea what she's capable of.

There's Maddie and myself, the tributes of District 4. Both of us are in the alliance, having both scored eights, despite neither of us having been trained. I don't know whether Maddie's ability is a good thing or not. Yes, thankfully she'll be able to survive by herself, but it increases the chances of the horrendous situation that I want to avoid at all costs:

An all-District 4 showdown as the finale.

I want both of us to get home, although I know deep down that it won't be possible.

But I know that I must find a way.

Just as suddenly as I was plunged into darkness does the bright light of the arena shine down on me as I emerge from the capsule.

Now the Games must begin.


A/N: No summary today, I'm afraid. If you want to know the conclusion to this Games, I've written over 80,000 words about it, so you'll be able to cover it in some detail.

If you enjoyed today's chapter, then please review! Constructive criticism is welcomed :)

P.S. Ludo was wrong about the Maguires being the only siblings to have competed in the same Games. Admittedly, the other siblings competed in the Games thirty-one years before he was born, but he was still wrong.