Episode Eighteen: The Divergent Games
Episode Eighteen! Yay! Thanks for the reviews guys!
TDU, Conductors Room
"Last time on TDU," Chris began. "Contestants had to go to Laven—ahem, You-Know-Where, no, not Voldemort's butt, and participate in a fear challenge. When Tails was struck by lightning, Ferb revealed to Angel that he had been possessed by the doll. Tails gave up his own soul to destroy the doll, then killed himself, finally pushing Angel to say 'I love you.' About time, right? In the end Tails was revived by Angel with the help from a Channeller. Or was it a Channeller? The Tails Doll might be gone, but the drama is far from over on Total…Drama…Universe!"
(Theme Song Hit Me With Your Best Shot)
Loser Class, Team X
"I can't believe Ferb could be such a traitor," Bianca said. "I've seen a lot of people do crazy things on this show, but that was just wrong."
Stephan nodded. "He was the only one that didn't get my name wrong…"
Meowth rolled its eyes. "Dat's because he didn't say your name at all, Steven."
"MY NAME IS STEPH—"
"You know what I think's weird?" Red asked. "How Phineas doesn't seem upset at all about how Ferb's gone."
Trip nodded in agreement. "I noticed that too. It's like he couldn't care less." He sighed and crossed his arms. "Whatever. It's not like he stands a chance of winning the million anyway."
Bathroom Confessional
(Trip)
"I'm kind of suspicious of Phineas. No Disney character is that evil…except for Boo. That's kid scares the crap out of me."
(Phineas)
"Trip's too smart for his own good. I better keep an eye on him…"
First Class, Team Y
"YES! YES! I WIN! I BEAT JOEY!" Melaney yelled, standing on her chair.
Joey threw the laptop to the side. "What the heck?! How could I lose?!"
"What're you two yelling about?" Morgan asked, using a Banishing Charm to send a pillow flying at Joey's face.
"She beat me! At POKEMON!" Joey exclaimed after spitting pillow feathers out of his mouth. "HOW COULD I LOSE?!"
"Because you're an idiot!" Melaney said happily. "I had a better magic carpet—"
"Magikarp—"
"Whatever!—then you! So HA! I win!" she shouted.
Ash gave her a weird look. "How did you beat him with—"
"I'm just that much better!" Melaney exclaimed.
Joey resisted the urge to flip her off before Chris came in to the room.
"It's challenge time!"
Chicago, Building, Simulation Room
"Welcome to the Simulation Room," Chris announced to the contestants. They were all in a room with a single steel chair in it. "Today we'll be choosing factions AND victors in a Divergent and Hunger Games crossover!" His announcement was met by silence from the contestants. He sighed in annoyance. "Anyway, you all know about the Games—"
"A little too much," Tails mumbled.
Chris cleared his throat. "Ahem. Anyway, you all know about the Games, but Divergent will take a little explaining. In the Divergent world, there are five factions: Dauntless, Erudite, Abnegation, Amity, and Candor, each one being a trait in personality. Dauntless is bravery. Erudite is intelligence. Abnegation is selflessness. Amity is happiness. Candor is truthfulness. Most of you will be sorted in to one of these factions…most of you." He began laughing hysterically, causing a few competitors to raise their eyebrows.
Angel rolled her eyes. "Will you get on with it?!"
Chris cleared his throat again. "Fine. Anyway, the only way to find your faction is to go through the aptitude test, which is a simulation that'll put your through certain illusions. Your actions will decide your faction. Now who's first?"
"I'll do it," Angel said, sitting down in the chair.
The host shrugged, pulling out a needle. "Whatever you—"
"No," Angel said, cutting him off. "Give it to Tails. I want him to do it."
Chris rolled his eyes. "Fine." He handed the syringe to the fox, then stepped back. Angel rolled back her sleeve and held out her arm.
Tails bit his lip, then plunged the needle in to her arm. "Be brave, Angel. And…I love you."
She smiled at him, then everything went black.
Angel opened her eyes. She was in a totally different room, a cafeteria. In front of her was a table with two baskets on it. One was had a hunk of cheese in it, the other had a knife.
"Choose!" a voice from behind her yelled. She ignored it. "Choose!" the voice screamed again.
"For what?" Angel snapped.
"Just do it," the voice said.
She growled, reaching in to her metal boot for her spear, but it wasn't there. "What?" she looked at the basket again, then realized that the knife was her spear. She groaned and walked over to the table, grabbing it.
Within a split second, the table and baskets disappeared. A few feet away a Houndoom appeared, its white sharp horns digging in to its black fur. The dog-like Pokemon snarled, causing small flames to blow out of its nose. It growled, then lunged at her, teeth bared and snarling. She quickly formed the knife back in to a spear as the Pokemon pinned her to the floor, ready to bite. It opened its mouth to perform a Flamethrower, but suddenly stopped when she forced the spear through its heart, causing its lifeless body to fall on top of her. She shoved it off and stood back up.
A few feet away, another Houndoom had appeared, this one twice as large. Another Pokemon was in the room as well: a Glaceon, much smaller in size, its icy blue fur trembling as the Houndoom attempted to back it in to a corner. The Houndoom was about to lunge at the smaller Ice-type, but Angel grabbed it and rolled out of the way before it could be harmed.
Another few seconds went by and she was in another area, this time a bus. A man with a newspaper approached her. "Do you know this man?" he asked. She took the paper and looked at it. The headline read 'Wanted for genetic cloning and association with Team Plasma'. Under it was a mug shot of Colress. Her heart almost stopped in her chest, but she managed to keep a straight face.
"No," she replied calmly.
"You're lying," the man growled.
"No. I'm not," Angel said firmly.
"You know who he is," the man said, staring in to her eyes. "And I know who you are. You're their clone. The ice one. The one that destroyed it all."
"I'm not," she snapped, anger building up inside of her. "You know nothing."
"You're lying again," he growled. "I can see it in your eyes. You can save us! You can save me!"
Angel narrowed her eyes. "I can't. And even if I could…I wouldn't."
Simulation Room
Angel woke up panting, trying to pull away from the restraints of the chair. Tails smiled, apparently relieved, and started to pull away the straps that held her down. "You looked like you were in pain for a while," he said. "Are you okay?"
She nodded as he helped her up. "I'm fine, thanks." She turned to Chris. "And my aptitude results are…?"
Chris turned away from the computer screen for a moment. "Uh…why don't I tell you guys those at the end?"
For the next few hours, the contestants faced off against simulations which would decide their factions. When the last simulation had been run, they all stared at the results screen that Chris had projected against the wall. It had said this:
Amity:
-Amy
-Cilan
-Bianca
Dauntless:
-Red
-Sonic
-Gwen
-Zoey
-Blaze
Erudite:
-Phineas
-Tails
-Dr. Eggman
-Brock
Abnegation:
-Ash
-Misty
Candor:
-Meowth
-Trip
The screen then turned off. There were murmurs among the crowd; obviously multiple contestants had been left out. "Where do you think they put us?" Angel asked Melaney.
"I hope we're not factionless," she replied. "That would suck."
"All right, all right, settle down," Chris said. "Those of you who weren't displayed, you are what we call…Divergent."
"Which means…?" Silver trailed off.
"That you have multiple aptitude for factions. This is what we got for results:"
DIVERGENT:
-Stephan (Candor & Abnegation)
-Silver (Erudite & Amity)
-Angel (Dauntless & Abnegation)
-Raven (Erudite & Dauntless)
-Morgan (Candor & Amity)
-Melaney (Candor, Erudite, & Dauntless)
There was more murmuring as the contestants took in the information. "Why am I the only one with aptitude for three? And Dauntless? I'm not jumping off a train!" Melaney whispered.
"Forget that," Angel whispered back. "How could I possibly be part Stiff?"
"HOW AM I A CANDOR AND AMITY?!" Morgan exploded.
The talking grew louder as the competitors tried to interpret their results. "That ENOUGH!" Chris shouted over all of them. He sighed. "Okay, Divergent. Out of the two or three factions you have aptitude for, you can choose which one you wish to be a part of. The others don't have a choice, and must be part of the faction they're applicable for. Now—"
"Wait!" Joey exclaimed. "What about me?!" The others turn to look at the results, which didn't give a hint to any of Joey's aptitudes anywhere.
"Oh, you," Chris said, remembering. "You're factionless. You're on your own as a hobo, man. Anyway, everyone, head down to the Choosing Ceremony. You'll join your factions there."
Choosing Ceremony
"What am I going to do?" Angel asked, pacing back and forth. There were only five minutes until the Ceremony started.
"It's obvious," Melaney said. "Be Dauntless. You don't want to be a Stiff, anyway."
"Not that!" Angel exclaimed. "I'm talking about Tails. Obviously we can't be in the same faction together and he's in there with Phineas and Eggman…"
"He's got Brock," Melaney pointed out.
"Yes Melaney. Because Brock will be some much help to him when a pretty girl walks by."
"Well—"
"That's it!" Angel exclaimed in breakthrough, stomping her foot down. "YOU can be an Erudite!"
"What?" Melaney asked.
"You can be one of those smart people!" Angel exclaimed. "Think about it! You said you don't want to jump off a train and I'm sure as hell you don't want to listen to 'MY NAME IS STEVEN!' all day, so why don't you become an Erudite?"
"I don't know…" Melaney said, unsure.
"C'mon Melaney, please?!"
She sighed. "Fine, I'll do it."
"Yay!" Angel exclaimed.
Melaney rolled her eyes. "Stop looking so happy. You look like you belong in Amity."
"Whatev—"
"It's Choosing—Aptitude—Faction—oh, whatever, just do it," Chris muttered.
The next hour was dedicated to the Choosing Ceremony. Five large bowls were sitting on a table, each one representing a faction: gray stones for Abnegation, water for Erudite, earth for Amity, lit coals for Dauntless, and glass for Candor. Each contestant would have to use a knife to cut their hand, then sprinkle blood in the bowl that represented their future faction. The non-Divergents chose the factions they were assigned, then the Divergent chose. Stephan chose Candor, Silver chose Amity, Angel chose Dauntless, Starfire chose Amity, Morgan chose Candor, and Raven chose Dauntless. Finally it was Melaney's turn.
"Just hurry up and give me the knife, Chris," she said. She grabbed it from him, then cut her hand. "Now all I have to do is choose Eru—aah!" she tripped over the rug, accidently sprinkling blood in to the Dauntless bowl. "WHAT?!"
"Melaney!" Angel yelled.
"BUT I DON'T WANT TO JUMP OFF A TRAIN!"
"Okay," Chris said, totally ignoring the two. "Here're the final results!"
Amity:
-Amy
-Cilan
-Bianca
-Silver
-Starfire
Dauntless:
-Red
-Sonic
-Gwen
-Zoey
-Blaze
-Angel
-Raven
-Melaney
Erudite:
-Phineas
-Tails
-Dr. Eggman
-Brock
Abnegation:
-Ash
-Misty
Candor:
-Meowth
-Trip
-Morgan
-Steven
"YOU SPELLED MY NAME WRONG!" Stephan shouted. "IT'S—"
"I don't care," Chris said with a bored look on his face. "Remember how I said at the beginning of the challenge this would have to do with the Hunger Games? Well the faction you're in right now is your new alliance!"
"What?!" Tails exclaimed.
Bathroom Confessional
(Tails)
"Please…anything but that…"
(Angel)
"I don't really care about winning anymore. There are Yoshi's to strangle."
Choosing Ceremony
Chris put a mask over his face as Tails begged him to change the challenge. "Sorry dude. I'm just not changing it."
"Uh, why are you putting a mask over your face?" Amy asked.
"You'll see," Chris said. A white gas began to pour in to the room, causing every contestant to black out.
Divergent Games, Arena
Each contestant was standing on a pedestal in the arena, which was a large area surrounded by water like in the Quarter Quell in Catching Fire. The Cornucopia was in the center, a few hundred feet away from the pedestals. A countdown was flashing across the gold metal. After twenty agonizing seconds, the contestants were off.
"Let's get to the Cornucopia!" Angel yelled to the other Dauntless. They all jumped in to the water and swam after her, except for Sonic.
"I can't swim!" he shouted.
Zoey grabbed his arm, half-dragging him to the pile of weapons. She grabbed a bow while the others grabbed various weapons, attempting to kill off a few contestants.
Meanwhile, Ash and Misty were still in the water, unsure what to do. "Let's go to shore!" she shouted over the roar of the waves. He nodded and the two swam back, running in to the woods.
"We should get to the edge of the arena!" Tails shouted to the other Erudite. They swam to shore as well, then went in a different direction than the Abnegation.
"I think you're an idiot," Morgan said to Stephan.
"Same here!" he shot back.
"You just insulted yourself—"
"HEY BLONDIE WIZARD, WANNA HELP A MEOWTH OUT OVER HERE?!" Meowth shouted. Its foot had somehow gotten stuck under a heavy rock and was trying to get it free.
"Accio!" Morgan shouted, pointing the wand to it. Meowth flew in to her grip, soaked by the waves.
"Now what do we do?!" Trip exclaimed.
Morgan looked around frantically, trying to find something that would help. She spotted a shoe in the Cornucopia which seemed to be glowing. "A Portkey!" she exclaimed. "Accio!" she shouted again. The shoe came flying, then teleported them to a new area.
Meanwhile, the Dauntless and Amity were still at the Cornucopia. "Why can't we be friends?!" Cilan exclaimed, trying to get away from the Dauntless. Zoey, who had gone in to Commando mode, shot him down with an arrow, then proceeded to do the same thing to Amy and Bianca as well.
"And that's three gone!" Chris' voice shouted over the PA as three cannons went off. "All Amity. Not surprising."
"Let's go!" Silver exclaimed. He grabbed Starfire's hand, then teleported the two away just before an arrow could hit them.
Choosing Ceremony
Amy, Cilan, and Bianca woke up on the Ceremony Room's floor, the other contestants still asleep around them. "What happened?" Cilan asked.
"You all were in a simulation that made it seem like you were in the Hunger Games. I've been watching the whole thing on here," Chris explained, pointing to the computer. "You guys can watch if you want."
"But it felt so…real," Amy said.
Chris nodded. "The non-Divergent think they're truly in the Games and won't remember anyone except for those in the alliance. But it's only a matter of time before the Divergent figure out the truth."
Divergent Games, Erudite
Brock was sitting on a rock in the forest, drawing out some numbers with a stick. "Hmm…our odds of survival are really low. I'd say we'll be dead before nightfall."
Eggman narrowed his eyes behind his glasses. "How'd you get so smart?"
"Uh…I'm a doctor?"
Tails was lying on the ground sideways, hugging his knees to his chest, shaking. "I can't do this…I can't survive this twice…"
"What, are you such a coward because the people you killed are back out here with you?" Phineas snarled. "I've been looking for a chance to get back at you and this seems perfect—"
"You're not killing anyone on our side," Brock said sternly. "We need all the help we can get, no matter what petty grudge you hold against—" he was cut off when he was smacked across the head with a large tree branch by Phineas, causing him to fall to the ground unconscious. Phineas repeatedly hit him until a cannon went off.
"No!" Tails yelled, but Eggman held him back.
"It's over and done with," Eggman said. He looked down at Tails. "Now it's your turn." He and Phineas both turned on the fox, backing him against a tree.
"I'm not going down without a fight," he said, trying to keep his voice steady. "You'll have to be pretty quick to catch me!" He flew to the top of a tree, regretting how stupid he had been for not trying to grab a weapon at the Cornucopia. His thoughts were interrupted however when the sound of clicking rang through the area.
"Do you hear that?" Phineas asked. A few seconds later, a swarm of bugs flew down upon them, so many that it blocked the light from the sky. Tails was knocked out of his tree, cringing as he landed on his ankle the wrong way. The other two fell to their knees as well as the three of them were eaten by the bugs alive.
Divergent Arena, Dauntless
Angel looked up at the sky at the sound of the three cannons. There were pictures of Eggman, Phineas, and Tails. Feeling her face flush red, she turned to Melaney in anger. "This is your doing!" she exclaimed.
"What're you—" she stopped in midsentence when Angel formed her spear in to a gun and pointed in to her. "What the heck?!" She glared at Angel. "You wouldn't shoot me."
"Try me," Angel said. "He's dead, I'll have no regrets." The bullet clicked in to place—
"STOP!" Raven shouted, stepping between the two. The other Dauntless were already moving ahead, but the three stayed back. "Don't shoot her."
"Why not?!" Angel snapped.
"Because this is all fake!" Raven exclaimed. "Look around and open your eyes, Angel, this is a simulation! You're Divergent, you should know this! The others don't know either!"
"What do you mean?" Melaney asked, slowly pushing Angel's gun away from her face.
"The others—the non-Divergent—don't know this is a simulation. They don't remember anyone outside their alliance," she explained. "Which means," she said, eyeing Angel, "he didn't even know who you are in here. In fact, he's not even dead. And you were about to shoot your best friend over it."
Angel rolled her eyes and formed the gun back in to a spear before shoving it in to her boot. "Whatever," she mumbled. "Now—" she stopped when she saw a pinkish gas rising from the area where the rest of the Dauntless had gone. Five more cannons went off, each representing one of the members that used to be in their alliance.
"It looks like we're the only three Dauntless left then," Raven said. "Hey Stiff—"
"Don't call me that," Angel snapped.
"I'll call you whatever I want," Raven shot back. She sighed. "You've spent time out in the wilderness by yourself. Where can we find food?"
"The water, obviously," Angel said. "I'll go spearfish."
Divergent Games, Abnegation
Misty sighed, looking down at the meat of the Shellder Ash had killed for food. "I really don't want to eat this, but I guess I have to." She took a bite, then felt guilty that it actually tasted good. Nevertheless, she was eating a Water-type Pokemon. But it must've been harder for Ash to kill it, the way he loves Pokemon.
"There's gonna be a full moon tonight, so we should probably get away from the water," Ash said, pulling in a net full of Krabby. He had taken off his shirt before going in the water, his clothes sprawled out on the shore. He put them on and slung the net over his back. "C'mon."
Misty finished off the last of the Shellder before throwing the shells away. "'Kay," she answered, then followed him. The pair walked for a few hours, stopped when there was a rustling in the trees. "Do you here that?" she asked.
Within a split seconds, hundreds of bright orange monkeys sprang down upon them from the treetops, razor sharp fangs bared. The two of them ran as fast as they could, but it was no use, and they were soon overtaken. Two cannons fired seconds later.
Divergent Games, Candor
"I'm starving," Meowth whined, rubbing its stomach. "What I wouldn't do for some fresh Basculin right now…"
"Don't remind me," Stephan groaned. "I could eat a whole Milktank…"
Trip rolled his eyes. "I think we should be more focused on finding a place to spend the night. It's pretty obvious we're not going to eat anything right now anyway."
"He's right," Morgan said. "But some Chocolate Frog candies wouldn't be so bad…" she stopped in mid-step. "Do you smell the ocean?"
"Well we are on a beach," Trip mumbled, crossing his arms.
Morgan slapped him on the back of the head. "No, really? But seriously, I think—" she stopped again when a giant wave rose up from the water, towering at least ten feet over their heads.
"I THINK WE BETTER RUN!" Meowth screamed. The four Candor took off, but it was too late. Meowth and Trip were swept away and dragged underwater while Stephan and Morgan clung to a tree. Two more cannons fired as the wave died away, leaving the pair at the tree disoriented, but alive.
Divergent Games, Amity
"Joy! I found nuts!" Starfire exclaimed, spinning around in the air, clutching the food in her hands. "Amazing, are they not?"
Silver grinned. "I guess they are." He used his psychic powers to crack one open, then ate it. "I just hope they aren't poisonous." He looked up to see Starfire twirling around in the air. "What're you doing?"
"We only have a few hours to live before someone much stronger comes to overpower us," she pointed out. "I would like to spend this time enjoying the ability to fly!"
Silver shrugged. "You know, maybe we could—" he stopped. "Did you see that?" he asked. "That tree over there…it disappeared when you were flying towards it."
"Of course!" she replied innocently. "I made it disappear."
He gave her an odd look. "Do you have some weird psychic power or something?"
"We are Divergent, Silver," she reminded him. "We can manipulate these simulations. In fact if we die, we will still be alive in the real world."
He shrugged again, then smiled. "So that means I can make it RAIN BLOOD!" he yelled, pointing up at the sky.
Starfire giggled. "Absolutely. Here it comes now!" Heavy red storm clouds were coming in from the sky.
"What?!" Silver exclaimed. "I didn't actually mean—" Fat blood drops began to fall from the sky, blinding them both. "We need to get out of here!" he yelled.
"Let us go!" Starfire yelled. Silver grabbed his arm, then teleported them both back to the Cornucopia.
Divergent Games, Divergent
"Where do you think the rest are?" Silver asked as he washed the blood away from his fur.
Starfire shrugged, wringing out her long pink hair. "They must be dead, for we heard many cannons while out in the forest."
"Yeah, but not enough," he said. "I think—" just then, any icy arrow whizzed by his head and landed on the sandy beach nearby. "What the?!"
"I found them!" a voice came from the other side of the Cornucopia.
"Who was that?" Silver asked frantically.
"It is the Tails' girlfriend," Starfire exclaimed. "Run!" It was too late however, and Silver had already taken an arrow to the heart. Another cannon fired as Angel, Melaney, and Raven climbed over the heap of weapons at the center island.
"Raven?" Starfire asked quietly. "What—"
"Sorry, Starfire," she said calmly. "I'll see you in First Class." She shot a dark beam of energy at her, hitting her square in the chest. The sound of a cannon reverberated through the area.
"Where do you think the Candor are?" Melaney asked.
Angel shrugged. "You mean the Divergent Candor? I'd guess that Stuart—"
"MY NAME IS STEPHAN!" a voice from above screamed. Stephan jumped from the pile of weapons, tackling her to the ground, a trident in his hand. She blocked his attacks by using her spear, but it wasn't enough. She was stabbed in the stomach.
"If I go down, you're coming with me," she whispered. With the last of her energy, she stabbed him in the chest with her spear, killing him. Two more cannons fired.
Melaney turned to see Morgan and Raven approaching her, ready to kill. "Uh…I'm done here. Bye!" She ran in to the electrified force field, causing another cannon to go off.
Raven turned to the wizard-in-training. "So I guess this is it," she said darkly. "My demon powers…versus whatever Defense Against the Dark Arts you've learned in the past two weeks."
"Yeah, and it's not much, either," Morgan replied casually.
Within seconds, tall, cloaked figures rose from the ground, surrounding her. They smelled of rotting flesh, their gray hands the only things visibly protruding from their robes. "Dementors," Raven explained. "Creatures that suck the happiness out of your soul, then eat what's left over. Like the Tails Doll, but worse."
Morgan bit her lip, then held out her wand. "EXPECTO PATRONUM!" she shouted. A silvery mist emitted from her wand, then formed in to the shape of a Sawsbuck in its Winter form. It ran after the Dementors, causing them to vanish in to thin air. The Patronus disappeared as well. "I did it…" Morgan whispered. "I made a Patronus! ON MY FIRST TRY! YES! TAKE THAT HARRY POTTER, HA!"
"Not bad," Raven commented. "Too bad you're useless without your wand." A demonic hand shot out at Morgan, grabbing her wand and tossing it aside. "Now—"
"MY PRECIOUS!" a voice from the top of the Cornucopia yelled. The two looked up to see Joey perched on the pile of weapons before he ran down and grabbed her wand. "My precious—Achoo!" Mistaking his sneeze for Accio, the wand summoned the Portkey, teleporting them all out of the arena.
Simulation Room
"My precious," Joey whispered, hugging the wand to his chest.
"Give me that," Morgan snapped, ripping the wand out of his hand. "Where—"
"GREAT, JUST GREAT," Chris said. The three of them had been teleported out of the simulation by the Portkey. "Now we're stuck without a winner! Team Y, go to the Elimination Room! The last three were from your team, so one of you is going home!"
Bathroom Confessional
(Morgan)
"ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! After all that, we STILL LOST?!"
(Angel)
"I could vote off Morgan…but her wizarding could be useful…I could vote off Joey for being Joey…or, I could vote off that little witch Raven for not telling us about the Tails Doll!"
Elimination Room
"Team Y," Chris began. "These…are the final three cupcakes. Morgan. You're on the chopping block for letting your wand get taken away by Joey. Raven. Some contestants have a grudge against you for keeping secrets…and Joey. Within about an hour, you turned in to the Hobbit. Dude, I don't even know what to say to that. Anyway, the last two cupcakes go to…Morgan and Joey."
"Whatever," she said emotionlessly. Chef grabbed her and threw her off the train.
"One more gone, twenty-three to go," Chris said. "What will happen next? What other horrible challenges will these guys have to go through? Find out next time on Total…Drama…Universe!"
Episode 18's done! Yay! Okay, sorry this took so long. I was busy this week with a bunch of stuff. But this chapter was kinda fun to write! I mean, c'mon, how many authors do you know that can successfully crossover Total Drama, Sonic, Pokemon, Divergent, the Hunger Games, and Harry Potter in under 5000 words? Exactly. So Q of the Week: What is your favorite moment in these stories that I've EVER written? It can be any specific scene in this story or the other ones! Please tell me in the reviews! Thank you! Bye!