"I present to you, the new gamemakers of the 165th Hunger Games." President Snow gestured for the doors to be opened. As they did, three young people walked out.

"Wha- haha very funny grandpa," Celestia rolled her eyes at President Snow. There was a very pale boy and two girls. Each of them looked to be still in their teens.

"No no no. These are the gamemakers for this year," President Snow said. "This is Artemis Fowl, Annabeth Chase, and Tris Prior. Plus, you didn't have to agree with them, I'm the president after all. But please, help yourself to their background history. I think you'll find yourself to be interested in what they can do after reading them. I assure you."

"Fine. Whatever," Celestia sat down in a leather chair and picked up one of the three files.

"I can't believe the games are going to be run by a bunch of little kids."

"Hey." Two hands slammed onto the table, cracking the glass. Celestia looked up. The girl with dirty blonds hair narrowed her startling grey eyes at her. "We're not a bunch of little kids. At least I'm not. So why don't you back off?"

Celestia looked surprised. "Grandpa, tell this girl to-"

"You're on your own this time. The troubles have only just started. Wait until you take my title. Then you'll see what being President is really about." Her grandpa calmly walked out of the door followed by the three kids, the one from before gave her one last glare before disappearing out the door.

"I can't believe it," Celestia muttered. Her eyes wandered to the top of the file she was holding. On top it read "HEAD GAMEMAKER". Sighing she carefully opened it and started reading.