(A/N epic Hunger Games-Hamilton crossover time! there is blood, gore, stuff like that although no swear words or smut. Its a bit boring near the start, wait 'till the real action begins! I'm a bit rusty on my Hunger Games stuff, so i might make mistakes in descriptions or how things work. Enjoy!)

I was roughly pushed in the back by a Peacekeeper. Their white uniforms sickened me. I had just turned sixteen this year, I was so close to being free of the Reaping. I stood in line behind many other people my age, we all wore old brown clothing with holes in them. everyone was skinny, probably had not even eaten in days.

Life in District Twelve was no paradise.

"Next," A Peacekeeper said in a bored voice.

I stepped forward and the Peacekeeper poked my finger with a small needle. They forced my finger down onto a sheet of paper, it left a fingerprint of my blood behind. They did this each year, I never learned why, but I guess its to keep track of people.

I was roughly pushed away and sent to stand next to all the other sixteen-year old boys. the crowd in District Twelve was much smaller then any other, most children did not survive to an older age due to starvation in the winter. The only way I had survived was by stealing.

"Welcome! Welcome," I heard a high pitched voice in a microphone.

I looked up at the stage. A Capital lady stood in front of a microphone. she wore a huge white wig with all kinds of accessories in it, little pink butterflies, sparkles. The lady was wearing a tight hot-pink dress, with sparkles all over it. her face was covered in makeup, she looked like some pink clown. she had white gloves on, and next to her there was a bowl full of pieces of paper, another identical bowl on her other side.

"Lets begin, shall we?" The lady said, and the huge TV that was set up beside her flickered on.

A video about revolution was played, what happens to those who fight back, just trying to scare us. I didn't even watch the video. I had seen it enough. Eventually, after lots of boring words from President Snow, or as me and my brother called him, President Snowballs, the lady reached her hand inside on of the bowls full of paper. 

"Ladies first!" She said, picking through the paper.

She took a small piece paper out of the bowl. She stood close to the microphone. There was a moment of silence, and then she read out loud.

"Julie Wood," The lady said.

A couple girls parted out of the way as a small girl walked slowly towards the stage.

"Aw, come here honey its okay," The lady said.

The girl started crying as she stepped up on the stage and stood next to the bowl for girls.

"Lovely, lovely, and now for the boys!" The lady said.

She reached her hand into the other bowl, dramatically poked around and then finally grabbed a piece of paper. She walked back over to the microphone and read out loud.

"Alexander Hamilton," She said.

I paused. my heart was racing. A couple boys near me backed away.

"Come here," The lady said kindly.

I took a deep breath, and walked up towards the stage as slowly as I could.

"NO!" Someone shouted. I turned around to see my brother, James.

"James, stay out of this," I said, staring at him and trying not to cry.

"TAKE ME PLEASE!" James shouted.

"A volunteer?" The lady said excitedly.

"No, there is no volunteer. JAMES GO HOME," I shouted, tears started rolling down my face.

"NO," James was crying too.

James stepped out of the crowd and ran towards me, but a Peacekeeper held him back. James screeched angrily and tried to struggle out of his grasp. 

"I VOLUNTEER AS TRIBUTE!" James shouted at the top of his lungs.

"JAMES. NO. YOU CANT DIE FOR ME," I shouted at him, my voice cracking.

"I- I Can't..." James broke into tears.

The Peacekeepers dragged him away through the dirt. A couple more tears dripped down my face, then I turned and walked up towards the stage.

"Lets give it up for Alexander and Julie!" The lady shouted happily like nothing terrible just happened.

She grabbed my hand and Julie's, and raised them in the sky.

"Happy Happy hunger games! and may the odds be ever in your favor!" The lady shouted.

I just gave up, I didn't protest as she brought us away into the building behind the stage. I just stared ahead. 

I think I might have just broken inside.

*~*

Some Peacekeepers pulled us roughly over to the train, forcing us inside while the pink lady happily jumped on. I let the Peacekeepers push me around. They forced me over towards a room, they then closed the door. I sat on the bed, staring absentmindedly at the wall. An hour or so later, my stomach grumbled.

I stood up and opened the door. The hallway was all white. everything was white. Spotless white walls, doors, ceiling. I walked down the hallway cautiously, still feeling a bit dead inside. I reached a main compartment area, and gasped quietly.

There was a single table with fancy leather seats, and a huge arrangement of food. More food then I had ever seen in my life. Pastries, cakes, bread, potatoes, things I don't even know what they where called. I walked up towards the huge arrangement and grabbed a piece of bread. I took a bite of it, it was the most amazing bread I had ever tasted. Not a stale loaf of tasteless bread, but actual... bread.

"Aren't you going to put something on that? we have excellent jelly," Someone said.

I turned around to see the pink lady. I looked away from her, not knowing what jelly was, and continued to grab tons of food.

"Don't ignore me," The pink lady said.

I rolled my eyes to myself and walked away back towards my room. I saw the little girl, Julie, come by. I ignored her and continued down the hallway with my arms full of bread loafs. I opened my door with my foot, then closed it and sat on my plain white bed. 

Just a bed, abed-side table, and a carpet occupied the room, there was also a dressing room and bathroom. I started to scarf down all the bread as fast as I could. I paused as I heard a bit of laughter from outside my dorm. It reminded me of James. My brother I will never see again.

I pushed my emotions away and finished off the bread loafs. I felt full, for the first time in forever. I stood up from the bed and began searching for a way to escape. Out my window, I could see the trees and hills rushing by at insane speeds. 

I felt around the walls for anything loose in the wall, Like a recently replaced hole or something I could break. After I was unsuccessful on that, I checked around the train for any vents I could squeeze into. I found a vent, but it was barely big enough to put my hand into.

All the windows where sealed shut, the vents where too small, the ceiling and walls and floor where multiple thick layers of metal. There was no escape. I sat on my bed and put my head in my hands. I let myself cry for a while, just to get it out. 

Then I heard a knock on the door. 

I quickly wiped away my tears. I was not going to look like an emotional fool in front of anyone. I was the boy that's only emotion was anger, and sometimes sadness. I wanted to keep up my reputation of never smiling. Except around James, I only smiled around him. That made i even more important that I did not smile around anyone, I needed to preserve James in my memory.

The door opened and someone new came inside. They weren't in a Peacekeeper uniform. It must be my mentor.

"Are you going to sulk around all day? Even that little girl is helping us decide our battle tactics, I know there's like a zero percent chance you win but we still have to think about it," The man said.

He had dirty golden hair that hung down about half the length of mine. He had blue eyes, and his beard was starting to grow in. In one hand he held a whisky bottle. I looked away from him, and stared out the window.

"If you want to die right away, fine by me. But you wont get a say in who i team you up with. If I can get anyone to team with you anyway," The man said, and I heard him shut the door on his way out.

I knew I was going to die. There was no way I was going to win this. But maybe I had to do it for my brother. The last member of my family. After dad left to become a Peacekeeper, Mother had died from sickness and all my relatives either committed suicide or starved, It was me and James against the world.

I was not going to let it be him against the world. But the sickening feeling of dread flooded my heart. There was no escaping this. There was no freedom. There was no happy ending.

All there was is certain death.