Wings of fire: the Hunger Games (Collab)

== Foreword ==
This is a crossover between the book The Hunger Games and Wings of fire. Please enjoy!
== Blurb ==
Winning means fame and fortune, losing means certain death. Let the Hunger Games begin!
Far in the future, on a vast ocean there lies one massive continent, formed hundreds of years ago when two continents, Pyrrhia and Pantala, merged. In the middle of continent is the shining Capitol, surrounded by eleven districts. Because of an event known as the Great Rebellion, where a twelfth District rebelled against Capitol rule and got destroyed, the Capitol issued an event to maintain their rule over the eleven remaining Districts.
Each year, one female and one male dragon aged from four to seven years old--called tributes--are sent from each district to attend the Hunger Games. All the tributes are dropped into an arena and will fight to the death, the last dragon standing alive is the victor, who will be sent home and guaranteed a long and good life.
Jacaranda doesn't get expected to get picked for the 185th Hunger Games, but what does it matter? No one in her life cares a single bit about her, and everyone she cares about would leave her one day. Still, her instinct to survival drives her on, and even is the chances are slim, she may still find the opportunity to become the sole victor in this game.
== Part one: The Tributes ==
=== Chapter one ===
[Writer(s): Nyferine, Angel, Fann]
Jacaranda was prowling through the long stalks of the wheat, her jungle green eyes trailing on something, something that was shifting at the edge of the field. She crouched low, muscles tense, preparing to pounce.
The thing came into view: It was a dusky little hare, chewing on some weeds. Jacaranda leapt, aiming for its small head, but at the last second, the animal slipped away from her grasp, racing away to who knows where. She hissed angrily, "Bloody rabbit." That wasn't the first time she'd missed a chance for prey, but she knew it also wouldn't be the last.
Muttering curses under her breath, Jacaranda stalked off back through the wheat, heading back to the miserable place she called 'home'. This one was her fifth family, and she suspected that they'd be fed up with her attitude soon. Besides, the Games were coming up soon, and if they got her out, they wouldn't have to care. She tossed her head and tried to ignore the part of her brain that whispered to just up and leave, because even though she'd done that several times before, holding on until the Games could be nice for her. 
As if, she thought. Her stomach growled at her angrily, and Jacaranda slowly become more angry that she'd missed out on that hare before. As she stepped out from the wheat fields and into the town, she spread her pink-and-green wings for a second, letting the wind flow over them in an almost peaceful way. A second was more than enough time of sitting around to her, though, and she quickly folded them beside her and walking along the well-worn path. 
All around her, she saw the various shops and homes lining the dirt pathway. Some were nicer than others. In this part of the District, you had all your more well-off LeafWings. The powerful leafspeakers who tended to most of the crops, like the wheat field she'd been walking in before. The mere thought of those older, stronger leafspeakers made Jacaranda growl and her claws clutch the ground tighter. She, too, could talk to the plants and aid them in their health and growth, but hers wasn't anywhere near what they had. Everytime she would see them being praised and valued, it made her want to tear their smug faces off. The thought that she was related to one of them just made it worse.
Jacaranda's mother, Camellia, was the daughter of one of them. Her mother had been one of the best leafspeakers in the District, a product of the two strongest before her having dragonets. Then Camellia had a dragonet with a non leafspeaker, and Jacaranda had been the product of that. Despite the fact that her father didn't have it, the town still had high hopes and expectations of the young dragonet under her mother's influence. Back then, even Randa herself was hopeful that she'd grow up to be one of the most valued and praised dragons.
That was five years ago. The 180th Annual Hunger Games had crushed any of Jacaranda's dreams for a better future, because it stole her mother and she had to watch her die. Slowly. Painfully. Alone. She still remembered, the sickening crunch of bones and scales as that IceWing had snapped her wings, then her legs. She still remembered the gloating and smug smile on his face as he arose, red blood on his talons. Camellia's blood. She personally hated the fifth District after that. 
The one-year-old dragonet was heartbroken, and so was her father. Then her father just...left her. Abandoned her in the house she grew up in and hoped for the best. Jacaranda had fended for herself until someone discovered what had happened and took her in. From that point onwards, she'd been tossed around through various foster families, each one only able to put up with her for so long until they grew sick of her. She'd either run away or they'd abandon her too. Truth was, nobody truly wanted to be responsible for such an ill-tempered dragonet, and now she had developed a hatred of the world around her. Everyone she'd cared for had left her, and she slowly grew to care less and less about everyone.
Jacaranda's current family was... a disappointment. They often acted as if she wasn't there, a part of the wall of furniture (although little furniture was even there to decorate the miserable place). Jacaranda wasn't sure if she liked that kind of treatment or not. It gave her time to think, reflect and perhaps plot revenge but no one would evr listen to her. 
Barely any meat made its way to her 'family' and most of it were snapped up in seconds by Jacaranda's 'adoptive siblings'. They were all stuffed into a ratty little place, barely called a home, with leaky walls, mold growing on the now dusty carpet and an inperceptible air of neglect. Randa didn't care, although being trapped in the house was nothing less of torture. 
Raucous laughter was heard, making Jacaranda's head snap around. A group of LeafWing adolescents were haggling over a bottle of white liquor, their voices turning particularly shrill and desperate. Randa growled softly, annoyed and angered by the scene.
How could they, those insipid, shallow dragons be having fun when she, Jacaranda, had barely a piece of silver to trade for anything that could actually help her survive?
WIP
== Part two: The Games ==
== Part three: The Victor ==
== Appendix ==
=== Districts and their products ===
Disctrict 	Tribe(s) 	Products 	Description 	Number of Victors
The Capitol 	Tribeless dragons, dragons who don't identify as any tribe	N/A 	The ruling class of Pyrrhia and Pantala. Has a few animi to design the games and such (the only place with animus dragons) 	N/A
District one 	Nightwings 	scrolls, electronic gadgets, machinery, etc. 	Considered the most knowledgeable and powerful District, and the dragons here train from an early age to compete in the Hunger Games. 	35
District two 	Hivewings 	military things, for example: weapons, and soldiers for the Capitol 	Considered the strongest District, and most of the victors belong to this District. 	33
District three 	Sillkwings 	luxury items and silk products, jewelry. 	Considered the wealthiest District, although the dragons here aren't known for their ability to win the Games. 	8
District four 	Seawings 	water-related products, fish, boats etc. 	Has a fair amount of victors. 	17
District five 	Icewings 	clothing, cloth, materials mainly imported from District Three. 	Considered one of the strongest Districts. 	32
District six 	Sandwings 	medicinal products. 	Has a fair number of victors. 	19
District seven 	Rainwings 	architecture, designs, tropical fruits/products, some dragons have been sent to the Capitol.	Tributes rarely win Games. 	5
District eight 	Mudwings 	specializes in masonry 	Tributes rarely win Games. 	9
District nine 	Skywings 	livestock, meat related products. 	Has a fair number of victors. 	21
District ten 	Leafwings 	plant-based food, specializes in agriculture, some plant related products. 	Tributes rarely win Games. 	3
District eleven 	Hybrids 	a variety of products. 	Tributes rarely win games, since the other tributes gang up to kill the hybrids first, even though the hybrids are slightly more powerful.	3
*District twelve*	*BeetleWings* 	*weaponry, nuclear/stealth, experimentalists, advanced science.* 	*Destroyed during the Great Rebellion* 	Tributes were once feared and powerful, often winning games.
=== List of tributes ===
List of tributes in the 118th Hunger Games
Disctrict 	Male tribute 	Brief Description 	Female tribute 	Brief Description
District one 	Victory (age 7) 	Raised to compete, he took his shot as a seven-year, and volunteered this year to compete, absolutely despises Brightstar, favorite color is white, has a warped form of foresight in which he can only see the immediate future. (can see an overlay of what will happen over what's actually happening, passive and always there) 	Brightstar (age 7) 	She doesn’t have much passions or hobbies, mainly taking enjoyment from other dragons is her goal. Really cares only for herself and her brother, slightly abused by her parents. Has a quiet, stubborn attitude. Her favorite school subject is physical education, favorite color is red. She lives in the center of District with parents and her younger brother. He name was chosen completely by chance, as her family is pretty well off. Less abused and more neglected by parents, as her brother inherited both moon-born powers at a relatively strong level compared to her minor mind reading.
District two 	Calico (age 7) 	 	Weta (age 6) 	
District three 	Tortrix (age 6) 	 	Rivulet (age 6) 	A soft and gentle dragon who specializes in woven art and tapestries, once hoped to be an artist when she grew up. Her favorite school subject was art, and her favorite color is soft grass green.
District four 	Vortex (age 7) 	 	Arame (age 6) 	
District five 	Hiemal (age 7) 	He's a fighter for sure, and some say he should belong in District two, the strongest district, rather than five. He loves nothing more than just picking a fight with the other dragonets in the district. His favorite school subject is Physical Education, and his favorite color is red. He's the older brother of Frostburn, and the two are known to have a very tough relationship.	Frostburn (age 4) 	She is passionate about a lot of things, especially birds, and hopes to become an ornithologist one day. Her favorite school subject has been science, and her favorite color is lilac. She is the younger sister of Hiemal, and the two have been known to have an extremely rough relationship.
District six 	Serval (age 6) 	He enjoys working with his mother and elder sister in their family apothecary, learning about medical and other uses of various plants. His favorite school subject was Chemistry, and favorite color is blue 	Javelina (age 5) 	A shy little dragonet who chooses flight over fight, but is witty enough. She comes from one of the poorer families in District six, and she has a talent for sorting out medical herbs and identifying poisonous ones. The barb of her tail was damaged due to an accident that happened when she was even younger. Her favorite subject was math, and her favorite color gold.
District seven 	Tropical (age 6) 	 	Paradise (age 7) 	Paradise was a very colorful dragon in appearance, personality, and designs. She was a member of a more 'well off' family, but then her name was pulled...
District eight 	Rufous (age 6) 	 	Cinnamon (age 7) 	She was very fond of her siblings and the bigwings of her family nearly jumped to volunteer instead. She loves to hunt and cook, and it was her 'place' in her family. Her favorite school subject was Hunting, and favorite color is tan. She yelled this at her reaping after her name was called: "Don't you dare volunteer, ----! I'm gonna win this for us, and you'd better be ready when I get back!"
District nine 	Massif (age 7) 	 	Aurum (age 7) 	Her name got chosen unexpectedly, to her horror. She and her family raised livestock like the average District nine citizen. Her favorite subject was cookery, and her favorite color was charred brown.
District ten 	Snakeroot (age 7) 	 	Jacaranda (age 6) 	As an orphan who got sent from place to place so frequently that she became a backstabbing kind of dragon, figuring that dragons will leave her one day, so she might as well do it first. Make alliances and be the first one to break them. Some kind of slightly shifty, Neutral-Good type things. She'll be helpful, but only if she gains something from it too. She's kind, but only to the ones who deserve it. She just seems like a distant weirdo to others. Has weak leafspeak.
District eleven	Kalanchoe (Sand-leaf) (age 5)	 	Hydrothermia (Ice-sea) (age 5)	Her family makes drinks for the Capitol dragons, although she doesn't really like the Capitol dragons and tries to wreck it by adding very strange stuff to the drinks. Still, for some reason, the Capitol dragons still enjoy drinking the drinks she makes, much to her disappointment. Her favorite subject at school was literature, and her favorite color is ice blue.
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