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One moment Ruin was with Ballora, sipping tea and talking in her room. Next, he was standing on a podium in the middle of a forest. He looked around, momentarily dazed from the sudden change in surroundings. Next to him stood Ballora herself, just as dazed and even more terrified. Around him were more podiums, stood upon them were all sorts of things. Humans, drone-like robots, dragons, cats, and…wait was that a Transformer!? And that wasn’t even all, there were so many of them, dazed and confused.

“Welcome everyone!” a loud, booming voice called from a speaker hidden somewhere around them. “Now, I know you all must be confused, but I assure you, everything will be explained momentarily!” They boomed once more.

“What the fuck is happening!? Where are we!” Yelled a human dressed in a tan shirt, blue jeans and messy, short brown hair.

“Please calm down, everything will be explained, but first I will give everyone some time to calm down,” The mysterious voice said again.

After that everyone either started talking to the person next to them, started arguing with that person or simply got quiet and sat down. Ballora nearly began panicking before she realised Ruin was here as well and calmed down a bit. The two of them sat down and began talking.

“Ruin, do you have any idea what’s happening?” Ballora asked, still slightly uneasy, glancing around at all the others.
“I’m afraid not, I have no clue how this could’ve happened,” Ruin responded quickly. “But, due to the podiums, the fact we’re in a forest and that there are so many others, despite the unlikely hood, I have an idea..”

“What’s your idea..?” Ballora asked.

“We could possibly be in some form of…The Hunger Games,” he said.

“Like the book series by Suzanne Collins?” She asked, alarmed by the idea.

“Yes, but it’s only an idea. I don’t quite know how this could happen…”

“Alright, I believe we’ve calmed down enough to continue!” The booming voice from before said suddenly, startling many of the contestants. “As some of you may have guessed, you all are from different dimensions! There are two people from each dimension here today. I have changed some things though. Such as changing sizes, giving some more humanoid forms or nullifying or taking away powers and certain weapons!”

“Dimensions? There are other dimensions!?” Someone yelled, obviously startled. After that, many others began talking loudly, most likely panicked.

“Everyone, everyone! Calm down!” The voice hollered over the crowd, quickly quieting them. “Yes, there are other dimensions. I probably should’ve explained that earlier, that’s my fault!” The voice said, laughing slightly. “But you are here for a reason! Now you may have heard of this before, so welcome to………The Hunger Games!” They called.

The crowd quickly burst into gasps and confused yelling. Some had no clue what “The Hunger Games” was, while the ones who knew were utterly horrified.

“Now, for those who don’t know what the hunger games is, I shall explain it. The Hunger Games is a game of skill, survival and sacrifice. Two people from multiple dimensions were chosen at random to be a part of it. You may choose to work with them, or you may decide not to. It’s up to you who you work with, but keep in mind, only one person can come out on top. You must find weapons and supplies to survive and your goal is to be the last one standing. Whoever is left standing by the end of the games will be rewarded with a great prize! Everyone understand?”

Everything was silent for a moment. But only for a moment, because afterwards the air was filled with terrified and outraged shouts from all around them. Ruin was silent, just staring in shock. His idea had been correct, but that was a bad thing.

“Everyone! Calm down!” Shouted the mysterious voice. “After the games are over, I have a surprise! I can’t tell you what it is, but everyone will be happy about it!”

“So you expect us to kill each other? How is that even fair when we have to go against literal dragons!” A girl with black hair and goth-looking clothes said, pointing to a podium with two dragons standing on them. One had sand colored scales while the other was white with pale blue scales.

“Like I said, I’ve changed sizes and nullified or taken away certain powers to make it more fair. As I said before, everyone here was chosen completely at random!” (definitely ;D) “Now, I will display everyone's names above them so that everyone will at least have the chance to learn one another’s names!” The voice boomed once more. After that, floating letters began to form above everyone’s heads. He saw all their names, but could only memorize a few before they disappeared.

“Alright, now that that’s over, let the games begin!” The voice shouted finally as everyone’s podiums began to lower. As soon as they were lowered all the way, the sound of canons shot through the air, signaling the beginning of The Hunger Games.

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As the sound of the canon echoed through the air, it was silent for a split second before the majority of the crowd sprinted towards the cornucopia in front of them. It was filled with food, weapons and other supplies for them to use. Ruin quickly grabbed Ballora’s wrist and began practically dragging her away from the chaos. They crouched in some bushes and began watching everything happen.

It was a complete battle ground out there. They watched as some contestants grabbed what they needed from the cornucopia and ran for the forest. They watched as a big, purple toy-like cat pinned down an orange dog and ripped their head straight off. He watched as one of the drone-like robots let a much smaller one climb onto their back before taking off into the air and as the dragons leaped into the air and flew the opposite way. Two cats, one black with white paws, tail tip and a white diamond on their chest, the other mostly white with a scar going from their ear to the stomach, ran into the bushes. The goth looking girl from earlier, now with a boy with black hair and green eyes, decapitated a giant flower-like creature.

“Ruin, what are we going to do?” Ballora asked, snapping Ruin out of his observation.

Ruin was silent for a moment before responding. “I’m not sure, but if we want to last long, I suggest we try and form an alliance.”

“Alright, but with who? Do any of them look…trustworthy?” Ballora asked.

“No, but I suggest those two,” he said pointing to the goth girl and black haired boy. “They look strong and we’ll need strong allies. Although, we’ll have to be very careful.”

Ballora nodded. “We should wait till the majority of the contestants have left.”

“Yes, we should, and we shall.” Ruin responded. And so, they waited. Thankfully, they didn’t have to wait long. They got quite lucky, as the two they were hoping to form an alliance with were the last ones out there. They began to leave the bushes and approach them. They noticed them nearly immediately, raising their weapons.

“Wait! We don’t want to fight!” Ballora said, quickly raising her hands up to show they were unarmed.

The girl glared at them, her spear raised towards them. “Then what do you want?” She hissed.

“We would like to form an alliance,” Ruin said, his hands raised as well.

“Why us specifically?” the boy asked, his bronze sword raised defensively.

“You seem quite strong, smart, too. You seemed like good allies,” Ruin responded.

They paused. “What are your names?” the girl asked, spear still raised.

“My name is Ballora, and this is Ruin,” Ballora said, gesturing to herself and then at Ruin.

“I’m Thalia, Thalia Grace, And that’s Percy Jackson,” the girl, Thalia, responded. She lowered her spear, but still kept close watch on both of the animatronics.

“It’s quite nice to make your acquaintance,” Ruin said, placing his hands behind his back respectfully.

Thalia just raised an eyebrow before looking over and grabbing a weapon. “Take this,” she said, tossing a silver sword to Ruin.

Ruin caught it and turned it over, inspecting it. “Thank you,” he finally said, nodding to Thalia.

“Mhm,” was all she said before tossing another weapon to Ballora. “Percy, keep an eye on them while we walk,” she said, picking up a bag and turning to walk towards the trees.

“Uhh, ok…” Percy responded, looking wearily at Ruin and Ballora. They obviously didn’t trust them.

They began to walk through the forest, looking for a good spot to set up a camp. The forest was quiet. Not even the sounds of birds or squirrels could be heard. It was…eerie, to say the least.

“So, what’s your dimension like?” Ballora asked, attempting to fill the silence.

“Why?” Percy asked, looking over his shoulder at them.

“Oh, umm….just trying to fill the silence,” Ballora said, looking around at their surroundings.

“It’s better to keep quiet. We don’t want to attract anyone else,” Thalia said, leading the small group.

“Fair enough..” Ballora said.

They continued to walk for a while, maybe thirty or so minutes, before discovering a large open area near a river.

“Here, this is the perfect spot to set up camp,” Thalia said, setting down her bag and unzipping it. She pulled out camping equipment and handed it to Percy. “Here, go set up the tents,” She said.

“Why do I have to?” he asked, obviously not wanting to.

“Because I said so, now go!” she hissed.

Percy groaned before walking away and beginning to set up the tents.

“So, what are you exactly?” Thalia asked them.

“Oh, we’re animatronics,” Ruin responded.

“So…robots basically?”

“Yes,” Ruin nodded.

“Hmm, so do you need to eat..?” Thalia asked.

“We don’t need to, but we do like to eat,” Ballora responded.

“Less food supplies we have to waste, then,” she said.

A few hours later, after Ruin and Ballora were sent to collect firewood, they were sitting around a fire. Percy and Thalia were cooking food while Ruin and Ballora talked. The sun was setting in the distance, pink and yellow reflected off the water.

“It’s quite beautiful, isn’t it?” Ruin said, his hands sat in his lap.

“Ya, it is,” Percy said, the sunset shining in his bright green eyes.

“Food’s ready,” Thalia said, lightly hitting Percy on the shoulder to get his attention.

Percy and Thalia ate while Ballora and Ruin continued to talk. After that, they all talked with one another. That’s when two canon shots boomed through the air, signaling the contestants that had fallen.

“Two down, at least it’s something,” Thalia said. “We need to sleep, who volunteers to keep guard?”

“I suppose I will,” Ruin said.

“Good, wake me up next in a few hours.” Thalia said. “Percy, do you know if you can use your powers to put out the fire?”

“Umm, no, but I could try,” he said. He concentrated for a few moments before water from the river suddenly splashed over the fire, putting it out quickly.

“That’s good, that means I still have mine,” Thalia said. “Alright, let’s get some rest.” She finished, ignoring the shocked faces of Ruin and Ballora.

And with that, Thalia and Percy took one tent, while Ballora took the other. Ruin sat out by the now extinguished fire, looking up at the stars.

“Let’s just hope we can survive this……at least for a while.”

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Qibli’s wings beated as he and Winter flew as fast as they could. He was still trying to wrap his head around all this. There are other dimensions, first of all, which is a horrifying thought. And they were somehow teleported here by some creepy mysterious voice to participate in what’s essentially a battle to the death. He was snapped out of his spiraling thoughts by Winter.

“So, what are we going to do?” The IceWing prince said, his white and pale blue scales nearly blinding Qibli from the sunlight reflecting off of them.
“I……don’t really know…to be honest,” the SandWing responded, his pitch black eyes darting around to look for any other flying threats.

Winter just responded with a grunt of……anger..? Qibli had no clue. Usually he was better at reading others, especially his best friend, but it had become nearly impossible for Qibli to tell how Winter was feeling since they got teleported here.

They continued flying for what felt like hours, night had fallen and two cannon shots rang out, which they attempted to ignore. Qibli’s wings felt like they were on fire.

“Winter, can we please land? My wings feel like they’re burning!” Qibli complained.

“Alright, I'm getting pretty tired, too,” Winter responded, beginning to glide down to the forest floor. Qibli quickly followed, landing right next to the spikey- both physically and personality wise- IceWing.

“Watch it!” he hissed as Qibli’s scorpion-like tail nearly stabbed him.

“Sorry!” Qibli said, quickly backing away to make sure he didn’t accidentally poison his friend.

That’s when they both heard a loud ‘snap’ sound coming from further away. Both of their heads jolted towards the sound, pausing to listen for another sound. Qibli tapped Winter on the shoulder and gestured for him to follow him.

“Where do ya’ think you’re goin’?” a voice said from behind them. The voice game from a tall, dark bluish-greenish robot with odd legs, two claws for hands, and a singular bright yellow eye.

“What do you want!?” Winter hissed, raising his spiked, whip thin tail aggressively.

“This thing is a battle to the death, I gotta kill someone! You two are some of the only ones that could actually put up a fight, and I can’t find that damn decepticon!” they said, putting his ‘hands’ on his hips and tilting his odd head.

“We don’t want to fight anyone! Let’s just talk this out! Maybe we could form an alliance..?” Qibli said, attempting to de-escalate the situation.

The robot just laughed. “Yeah, like I need help, besides…I love killing stuff!” they yelled, lunging at Winter before the conversation could continue. Winter quickly leaped out of the way. “My name’s Whirl by the way, thought you should know before I kill you!” the robot, Whirl, said, lunging at Qibli this time.

“Stop! We don’t want to fight!” Qibli yelled, leaping out of the way, too.

“You’re not gonna convince me out of it, so stop trying!” Whirl hissed.

“Fine, then!” Qibli yelled, his tail rattling. He opened his mouth, flames shooting towards Whirl. He leaped out of the way, laughing before lunging for Qibli again. Winter leaped at him mid-air, knocking him onto his side. Winter’s ice blue eyes were filled with pure anger as Whirl got back onto his feet. Winter raised his seraided claws and slashed at Whirl’s torso. Whirl stumbled backwards, a bright cyan liquid leaking from the gash Winter gave him.

“You’re better fighters than I anticipated, this’ll be more even then I thought!” Whirl called excitedly. He quickly leaped for Winter again before he felt scorching pain on his right leg. Qibli had shot fire at him. Whirl hollored, but quickly got back up, limping heavily from the leg injury.

Before Whirl could do anything else, Winter lunged at him, knocking him to the ground again. But this time, he opened his mouth, ice covering Whirl’s legs, keeping him in place. He raised his talon again, slashing at his eye before his arm was grabbed. Winter yelled in pain, Whirl’s claws digging into his scales, dark blue blood leaking out.

Qibli ran over to help his friend, his jaw clamping down on Whirl’s arm. Whirl let go of Winter’s arm, slashing at Qibli. He attempted to dodge, but got sliced on the shoulder, crimson blood dripping down his leg. Whirl broke free from the ice, lunging for Winter again. Qibli leaped onto Whirl’s back, slashing at his throat. Whirl hissed, knocking Qibli off as more cyan liquid poured from the gash. Winter took the opportunity to tackle Whirl again.

“I’m tired of this!” he hissed. Before Whirl could react, Winter grabbed his head and ripped it off, ending the brutal fight. Winter panted, throwing the head to the side.

“Three moons, Winter! That was incredible!” Qibli said, trotting over to him.

“Yeah….I guess it was,” the prince responded, a proud smile forming on his face. “Come on, let’s go set up a camp so we can try to patch up our wounds,” Winter said, beginning to trot towards the forest.

“Alright,” Qibli said, following his friend.

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Triton was absolutely horrified, to say the least. He was also confused. By the stars, how did this happen? How is this even possible? Why was he an earthling and how was he on The Earth’s surface? What was happening!? Him and Io just randomly got teleported here and now they’re supposed to kill people..? Triton rarely panicked, but he was on the verge of it. But he couldn’t. He had to keep his composure. So, when the canon shot rang out, he grabbed Io by the wrist and dragged him to the woods. Which was difficult, even as an Earthling Io was still significantly larger than him.

“T-Triton, what’re we gonna do?” Io asked, before erupting into one of his usual coughing fits.

“I don’t know, but we need to find somewhere to take shelter,” Triton responded.

They kept running, eventually stumbling upon a small clearing with a cave. They carefully walked up to it.

“I think we should stay here, it seems like our best bet,” Triton said, letting go of Io’s wrist and adjusting his sunglasses.

“A-alright!” Io said.

They walked inside and looked around. It was small, but it would work.

“Io, stay here, I’m going to go try and find some fire wood or something. I think I remember that earthlings need to stay warm…” Triton said, turning to exit the cave.

“A-alright! Just s-stay safe, alright?” He said, coughing again.

“Alright, I’ll be careful,” Triton said, before leaving and heading back into the woods.

…

It had been a long time since they’d gotten everything set up. It was night. It was so weird. Seeing Luna up above them in the sky felt so…wrong. They felt wrong. Triton just wanted to go home, even if that meant babysitting the other moons of Neptune. Now he was thinking of them. He was thinking of Pluto and the other dwarf planets. He really missed them, especially Pluto. He could practically feel his face burning. He didn’t like that. What’d earthlings call it…..blushing? Yeah, that was it. He hated it.

“Hey T-Triton..?” Io said, waving his hand in front of Triton.

“Huh…? Oh umm, ya, what were you saying..?” He asked

“Nothing, y-you were just spaced out. Are you ok?”

“Ya, ya, I’m fine just…..” Triton responded, pausing for a moment, “thinking.”

Io hummed in response, looking into the fire they’d started earlier. “I miss them…” He said sadly.

“.....Same..”

“I’m scared, too…” Io started coughing before continuing, “I don’t wanna die..” Io whispered.

“You won’t, I’ll make sure of that,” Triton said quickly, putting a hand on Io’s shoulder.

Io looked over to him before lunging at him and wrapping his arms around him. Triton reluctantly…what was the word..? Hugged, that was it, he hugged him back. Eventually, Io had fallen asleep against Triton. He was fine with it. Io needed it, and, while he hated to admit it, he did, too. So, they stayed like that all night, sleeping as if nothing was wrong. Happy and peaceful, for as long as they could before tragedy struck. They were happy…