So what happens when you combine the Teen Titans and The Hunger Games into a fanfiction?
A piece of royal shit. :/

Try hard to enjoy this, my duckies.

Disclaimer: I don't own this stuff.

It was just one of those days... where you just lounge around and bore yourself to death until something happened. And then when that thing happened and you were trying to get it done you suddenly wished you were bored again. And the cycle continues on and on and on.

The residents of Titans Tower were suffering though this kind of day, only they put it to full use and tried not to think about how much they would like to beat up a few robbers fleeing from a bank. They took up their usual activities...: Raven was reading one of her books, Starfire was watching Robin and Cyborg compete against each other in a video game, and Beast Boy was in the form of a dog, napping on the soft couch. It was quite boring, but the peace and rest was well appreciated.

Not for long, unfortunately.

A few minutes after Beast Boy had awakened from his nap the alarm went off. The game Robin and Cyborg were playing automatically paused and a map of the city took its place. The two teens threw down their controllers and took a peek. When a call to 911 was made, the Titans got it as well. Sometimes the Jump City cops couldn't take care of all the local baddies by themselves.

The black haired youth observed the call. "It's nothing. Just a complaint about a protester. He's probably just getting too rowdy, that's all."

"That's it?" Beast Boy asked as he changed back to his usual self. "Ugh, what a waste of time. Why can't one of us go down and the rest just take the day off?"

Cyborg let the map of the city fade away, revealing the shore of the city. "You never know, man. You've seen what protesters can do on those cop shows. Sometimes they can get so riled up they can flip a car over easy."

"Let's just go and get this done." Robin said as he headed for the elevator. "I have a game to finish." The only reaction was the roll of the eye from the already accused loser as they headed for the hangar.

. . . . .

"Settle peace! Your end is coming soon!"

The wonderful citizens from Jump City just walked around the man. Protesters were around all the time. This man was just the same as the others...only he had no sign. No slogans, no creative rhyme, no pins nor papers. Just he, himself and his voice. Because of the noise of the crowds the man was screaming out his warnings by the time the Titans arrived, letting the T-Car park not too far away from the location. The small group of people that were interested in the man's preaching let the five teens pass through.

"Be cautious, you ignorant fools! Your time will come, and this will be no more! No more Jump City, no more North America, no more freedom!"

Cyborg hung back with the other Titans as the leader approached the man. Not surprisingly the guy stopped his shouting as soon as Robin was in his sights. The Bat must have rubbed some of those intimidating qualities on him. "This guy sounds like he's warning us about 2012." He whispered to Raven. Like usual she seemed uninterested....though there was a spark in her eye.

"We'll know in a minute." She said.

The protesting man watched Robin with careful eyes as he was approached. Clearly the boy had an air of importance around him. His posture said it all. "Are you here to silence me?" He asked, wishing he could see behind that mask.

"Not entirely." Robin answered. "What are you here for?"

The man looked around, as if he was expecting somebody to spring out of nowhere and take him away. "I'm here to warn all of you. In the future something bad is going to happen if you don't straighten up and bring peace!"

Huh. The future? "How do you know what's going to happen in the future? You some kind of psychic or something?" He asked, crossing his arms and shifting his weight. This man wasn't any threat.

"No, no! I'm from the future, year 2432. Terrible things happen, and you have to stop it!"

Robin raised an eyebrow. The man's claims sounded ridiculous...but they had dealt with odd happenings from the future before. Starfire returned from a few years ahead of time, with stories of Beast Boy being bald and Nightwing. "Yeah? Like what things?"

"Years and years and years from now, North America will be destroyed. Your crimes and warfare and pollution will cause its destruction. But a new world will be created..and it will start with a capitol named Panem." The man paused. "They will take over everything! They will kill our children and leave us to starve!"

The man was starting to grow a little hysterical. He started to shake, and his eyes were wide, as if he was remembering a terrible event. To make sure the guy wouldn't hurt himself if he just passed out, Robin put a gentle hand on the man's shoulder and led him to a bench. The sudden hysteria and bits and pieces of the story had interested the other Titans. They rejoined with their leader at the bench. Starfire floated close to the man, her green eyes gentle. "Please, friend. What is your name?"

"Leonide." The man answered, and held up a gold pin that was fastened around a chain, like a necklace. It wasn't much, really. Just a picture of a bird.

Robin disconnected the pin from its chain and observed the little structure. Just because he was named after a bird didn't make him some professional bird observer. This was a breed of bird, but at the same time it looked terribly familiar. He held the pin up to Cyborg, who was also looking hard at the pin. "Cyborg, run a scan on his pin. Does that look familiar to you?"

Cyborg did as requested and let out a little 'hmph' at the results. He scanned again and shrugged. "That's weird. My internal data doesn't have anything on this bird."

The green changeling peered over Cyborg's shoulder. "It kinda looks like a mockingbird. But it reminds me of a blue-jay too." He said with a shrug. "If anyone should know that, it should be me." Beast Boy pointed to himself.

"It is a mockingjay." Leonide said. He watched as Cyborg ran his thumb over the golden bird one more time.

Nobody knew what to do when there was a sudden flash of light. Then after that, nothing.

. . . . .

Beast Boy groaned as he opened his eyes. Did he take another nap?

No, that wasn't it. The ground was cold and it smelled like it could rain. He was outside, for some reason. Were they fighting somebody? He opened his eyes slowly and saw a gray sky above him. Instead of the familiar skyscrapers and trees he was so familiar with, he saw towering capitol and people of all colors (literally) formed a tight circle around him. Beast Boy sat up with a little shriek of surprise, which left the crowd screaming and jumping back.

This wasn't Jump City.

Where was he? Beast Boy sighed a relief as he saw his friend sprawled around him, each of them starting to wake up with the same reaction as him, almost. He pulled himself to his feet and helped the others do the same. "Where are we?" Beast Boy whispered, looking at the weird new environment.

"What an unexpected surprise." A heavy voice stated not too far away from them now.

An older man was approaching them. His hair was gray with age, and wrinkles shone on his face. Yet there was something about him that made Beast Boy want to lower his eyes.

Who was this guy?

"It's not every day that a bunch of..." The man squinted at the lot. Beast Boy didn't think that anything was wrong with them. Compared to everyone else around here, the Titans were normal as normal could get. "...teenagers, such as yourselves, arrive with such a lightshow! Especially on the day the tributes arrive." Then came the murmurs of the crowd. Beast Boy could feel his ears droop a bit.

Robin took his place at the front of the group. Even he seemed a bit tense. "Who are you? Where are we?"

The old man didn't look surprised by Robin's question, for some odd reason. "I am Claudius Templesmith, and welcome to Panem!"

Tah-dah.