So, I don't know why, but I was really itching for someone to do something like this. So when no one's done it yet, I decided to. So...yup. I don't know if I'll finish it, I haven't finished any of my stories yet. I guess we'll see won't we? I do not own the Hunger Games or Fullmetal Alchemist.

Ed stared up at the ceiling above his bed. It was morning, but he felt like postponing the day. He'd arrived in this world a year and a half ago, but he still had yet to actually meet any people. It was a tight community and his presence would definitely raise unwanted questions. And today was an important day in which he was required to be at.

It was reaping day. They day when a boy and girl between the ages of twelve and eighteen would be chosen to fight to the death in an arena filled with cameras. He knew his chances of getting picked were slim, but that didn't help the feeling of impending doom growing in his stomach. Something was telling him it wasn't going to be a good day.

With that in mind, he began to get himself ready for the day, showering and combing out his long blond hair and pulling it into a tight ponytail in the back of his head. He pulled out a clean black button down shirt and pulled it on. As the fabric pulled itself over his now flesh right arm, it tingled slightly, sending a rush down his spine. He'd had his limbs back somehow when he woke up, but he couldn't figure out why. As far as he knew, there'd been no equivalence other than sacrificing himself for his brother.

He made his way down the street watching others as he did so. Parents were clinging tightly to children of age, knowing that this might be their last chance to hold them. An older brother no longer of age held his little sister's hand as they walked to the center of town. It was scenes like this that made it easy for him to go unnoticed.

People were so absorbed in their own personal tragedies, that a lone boy passing was barely even a thought. He was allowed to slip through, but he was seen just enough to give him credibility of living there. He made his way to where the eighteen year olds were and sat down in the grass. He felt no need to stand when most of the district wasn't even there yet.

He noticed a fatherless family begin to calm themselves as they went off to their age groups. The mother was a fadingly pretty blond woman who seemed not to be entirely in the moment. The youngest was a tiny blond girl, looking almost identical to her mother. At the same time, the calm smile she wore separated her from her mother.

The elder girl was one he'd heard about around town. Boys often talked about her and her cool air. Her skin was tan and she had long dark hair to match. It was twisted into a simple braid much like the one Ed used to wear. While the blue dress when was wearing was slightly too big for her slender frame, her curves were still shown off without being excessive. Her face wasn't like her mother's, it was beyond it, even Ed wouldn't deny that. He knew that even Winry might become self conscious around her.

With a sigh he turned to stare back up at the scaffold. The mayor sat on a chair already waiting for the Capitol administrator to arrive. The chair beside that sat empty and It wasn't shocking. District twelve had only one victor, but he was a drunk and wasn't usually fit for public. Nearly everyone was there now, even the Capitol administrator had just shown up. She was climbing the steps now, smothered in pink. Ed had no look away to avoid an urge to strangle her.

He stood up now, realizing it was nearly time. The woman in pink began to frown after a chat with the mayor. She was looking anxiously around, obviously looking for the drunk victor whose name Ed never cared to know. Moments later, the man stumbled onto the scaffold, obviously drunk. Ed was suddenly reminded of all those times Mustang's men had forced him to drink and frowned. He shook his head quickly to rid himself of those thoughts. That was all gone now and he knew it. He couldn't sacrifice himself again and he knew it.

The pink woman calmed instantly and put on a large fake grin. After a cue, the mayor rose and began to speak. Ed immediately tuned him out. The woman spoke too, but he knew they had nothing to say that he wanted to hear, he'd listened last year. He began to pay attention however, when her hand reached into one of the glass bowls beside her. Clearly and in a loud voice, she said the name into the microphone.

"Primrose Everdeen!" There was a brief silence while the small blond girl he'd seen before took small steps out, no longer smiling, but on the verge of tears. Before she could get too far however, another voice called out. "I volunteer! I volunteer!" Its owner raced out and grabbed Primrose's arm. It was the elder girl. Ed immediately felt for her. He knew exactly what she was doing and would root for her no matter what she did.

The pink woman and the mayor spoke for a woman before asking the elder sister her name. "Katniss Everdeen" she breathed out realizing her sister was safe. Primrose was sobbing now and didn't want to leave her sister. Ed saw movement from his peripheral vision and noticed a boy his age reach out and hold Primrose back. He looked similar to Katniss, but similar enough to be related.

He coaxed the girl back to her place and went back to his. The pink woman reached into the other bowl and pulled out another name. With a smile the name escaped from her lips the same way Primrose's had. "Peeta Mellark!" Katniss's face fell instantly. She had some history with the boy, whatever it may be. Ed frowned, knowing what he had to do. This girl needed a break. Living in district twelve was bad enough, but giving your life for your sister and being forced to kill someone who you'd never be able to kill certainly didn't help.

Before Peeta could step out, Ed pushed his way to the front and raised his hand. "I volunteer" he said loud enough for everyone to hear. He caught a glimpse of the Mellark kid on his way up. He was sure that his decision to volunteer had surprised everyone. This kid no one knew was volunteering? No, couldn't be. Taking a deep breath, Ed announced his name to them. "My name is Edward Elric and I volunteer."

So yeah. First chapter. Review please...thanks...