Introduction:

The large crowd of people stood crowded around the stage where the new ruler of the world was standing. Behind him are the people who used to be his executives, but now have a new title: gamemakers.

The people in the crowd had no idea what to expect. All they knew was that Arthur Griffin had a new game he was planning and would be randomly selecting 24 people to participate.

"So I've decided that 24 of you shall compete in what I call the Hunger Games. You'll be trained to survive and prepared to fight to the death," Griffin pauses as the crowd murmurs in unrest at this news. "I love me some human hunting. Now, to pick the people who will be tribute in the games."

A woman rolls a large ball to the front of the stage. Inside are thousands of slips of paper. "On each slip, I have written the names of everyone I know. Which is quite a lot of people," Griffin comments when he sees everyone looking at the ball confused.

He walks to the ball and reaches in, taking his time to choose someone. After dramatically taking out the paper, he reads the name on it aloud. "Our first tribute is Lucy Stone!"

A girl with bright red streaks in her hair and in a leather jacket makes her way to the stage, a determined look on her face. When she walks on to the stage, Griffin throws his arm around her. "Ooo, you look like a feisty one. Surely you'll put up a good fight."

She jerks away from him and glares as she walks to the building behind the stage. The place where the tributes will live before the games.

Arthur Griffin brushes off her cold shoulder and picks another person. "Next we have Jenny Tinkler, the singer in the band Death Smash."

The girl is pushed towards the stage when she freezes in place. As she walks into the building, Griffin picks another tribute. "Next is Jennifer Woods."

The fierce blonde Jennifer makes her way to the stage hesitantly, unsure of not being with the other two Jennifers.

"This will be interesting," Griffin says as he reads the next name. "Gustavo Rocque."

"What? How can I be picked for these stupid games?" the angry record producer shouts as Griffin's assistants drag him to the building.

"Next is Guitar Dude."

The teen looks up from where he had been talking a group of people when he hears his name. He sees Griffin looking at him and waves. "What's up?" He starts playing his guitar and sings, "What's up? What's up? What's up?"

The assistants start dragging him away while he's still playing. "Yes, what's up," Griffin says and laughs. He reaches in the ball and picks another person. "We have a Miss Katie Knight."

An older woman lets out a sob as the younger girl starts to walk to the stage. A tall blond boy holds on to her, trying to comfort her while holding in his own sadness at seeing his little sister picked.

Griffin pats the girl's back as she passes him on the stage. "Next tribute is James Diamond."

The tall brunette pauses in the middle of combing his hair. "What?" he says as someone behind him gives him a push towards the stage. He turns back towards his three best friends, fearing this might be the last time he sees them.

As an assistant leads him to the stage, Griffin announces the next tribute. "Carlos Garcia."

The short Latino pats his helmet before running towards his best friend who is almost at the stage. "Hey, I've got your back, buddy," he says and smiles at him before walking on stage with him.

"How touching, boys," Griffin says as they pass him, seemingly caring about their friendship. But the two other best friends of James and Carlos know that he doesn't care at all, and can't wait for the blood to start being spilled.

"On to the next tribute! We have Hawk!"

The man walked to the stage confidently, muttering something about getting revenge on Gustavo.

Griffin smiles as he picks another person. "Oh, this sure is getting interesting. Next is Logan Mitchell."

The brunette's face turns to one of fear when he hears his name. He hesitantly talks a step forward when his last friend left grabs onto his arm. "Logan, you can't go."

He sadly looks at his friend as the assistants grab his arms and start dragging him to the stage. "I'm sorry, Kendall. I have to."

Griffin shows no pity towards separating the friends and picks the next name. "And we have the last member of Big Time Rush, Kendall Knight!"

The tall blond is tightly hugged by the woman he was comforting earlier. They are forced to separate and Kendall is led to the stage. But the woman's sobs can be heard over the quiet crowd.

As Griffin pulls out the next paper out, he frowns slightly. "Mercedes Griffin."

"What? Can't you stop that, daddy? You're going to make your own daughter fight to the death?" The girl yells at him from the other side of the stage.

"Yes I am going to make you be in the games. You were picked; you have to be in it."

She storms off the stage into the hotel and Griffin returns to the ball of names. He quickly picks the rest of the names. "Reginald Bitters… Jett Stetson… Jennifer Knight… Kelly Wainwright… Camille Roberts… Jo Taylor… Buddha Bob… Wally Dooley… Dak Zevon… Jennifer Evans… Jennifer Montez… and Tyler Clarke."

After the last person has entered the building, Griffin turns to face the crowd. "Our 24 tributes have been selected. They are being prepared right now for a chariot ride through the city tonight, where you will all get a better look at them. This is required viewing, so make sure you are somewhere with a tv. Happy Hunger Games."

I've had this idea for a crossover between BTR and Hunger Games because they're two of my favorite things. Let me know if you would read this story, and I'll make sure to write it. The next chapters will probably be in Kendall's POV because it'll be easier for me to write instead of third person. So let me know what you think :)