WARNING: very different from my other story!

Sue Sylvester's rise to power had been fast and mind riveting. One day she had been a very successful cheerleading coach, the next she was the governor of Ohio. Her campaign had promised to rid all of the state's schools of their arts programmes, that only turned children into weak and whiny freaks and for some reason most of the population had agreed with her. The idea was already spreading like a wildfire, many states promising to follow Ohio's example. Her speeches were still as compelling as her little segments on local television had been. People followed her blindly. Very few tried to oppose her, most of them were men and women who had earned their living with arts, like Will Schuester or Holly Holiday and their resistance had soon been broken.. Shelby Corcoran had fled the state when there had still been the chance. Sue had closed that little loophole soon, now all the borders were guarded and fenced. No one got in or out without her consent.

Sue's power was endless, her enemies utterly defeated. Will Schuester? Nothing but a sorry, drunken excuse of a man nowadays. Yet she did not feel like she had achieved her ultimate goal. She wanted a state where no child would even consider picking up a crayon, tapping their feet or humming a song - and the newly elected president had just given her the green light for her most vicious plan.

The Hummel-Hudson family had gathered in front of the living room television, awaiting the newest government announcement. Watching the statements was absolutely mandatory, missing one would result in severe punishment.

"What do you think it is going to be?" Finn wondered.

"Probably yet another law." Carole replied.

Burt winced, they had arrested one of his employees just at the beginning of the week, someone had reported the father of three for whistling during a job. It had come close to having the tire shop shut down for good.

"There's probably a new forbidden colour for shoelaces." Kurt tried to sound sarcastic, but since it was actually a possibility he only sounded scared and bitter.

The government seal appeared on their screen, shortly followed by Sue Sylvester's face and the family went silent.

"Good Morning, citizens of Ohio." the woman said far too cheerily. "It is my pleasure to inform you of a new and exciting event that will be coming up."

"Football?" Finn whispered.

Kurt raised an eyebrow in reply, but chose to say nothing.

"As you all know I have recently freed our wonderful state of the horrible oppression that was performing arts." the blonde woman on screen continued. "We have all suffered long enough listening to self-proclaimed divas on mindless casting shows. And do you remember where it all started? Right, in our own schools. In those horrible glee clubs!"

Kurt and Finn exchanged another look. This could not be good.

"That's why I have come up with the idea to remind our state of what glee clubs have done to our children. How they have turned them into weak, lazy freaks who can't survive on their own and end up living off what our decent citizens worked hard for to earn."

Sue looked directly into the camera and smiled a creepy smile.

"Citizens of Ohio, I present to you: The Hunger Games!"

A huge banner was revealed behind the governor.

"Ohio had a disgusting number of twelve actively competing glee clubs, right at this moment members of those clubs are being picked up and taken to their respective schools. At each school a boy and a girl from the club will be chosen to take part as tributes in the Hunger Games. They will be placed in an arena with the other tributes and we will all be able to watch them fight each other to the death. The last remaining tribute will be rewarded accordingly."

The family was paralyzed in front of the screen that was now flashing the twelve glee club names. McKinley High's New Directions almost burned itself into their retinas. Before they could move, before they could even think of fleeing the screeching of tires was heard and uniformed men stormed the house. They were still too shocked to fight or scream when they were hauled into a van and taken to the school.

At McKinley High they were taken to the school's gymnasium, where Burt and Carole were separated from their sons. Kurt and Finn were taken to a special roped off section in the front.

"I should go, I am older." Finn whispered.

"Only by a few months." Kurt replied, sure that Finn did not even understand what he was offering.

Rachel was already standing between the red ropes, crying violently. Mercedes was trying to comfort her, but she was looking just as shaken. Puck and Quinn were holding onto each other like they were drowning.

"Shouldn't parents be excused from this?" the blonde girl asked hopefully.

Nobody replied, nobody dared to remind her that her daughter was away, safe with her adoptive mother. Nobody could form the words.

"What's happening?" Brittany asked confused.

Nobody had an answer for her. Was this even real? Were they standing here, waiting to hear who would be sent to certain death?

Artie pulled the blonde cheerleader onto his lap and softly stroked her hair. Mike was holding Tina as close as he could. Sam went to hug Mercedes, after Finn had reached for Rachel and pulled her into his arms.

"I knew I should've never joined this club" Lauren Zizes said.

Santana only snorted and it caused all of them to giggle hysterically.

The gymnasium turned quiet as Sue Sylvester and her assistant Becky Jackson entered the stage. Of course this would be the school she made her personal appearance. This reaping of tributes was broadcast live, while the ones in the other schools would only be aired as compromised reports afterwards.

"Dear citizens, I am standing here in front of you, at my old school, to present to you Ohio's very first Hunger Games."

As everyone in the building was either a prospective death candidate or the sibling or parent of one, nobody cheered. Sue still paused like she was waiting for the applause to end, they were probably adding the sound digitally.

"Today we are going to pick one boy and one girl from each glee club to compete in our wonderful games."

She gave a list of the twelve clubs, names like Aural Intensity and Vocal Adrenaline ringing bells with everyone, others were completely unknown. She told them that the Jane Adams girl tribute would be paired with a boy from a school called Dalton Academy as both clubs consisted of just one gender.

"Of course we do not want these children to enter our games without guidance, so each pairing will be issued a mentor. May I introduce to you New Directions' mentor William Schuester!"

Some of the kids gasped as a very drunk Will staggered on stage. He clearly had not shaven or taken a shower in weeks and they could only guess how much he must reek of alcohol.

"Well, he's gonna be useful." Santana whispered sarcastically.

"As our very own good luck charm Emma Pillsbury is now going to pull the names of our victors from our bowls."

A very unhappy looking Emma entered the stage, trying to avoid the eyes of the teenagers. She stopped in front of two bowls, each equipped with notes that surely held the names of the glee club members.

"Ladies first." Sue said with a smile.

Emma reached into the bowl on the right, everybody in the room held their breath as she looked at the note and read the first name:

"Brittany S. Pierce."

There was a muffled cry from a woman in the back, who must have been Brittany's mother.

"No!" gasped Artie, holding onto the sweet girl in his lap.

"Come up on stage Brittany!" Sue called.

Brittany stood up and began walking towards the stage, clearly still not understanding what was happening. Before she could reach the few steps another cry echoed through the gymnasium.

"No! Stop! No!" Santana was running towards the stage. "I volunteer! I volunteer!" she cried.

Everyone looked at the two girls clinging to each other and then at Sue Sylvester. A sinister grin spread across the woman's face.

"I'll allow it. Come on up, sandbags!" she pulled the latina close. "Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you New Direction's girl tribute: Santana M. Lopez."

Sobbing was heard from the back where the parents stood. Kurt briefly wondered if it was Brittany's mother sobbing with relief or Santana's mother crying for her daughter.

"Okay, now for our tribute boy." Sue nodded to Emma.

It seemed to take the ginger woman forever to pick a note and open it with her shaking fingers.

"Kurt E. Hummel." she read.

AN: What do you think? Continue?