(A/N) This is my first fanfic guys! I'm super excited. Put your tributes in the palm of my hand, where they will face their worst fears and live their most terrifying nightmares! I hope you like it, review so I will know your opinion! Please PM me with your tribute ideas using the guidelines at the bottom. May the odds be ever in your favor!

Disclaimer: I sadly do not own The Hunger Games:(

Head gamemaker Seneca Crane had a problem. Last year's games had been quite a bore in the capitol, and if that didn't change this year, Crane may lose his job and maybe even life. This terrified him, but he didn't waste that terror. He used it to play off others fears, the tribute's fears. This would be the final test of keeping their sanity. It would be dramatic and gruesome. No way way he was out of that control room yet, he chuckled to himself while modifying a the arena plans.

What is your tributes:

Age, gender, district (please have a back up one too), personality, physical appearance, history, family/friends, token, worst fear, and any other odd tidbits you want me to add.