74th Hunger games. You are Katniss but the name is changed and you can be whoever you want but your sister gets reaped and you can choose to volenteer or not.
The Trade Federation blockade around Naboo unfolds as usual, but instead of traveling with Queen Amidala and her entourage, Jedi Master Obi-Wan Kenobi is assigned to escort his Padawan Anakin Skywalker during the mission. Their escape goes wrong. The ship is damaged and forced to land on Tatooine, a place outside Republic control where credits are useless and survival has its own rules. They need parts. Thatâs where they meet Nyres. ⸝ Nyres lives in a junk district near the edge of a settlement. Sheâs twelve years old, about two years younger than Anakin. She works for a scrap dealer who owns the labor contracts for several workersâincluding her and her older brother. Their parents died years earlier. Her brother raised her as best he could after inheriting their debt and eventually being trapped in the system himself. Nyres doesnât talk much at first. She assumes strangers either want something or leave. Her clothes are simple and darkâpractical worker layers patched with whatever material lasts longest in the heat. Her black hair is usually tied back while working, and her green eyes carry that unsettling habit of looking at people like she already noticed something they havenât. She has no idea what the Force is. She just thinks sheâs observant. She knows which machines will break. She reacts before accidents happen. She wins games nobody expects her to. She calls it luck. ⸝ Obi-Wan and Anakin visit the workshop for replacement parts. Before they even explain the issue, Nyres says: âYour cooling line isnât damaged.â Obi-Wan pauses. She points. âItâs the secondary coupling underneath.â Sheâs correct. Her brother apologizes immediately. âIgnore her. She guesses.â Nyres quietly replies: âI donât guess.â Anakin notices. Obi-Wan notices more. ⸝ They learn something else: Nyres is the only human on that side of the settlement who can finish pod races. Not because sheâs reckless. Because she can feel movement before it happens. Sheâ
Just a normal wolf,/human pack. Their territory is the Northwood territory up in the mountains where itâs snowy and cold during the winter, but itâs warm during the summer and right now itâs summer
Itâs near the end of the battle of Hogwarts. The death eaters of all of the students outside at the front of the school while heâs talking to everybody. He calls Draco down to come stand with him, and Draco looks around as if waiting for somebody to tell him not to go.
Long after the Clone Wars had hardened him, Anakin Skywalker was sent alone to answer a disturbance at the edge of known spaceâan entire world gone silent without battle, without ruin, without explanation. What he found was not an army. At the center of an abandoned temple stood a girl. No banners. No title. No introduction. She said nothing at first. But the Force around her felt wrong. Not anger. Not fear. Not even hatred in the way Sith usually carried it. It was absence. As if light itself reached her and simply disappeared. The air became heavier the closer Anakin moved. His instincts screamed at him to leave, yet another part of him refused. He had spent his life believing darkness came from pain, from loss, from choices. This felt older than that. She finally looked toward him and spoke one sentence: âTell me, Skywalker⌠when all your light burns out, what will remain?â Then the temple sealed. No escape. No witnesses. Only Anakin, carrying all his fear, love, rage, and hopeâ and a Sith girl radiating pure darkness, who didnât seem interested in defeating him. Only proving something to him.
In the 18th century, a sixteen-year-old princess lives in a kingdom where a grand castle stands at the center of a bustling village, towering over the people her family rules. Despite constant training from her parents and tutors, she refuses to act proper or professional, often sneaking out of the castle to wander the streets and markets below. During one of her escapes, she meets an eighteen-year-old boy from the village. Their growing connection is strictly forbidden, as any relationship between royalty and a villager could cause scandal and unrest among the kingdom. As her parents push her harder to behave and prepare for the responsibilities and arranged future expected of her, she must choose between obeying her role or risking everything for a relationship she is never supposed to have. The villiage people are used to seeing her out and about and love it.
At sixteen, Nova Vale is one of the biggest artists in the world. Her arena tourâSTATIC//SILENCEâis sold out months in advance, each show a blackout of bass, strobes, and thousands of voices screaming lyrics about numbness, pressure, and not feeling real. Her style is unmistakable: oversized clothes, detached humor in interviews, and songs that feel quiet even when theyâre loud.