The Initiation. (Team LMNT)

The blue haired girl and muscular boy stood in the crowded hallway. They were excited, and so was everyone around them, it was the day of the Beacon Academy Initiation, the day that would decide their futures. To the girl, succeeding meant the first step of her lifelong dream, to the boy, it meant the chance to avenge a loved one long dead.

'So Terra,' the girl said. 'Any ideas for a partner yet?' Terra made a show of scratching his chin and replied, 'Hmm...I dunno Nima, though that guy looks like he packs a punch.' gesturing to a small, nerdy looking boy. Nima was visibly stunned for a moment before Terra added 'Nah, I'm just kidding." and with a pat on Nima's shoulder, "Who else would I choose other than the best sister in the world?" Laughing, they started making their way to the cliffside where they would soon have to fight for their lives and futures.

Further down the hall, a boy with spiky red hair made the final check of his weapons. It was an important day for him, and he did not want to let those who cared for him down. A lot was at stake here today, more than his own life even. Everything had to be perfect, every component of his guns, every bullet, every move he made in the initiation, must not fail. Satisfied, he slung the massive shotgun on his back, and walked down the long hall where Terra and Nima passed mere seconds ago.

Even further away, a girl watched the distant building from the shade provided by a large tree. She made a mental note : Weapons": She looked down at the prize she had confiscated years ago. Ivory white in her hand, gleaming silver at the blades. "No problem." she thought. Her priority was Dust, and this was the only time of year she could steal any. She must replenish her supply of Dust, or else face a year of hunger. Resolve increased, she watched the building with hawk-like determination. Any minute now, and the rain of people would start.
 * "Food and water: still OK.
 * Clothing: enough for a while longer.
 * Dust: dangerously low.