The President James Snow walks up to the podium on the small tv in our living room. He smiles to the audience as they cheer for him. They don't understand what it's like living as a labrat. Being picked and pricked to go into the games to be killed. Every year we lose 23 kids to murder in the games. 500 Years time what 23? So many kids have died just from them.
I frowned as he smiled. His father's great grandfather created the games. The dynasty of the snows, has been the most powerful empire in the world.
He grins as he waits for the audience to calm down. After complete silence draws over the country to listen to his speech, he coughs.
"People of Panem, I would be proud to present the welcoming of the 500th hunger games! As you all know, every 25 years we celebrate the Quarter Quell. A special games will happen, each year a different thing will happen. This year," he grabs a slip from a wooden box and he clears his throat before speaking.
"The arena will be bigger, because now 10 tributes will be picked from each district. 5 girls, 5 boys."
My family gasps. That increases our chances of getting picked by 5. Even though 5 is a small number, huge difference.
I cling to my younger twin sisters. If by chance us three could all get picked. I'm 16 and they're 13.
The president welcomes his exiting into a room behind the large box standing over the audience.
Dark times. It's all a nightmare. A nightmare we can't wake up out of. Its horible.
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The Hunger Games 500th
FanfictionIf Katniss never came to the reaping and Prim died while in the games...what happens now? 500 Years into the games and a young girl Destiny Dawn steps up. Will she? Can she? Destroy the games once and for all?
