Long ago their was a rebellion.
A pathetic attempt to fight back against the suffocating hold of the government, the Capitol.
As the thirteen districts dove into a war, one they were bound to loose, thousands lost their lives for a petty nothing, dying at each others hands for a sacrifice that was unjust and un succeeding.
All they wanted was freedom. And the price of that was their deaths; was the obliteration of a district and the persecution of others.
Though this wasn't enough.
The Capitol was hungry and looking for revenge.
The districts were put under the strict command of 'Peace Keepers' although their job was the opposite of their name. Men in amour's of white and cowardly masks. They torture you and beat you, they starve you and tease you.
But of course that wasn't enough for the Capitol. It never was.
That's where their little game came in. When two 'tributes' from each district are taken from each district and forced to fight to the death, to die one way or another until one is left standing.
They are the victor and are showered in glory. Celebrated for mutualising children, all for some sick entertainment.
They called it the hunger games.
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No Time to Die (A DSMP Hunger Games AU)
FanfictionThe rules of the hunger games were simple. Two tributes are picked from each District - willingly or not - and then put in an arrangement to, over a couple of weeks fight each other to the death. Last man standing was the winner. This was something...
