Panem today, panem tomorrow, panem forever (a hunger games fan fic)
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  • Reads 447
  • Votes 23
  • Parts 12
  • Time 1h 25m
Complete, First published Sep 23, 2014
Ashleen Riwendell is only sixteen. She live with her drunken father and her 12 year old little brother in district eight. It's two years before the well known victors Peeta Mellark and Katniss Everdeen. So there is no way that there ever will be two victors this year. What happens if you then get thrown in with your best friends brother and you can't deside if you should let him live. Or win the games yourself so you can go back and save your own brother from the abusing and drinking father.
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22 parts Complete Mature

"My name is Peeta Mellark." "I am seventeen years old." "I am in love with Katniss Everdeen" "She betrayed me." "I was in the Hunger Games." "I've been taken prisoner." "Why am I not dead?" "I should be dead." - Peeta Mellark is abandoned. The girl he thought had loved him has left him in the hands of the Capitol. Her actions are not tolerated, but she's safe in District 13. Peeta holds onto his love for the Girl on Fire, but he's interrogated, tortured, and hijacked. - (Btw Suzanne Collins owns this world and these characters (duh) not me)