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On the One-Hundredth Anniversary, two twists are to be introduced. As a reminder that men have always been in the forefront of the war, this year's tributes will be reaped from the pool of eligible men in each district. As a reminder that no one can even escape the power of the Capitol, even at the very close chance of freedom, this year's tributes will be exclusively reaped from the pool of eighteen-year-olds in each district. --- It is the One-Hundredth Hunger Games and the Fourth Quarter Quell in Panem. Twenty-Four tributes are about to be reaped from their districts. To be thrown to the custody of the Capitol and to an arena where they will partake in a deadly battle on national Television. However, this year is special as the Capitol will not only introduce one, but two twists that will change the way of the games, forever. Choices will be made. Promises will be broken. Blood will be shed.
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What if the rebellion failed, the hunger games continued? These are the 150th annual hunger games! To remind the citizens of the failed rebellion the Capitol decided to hide ruins in the arena. Vivus Redis, a seventeen year old boy from district 13, is being reaped. Will he survive and see his best friend and family again? Or will he die a horrible death in the arena? And what's up with all these mockingjay symbols? "Why?!", yells Res as she enters the room. "I told you to not do that! I told you that over and over again!" Tears start rolling down her face again, washing away dust and dirt. I don't know what to say, it's like I don't have a voice anymore, so I just stand up and go to her. (all rights for the original story to Suzamne Collins; obviously)

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