Chapter one: The Idea

"And the new president is….. Mr Snow!" boomed the announcer.

The crowd cheered wildly as President snow stepped up to the podium. "My promise to all the people of Panem is that I will make this world like no other and food will be increased!" He shouted into the microphone before making his way to his new mansion with security guard surrounding him.

He was sitting at his desk singing some paperwork when suddenly the doors burst open.

Standing there was a short plump man out of breath.

"AND WHO MIGHT YOU BE!?" demanded President Snow.

" Please excuse me Mr Snow but I have a very important idea I would like to share with you" the man said excitedly.

" YOU DIDN'T ANSWER MY QUESTION! Insisted President Snow, " NOW WHO ARE YOU!?"

"Oh I`m sorry my name is Plutarch Heavensbee and I would like to share my idea with you".

" Have a seat" sighed President Snow indicating to the seat on the other side of the desk. " This better be important".

Why yes it is" said Plutarch.

" Well go on then spit it out you`re wasting enough of my time!" Snow said agitated.

"Ok. So like most people in Panem I was watching you being elected as President and"

"Are you saying that not everyone was watching me being elected!" questioned Snow.

" No No sir" Plutarch continued, " I was just saying that I was watching and heard you say that you would increase food and make this place like no other. Well as I was watching I came up with a brilliant idea. What if we hold an annual event among the districts and put two kids from each district into an arena and make them fight.

" Yes I like that idea but fight for what?" President Snow asked.

" Maybe they could fight for food. Yes whoever wins will get a lifetime supply of food" Plutarch said clapping his hands in delight, " But lets make it fair and say only twelve to eighteen year olds can be picked".

" Yes." said Snow, " But what would we call such an event?"

After some thought Plutarch suggested " The Hunger Games. Lets call it The Hunger Games.