President snow looked out over Panam. It was in ruins, but Snow knew it would repair. The Capitol had to do something to keep the districts from rebelling again. But what? Suddenly an idea struck him. Of course!
Snow called a meeting. As the most important people in the Capitol filled in, they did it quietly. They all respected Snow. Even though he was only 20 years old, he was the ruler of Panam. They had to. "Everyone, I'm just getting strait to the point. We need a way to keep the districts in order. To stop them from rebelling again. How do we do that? The answer is simple. We take what they fought for. Their freedom and their future. What better to do than to take their children. A male and a female from each district. A total of 24..." He was interrupted by A woman dressed in purple. "But sir, what about district 13?" She said. "Oh Clashia, there is no district 13 it was destroyed yesterday. Anyway. A total of 24 tributes will be chosen the be placed in an arena for a battle to the death." Gaps are heard around the table. "Out of the ashes, one true victor will arise, reminding the districts of the capitols generosity. That victor shall be pampered till death. Of course the whole thing will be televised, so parents can watch there children's death on tv." Snow finished and everyone applauded, and they started to discuss details like the age group of children and should the have a talk show to let the Capitol get to know the tributes. In the end, we had the very first hunger games planned out to every single detail.
