The soft grass provides a parallel reality to what is really going on. The war has made our world rough, and somehow someway, a country formed. They're calling it Panem, seemingly after the pandemonium that wrecked the country. After the third World War and the U.S. fought inside itself, it turned into a Civil War. Turning into states vs. states, someone finally rose up with a whip and smacked everyone into place. They released a Treaty of Treason, and from what is said, everyone thought it would never be allowed. When it was put into our new law system, we all looked closer. It stated that yearly, a pageant of honor would be held. The word pageant masked what the treaty really stated. It said somewhere in the depths of deception that each year, 24 civilians between the age of 12-18 would be entered into the Hunger Games. It sounds funny, like it's a competition for who can eat the most, but it isn't, it's quite the opposite. The Hunger Games is a fight to the death in an arena where only one person can leave. It's sickening, since 23 innocent people were killed. The new "Capitol" says it's what needs to be done in order to prevent a future rebellion. I sit in my district; relaxing in this peaceful grass, contemplating what could have been. I am the sole victor of the 1st annual hunger games, I am the survivor. I am not proud of what I did to get here and now the only thought I have is what could have been. 23 others were killed, 1 survived and this is our story.
This story will follow along from a first person perspective, but changing from character to character. The prologue was the after thought of the games, Its like a prequel, Next it will reverse back in time and start over without spoiling the victor.