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Don't kill me for the lame title!
Hello! Before I start the story, PLEASE MAKE SURE YOU READ THE FOLLOWING SUMMARY:
In Panem, the older countries have become nothing but legend, the living bodies of each country living in suspended animation for their safety. No one knows they're there, and no one realizes they ever existed. Except for the new countries that have risen from the ashes of the old, and the militaries of each country.
Panem, on the ruins of North America, is the successor to America in the countries, and wants to make sure that all of them stay where they are. The others aren't so quick to agree, and have started a search to find where the older countries have disappeared to, and bring them back.
The fight is on, and it'll happen in a way no one could ever expect.
Now, if you've read this, you'll notice I mentioned other countries. The way I've planned this is that you've got Panem, on the ruins of North America, but you've also got new countries where the old ones were, so the human population still spans across the world, only they're run down and aren't living the way they once could.
Basically: Yes, the other countries could be considered OCs, or they could be considered expansions on The Hunger Games. I'm not going to pick or choose either way. You can make the decision for yourself.
And now, on with the story!
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Disaster came, and nearly destroyed all the countries. In a last ditch effort to make sure the countries personified were safe and could remain so, they were placed in suspended animation for hundreds of years.
"It's the red arrow on that elevator you never want to hit," it was whispered, for it was believed that under the living quarters of all the tributes for the Hunger Games was where the countries reside. "I hear that if you press the button and proceed there, you could destroy everything."
"The security's so tight once you get down there. You could walk in complete darkness and still be caught on cameras, and if they catch you trying anything, they wouldn't hesitate to shoot you on the spot to make sure whatever's down there stayed safe."
Not that anyone in The Capitol or any of the Districts knew what was down there. They thought it was a secret weapon or a bomb shelter. For the hundreds of years they've remained in suspended animation, the countries have remained safe.
Until today…
"Will they really die if we release them?" President Snow muttered, looking at each of the countries lined up against the wall, in glass tubes.
"I'm not sure about all of them," the one standing next to him answered. "I wouldn't expect any of the European countries to survive, though. Probably none of the Asian countries either. America would probably be the only one that'd remain safe."
President Snow looked troubled. "Which one is America?"
The brown-haired male shrugged. "Who knows? I only came around after they had been placed into suspended animation."
"But surely you must remember which one is which," President Snow urged.
"Nope," the male answered bluntly. "This is my first time being down here, looking at my predecessors. I didn't even think they still existed, which makes me wonder, when everything got destroyed, how did the humans succeed in getting them all down here, to this one spot?"
President Snow didn't answer his question. "The others, they will be arriving soon, won't they?"
"I've got reason to believe Burginham and Telerus have already arrived."
"I'll let you do whatever you need to too stop them," President Snow said. "For now, the countries' lives are in your hands, Panem."
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"Are you sure they're here?" the blond asked, looking down at the fenced-off town. He was wearing a purple trench coat and blue jeans, with black boots.
The black-haired female beside him sighed and said, "Burginham, they aren't down there, but if my resources are right, then we can reach them from down there." She was wearing a white military uniform with black stripes running down each arm and leg, with tennis shoes. Connected to her belt was a kantana.
"Well, how are we going to get in?" Burginham asked, batting his eyelashes at his companion.
Telerus slammed the hilt of her kantana into his face. "Why is it that out of everyone I had to get teamed up with, it's you? I'm going to be having serious talks with Hwain about that later!"
"You've said that before," Burginham answered. "Why don't you actually do it?"
Telerus muttered, remembering who it was Hwain was descended from. "Because, if his onii-san is anything like we think he is, he's the wrong guy to get the bad side on. So while we get this plan undergoing, you're going to be the one going after Panem."
"Why me? You're the one with the pretty kantana," Burginham complained.
Telerus glared at him. "Because, Onii-san and his friends need us right now, before whatever Panem and its military have planned for them is complete. We need to free them. Now come on." Telerus ran off, heading for the town below.
Burginham followed, finding Telerus stopped in a clearing talking to another blond. This one was a lot stricter and sent out seriousness in waves. "Hey, Ven, about time you showed up," Burginham greeted the country.
Telerus and Venim glared at him. Telerus turned back to Venim, saying, "Thanks for getting us the supplies."
"Hwain wanted me to tell both of you to be safe when you start," Venim stated. "We believe that Panem already knows you guys are here."
"Well, if everything I asked for is in here, then there won't be a problem," Telerus answered, grinning.
Venim nodded, walking off. Telerus, meanwhile, turned around and set the bag on the ground. She pulled out a wig – a brown one that would easily cover her hair – and scissors. "Burginham, come over here," Telerus said, placing the wig on. She didn't even spare a glance in his direction.
"What? No way! You're not cutting my precious locks!" Burginham protested.
Telerus growled, "It's not for your pleasure. We can't risk Panem figuring out who we are sooner than he possibly can. You heard what Venim said about them already expecting us!"
Burginham gave in, walking over and settling on the ground. The snip of scissors and hair falling to the ground filled Burginham's sight for the next few minutes.
"Ok, done," Telerus smiled. She rummaged in the bag, pulling out a mirror.
Burginham looked and nearly fainted. "You've nearly cut all of my hair off!"
"At least you look like a guy now," Telerus smirked. She pulled out some drags and tossed them at him. "Put these on. No complaining!" Telerus pulled a second pair out and hid behind a tree. A few minutes later, she walked back over, completely unrecognizable except for her sparkling brown eyes as she laughed at Burginham.
"That's right, laugh it up," Burginham grumbled, wearing a tattered and very dirty shirt with ripped pants.
Telerus stated, "The shoes need to come off." She pulled out her kantana and said sweetly before Burginham could protest, "Now."
A few minutes later, after hiding their clothes and weapons where Venim could pick them up later, they were walking for the district again. Telerus was explaining the plan to get in to Burginham.
"But why do we have to act like that?" Burginham asked.
Telerus explained, "We've got to make them believe we've been wandering forever. If you can't manage the act, I'll just rough you up until you do."
"I'm going to be fine," Burginham hastily answered. There were a few things he learned: Never disagree with Hwain, don't argue with Newgard, and if Telerus offers to rough you up a bit, she doesn't mean have sex. She means beat you to a bloody pulp. The last one Burginham learned the hard way, and only lived from the fact Hwain found them before Telerus could fully finish him off.
Telerus smiled, saying, "There's a good boy. Now come on. Onii-san and the others might now have much time left."
Burginham didn't need Telerus to beat him up. By the time they reached the fence, he was starving and tired and it would take him forever to get back to his pleasant form from before, with all the branches scratching him and bugs biting him. Telerus didn't appear to be much better off, but Burginham knew better. She was just acting.
"Hey!" Telerus called out when they got within sight of the fence. "Please! Can someone help us?"
"There's a girl over there!" someone from inside called. "A male too!"
Burginham swaggered slightly, from a sudden blood loss. He fell to the ground, hearing Telerus cry out for help as Burginham's consciousness slipped away.
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"And so it begins…"
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Tell me what you guys think! Ok, so like I explained, the countries are new ones kind of descended from the older ones. So the chart goes as follows:
Panem = America
Telerus = Japan
Burginham = France
Venim = Germany
Hwain = Russia
Newgard = England
See why Telerus and Burginham were so reluctant to talk to Hwain? And yes, I basically came up with the names myself. Except I'm so bad at coming up with them, I couldn't think of any other names. Help? Just give a name and say what older country they would be personifying in the newer world (and please say if they're male or female!).
R&R Please!
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