Bloodshed and Tears: The 66th Hunger Games
"Ah, Mr Drake, I've been expecting your arrival." President Snow purred as Pompeii Drake III, the Head Gamemaker, entered his private study.
"I came as quick as I could, Sir. Is there a problem, in your message, you s-s-said it-t-t was urgent-t." Pompeii stuttered, always nervous around the powerful President.
"I just wanted to discus the upcoming games with you. Have you got any ideas on how to make them better this year?" President asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Yes, I've got quite a few actually, Sir. Would you care to hear some?" he asked eagerly.
"Oh, so you think the games I have worked so hard to keep going, need a lot of improvement?" President Snow asked, a sly look in his eye as he watched Pompeii catch the bait.
"N-n-no sir. Of course not. I just meant that I had lots of new ideas. Most of them are nowhere near as good as any of your sir. You are of course the mastermind behind the whole of the games. I just have a couple of ideas, that's all. You don't even have to use them, I just thought you might want to look at them, Sir. Of course, if you don't want to use them then-" Pomepii babbled but rapidly stopped as President Snow held up his hand to silence him.
"That is enough, Mr Drake. You have said your piece. Now please explain your arena idea to me slowly. What is this years theme?"
"Well, Sir, he theme for this years games is..."
A/N: Hi, thank you for checking out the first chapter of my SYOT. Sorry, I know this isn't very good, but it is just a sort of filler/introductory chapter to introduce you to the SYOT. Please submit a tribute or two, all the information and the form is on my profile. Thank you xx