In the beginning (Prologue)
Just as the beginning of the Earth starts with seven days of God creating the world, this story begins when the rebellion acted on the Capitol. The city of Panem was never the same then, it was divided into twelve districts, each with their own element. The Capitol then came up with an idea of the Hunger Games, a gruesome event that happened annually that included annihilation, assassination and death. Each year, two tributes from each districts come together to face their own doom.
That was how strong the Capitol was.
Many young girls and boys were chosen to be seperated from their parents and it was silly how the districts haven't formed a rebellion yet.
That was a point, but not the main one.
The story begins with the sponsors in the Capitol. It all depended on them, whoever the sponsors liked, they were allowed to send them gifts while the tributes were in the games. Such as medicine if their favorite tribute were sick, or a couple of food if their tribute were starving. It was that 'free' within the city of Panem.
However in the heart of the Capitol were a Cathedral, the house of God, and the claimed sanctuary for refuges. Twelve hooded figures entered the grand entrance of the Cathedral, and the welcoming priest warmly escorted the cloaked figures inside. He was frantic, and the reason why they decided to come inside the Cathedral must be an important reason.
The arched, wooden doors quietly shut with a soft thud and the priest rolled down the curtains of each non-stained window seen. As the stained windows remained above all and still shining brightly in the rainy night, you could barely make out a figure lighting several candles if you looked closely through the windows.
A masculine voice first spoke up to greet the priest, "Father, forgive my companions for coming at this leisurely hour. But this matter is important and we must not bear hold on any longer."
The priest nodded and replied, "You have been forgiven my children, but we must not speak here when the Lord is praying. Come into our sanctuary." And he turned around and moved swiftly through the church into a doorway that led to another room, the cloaked figures following closely and respectfully, knowing that the House of God is for to pray. Once the walls they were in were safe and sound, the twelve removed their mysterious attire to reveal a group of three girls and nine boys. Each had a rosary in their palm; each one had their finger on the cross. Silently, they prayed and listened to the priest as he led the group in prayer.
After a few, short minutes they all immediately had gotten down to business.
"We must not hesitate to act upon the people, after all they are depending on us to save them." A short, blonde female said. She looked upon her companions to see some shaking their heads slightly, some nodding in agreement and some not even budging at all.
"That is true, but the Capitol knows we are on their side as well. Some people of Panem think we will betray them just like our ancestors did years ago." Another short being said, but this time it is a male. He had blonde hair just like the female and he had a feminine appearance. The priest nodded, and it was clear that the priest was on the side of righteousness. "I will do what is best with my children." He had said. A few hours later seemed like days to them, yet they needed to have this important discussion.
The clock tower not too far from the Cathedral had rung eight times, and that was when the priest knew it was time for his curfew. The younger twelve were aware, and they knelt down as the priest blessed them. He lifted his right hand and made a sign of the cross, "Let us put ourselves in the presence of the Lord…"