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Today was the day, the 1st Hunger Games with complete Capitol involvement. In city hall of the formerly prestigious Capitol were two large jars akin to the twenty-four that used to be paired across the former twelve districts. In those jars were the names of every boy and girl between ages twelve and eighteen who used to live in the lap of luxury in the Capitol.
Today, the Capitol would know the real fear of the ever famed Hunger Games, having to sign their own children up for the death match.
Katniss, the Mocking-Jay, had been given the honor of selecting the twelve girls and twelve boys who would participate in that years games.
"You ready, Katniss?" Peeta's voice asked from the other side of her dressing room.
"Yes, I'm coming," she said, heading to the door.
"Wow," Peeta said upon seeing her, "You look beautiful."
"Thank you," she smiled, looking down at her outfit. She was wearing a dress very similar to the wedding dress the Capitol had voted for her to wear. There were small wire wings coming off her shoulders trailing along the top. Unlike that dress, however, it was black and had an aline skirt that reached her ankles. "I have been waiting so long for this day."
"Shall we?" Peeta offered his hand to her.
"Let's go," she held onto his hand as they walked to the stage.