"People of Panem," The youthful face of Gaius Hare, president of Panem, filled the glowing screen above the training room, "Our glorious tradition, the Hunger Games, is nearly upon us once more. And as you undoubtedly know, this year is a special one. Our first centennial, and our fourth Quarter Quell." He tapped a box that sat before him on his podium, marked with the Capitol's seal. "And as you know, with that comes a special condition for our games." He opened the box, withdrawing an envelope, elegantly marked with '100'. He unsealed it, carefully reading what was written upon it, before speaking.
"This year, not only the districts will be offering up tributes. For this year, to remind you of the Capitol's glory and superiority, six of our own children will compete alongside your twenty-four."
There was a chorus of whoops and hollers from the training room below. Marcius King looked down, smiling at the assembled group of twenty-four teenagers. He had not raised any of them, but he still considered them his children. They had been born nearly 18 years ago now, under his direction, their genetics chosen from among the past victors of the Games. They had begun their training as soon as they were able, given every advantage in their lives. They had been honed into perfection under his watch.
It was a shame only six of them would be able to compete. But it would be the six most capable, the six who would ensure the Capitol's victory.
As the president ended his address, the screen on the training room wall turned over to a countdown. The teens scrambled for weapons that hung from the walls, readying themselves as a door on the far end of the room opened. A massive mutt, its body covered with armored plates and horns, came charging through, bellowing in anger at the group. The fighters formed a ring around it, watching it, studying it for weakness. Finally, they struck, bringing down the great beast in less than a minute.
King smiled again. What a spectacle this Quarter Quell would be.
Author's Note: Hello all! This is my first fanfic in years, and I've decided to try out a SYOT! I'll be accepting all tributes from districts and the Capitol. For the purposes of this story, we are assuming that Cato won the 74th games, and there was no subsequent rebellion. The tributes from the Capitol have been genetically engineered using the DNA of past victors (you can specify canon victors if you'd like), but are unaware of this fact. They have been raised in normal Capitol families, but have been trained much as Careers are. They will be "reaped" with the drawing rigged in favor of the six most accomplished.
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