A/N-So I guess you should know the twist- Well I had this idea where every tribute would basically have their memories taken away. Then sent into the Arena. I know it is confusing but this chapter WILL explain, if you have any questions though just ask :) I don't bite I promise. Anyway in the story I should warn you it will start from the Games and all the tributes will have no memory, or little memories. During the Games they will start to remember and stuff will happen and… oh just read the chapter.
Chapter One: A Twist
The young Gamemaker sat at the dark wood table twirling a pencil between his fingers. Mind you not just any bumbling fool of a Gamemaker sat at this table. No this little Gamemaker was the Head Gamemaker! The title breaks a smile across his lips. Of course it would though; after all he got everything he wanted. Fame, money, females…., and so much more. Not just that but he did it through being twisted and sadistic and doing things that are usually illegal. Who could not love this?
A sane person, then again our little Phineas was not very sane of a person. Who could willingly overlook the entire design of an Arena and Game designed to turn teenagers into killers, until one is left? No one sane and Phineas knew it and accepted insanity with open arms because it brought him fame.
Of course there were the disadvantages, like working long nights only lit by a small dim light and coffee. Lots and lots of coffee. Today though was different, it seemed like every other all-night work session Phineas had to perform for work except for the presence of the very old Xia over his shoulder. The woman was once Head Gamemaker… but that was so very long ago. It was the twenty-seven year old boy's turn now for the job title. What made tonight very different than most is the scientist that are simply hired to overlook the Hunger Game's projects were more advanced science was involved finally came up with the procedure to fit this Quarter Quell's needs. Of course it also took much longer to fit Phineas's big expectations.
"So how is the serum going?" Xia asked the old woman obviously nosy and Phineas saw the opportunity to interest her. He always loved to grab people by the collar sometimes and just speak of a tale that would have the begging to hear the ending. At least that is how he saw it.
"It is going magnificently my darling!" He says but Xia doesn't budge at the nickname. He gets to his feet that extra rush from his latest cup of coffee allowing him the energy to go on dramatically telling Xia everything he had to say, and boy he had lots to say. "You see any normal and boring person would decide that they would just remove the tribute's memories. Not the ones of learning of course, just memories. Memories of people and events happening in such tribute's life. That would be boring though because we would have to keep reminding them and tell them that they have to kill each other."
"Sounds awful!" Xia says sarcastically, not like Phineas detected the obvious sarcasm.
"You are very right my darling! See I decided to do something more different than removing. I am building a dam." He said pleased with the metaphor he had come up with.
Xia blinked confused. "And how is that?" She asks tired and not as hyped up on caffeine as Phineas.
"Well I will tell you that!" Phineas chimed looking up at the ceiling and thrusting his hand in the air. It took all of Xia's self control she had gained in all of her many years not to roll her eyes at the dramatic boy. "You say I am building a dam for the memories." He says picking up the pencil and drawing a crude drawing of a brain, well the outline of it. After that he wrote memories and drew a sharp line blocking it off. "This is the memories, and I am blocking such water from entering the tribute's access. It doesn't end there though; I will have control of such dam. I will control memory flow. Eventually memory by memory tributes will regain things and figure out their pasts and just what they were put into the Arena for. This will cause drama." He says. Then he moves pretending as if he is a tribute and his lower lip trembles. "Oh should I tell me friend or not?" he says smiling.
Crazy enough it was smart, Xia hated to say it but the boy was fairly brilliant but the way he exaggerated everything drove her crazy. "That isn't too bad." She comments.
"I know!" Phineas says smirking showing off his shining white teeth. "Because these tributes will have much pressure on these dams… and we all know that sooner or later that dam must break. And outflows the river of memories." Phineas says sadistically.
A river of memories.
That was short and not too good -.-' sorry for that but I just wanted to explain this all in a way hopefully you guys can understand. Any questions though feel free to ask! Also this will be written in first person! I said before (I think) that the story will start in the Games were the tributes wake up. I think this is best because while the tributes slowly regain their memories the readers will also slowly see their back-stories. See where I am going? I am going to be honest you guys are going to have to trust me… Anyway form is on my profile and one last thing (yup I ramble too much)
Reviewing. In this story with no bloodbath and no before Game chapters days will be divided into many chapters (maybe four chapter per day?) but anyway how am I supposed to know if you are reading if you don't review? Also it is simple curtsey so please leave a review. I get if you can't constantly review because of life but please just once and a while leave a review. Or I promise your character won't get far. Sorry but it is only fair.
P.S. Sorry for any mistakes but like Phineas I am running on caffeine.
Oh and I am going on a trip for the Holiday and won't be back until Monday after next Monday, but I promise if you see will respond to you guys through my phone and all during the time.