Foreword:
The Boot camps started shortly after the Hunger Games fell from grace, many protested the ban, some even fought, but eventually, the rioting lost to the iron fist of the Mellark family tree. Some fought for the sanguine lust of blood, death and victory, but others were born to rebel ro refuse to conform. I was a no conformer, I was a fighter. Down the line though, those who went on fighting, holding their own reaping's and twisted versions of the Games held out in the woods, were all arrested and shipped away. A type of prison was built away from the districts strictly for those who rebelled against the Mellark's. The camp is where we would stay, where we would live and mingle with those of us who shared our own same twisted outlook. The official name was District Camp 14, but eventually it picked up the name Boot camp. Tons of rumors spread through what was left of the capitol and eventually the word reached the Districts. Some said the Tributes, what we rebels were called amongst the districts, were being punished, tortured, and beaten. Some said we were being experimented on, and others said that we were being trained and forced to fight to entertain the head of the camps. Some rumors were completely fictionalized and wrong, but others truer than most. The games have been dead for 26 years now, but the Camps in the past 10, are more alive than ever.
