The world is not the same as it used to be. Instead of countless cities and towns, only twelve main counties, or, districts, remain. Let's start with the beginning of it all, shall we?

After our run-in with the Volturi, we continued on with our lives in a very simplistic manner. Edward and I could finally appreciate and bond with Renesmee without having to worry about anyone jumping in and snatching her away from us. Carlisle and Esme once again had the peace they've striven for in their hundreds of years of existence. Emmett of course was bummed for a bit about not getting to fight, but Rosalie was especially glad for not having to move again so soon, and not losing her niece. Alice was, well, she was Alice. I don't think any other words can describe her. Jasper and I have gotten closer, and he's like the brother I never had, besides Emmett. And Jacob, well, Jacob was ecstatic that Renesmee was allowed to live.

But of course, as we all have come to know, all good things come to and end. Like I said, America has changed, and for the worse. The people of the United States began to act out, and soon destroyed their own country. Little did we all know, though, that a small little nation was brewing, right in the center of America. All too soon, what used to be America was now known as Panem.

Thirteen districts were developed, each one serving its own purpose for the Capitol. District one, by far the richest of the districts, was given the industry of luxury, the main cause of it's wealth. District two, probably the second wealthiest district was the masonry industry, making every kind of weapon known to man. District three acquired technology, district four was fishing, district five power, district six transportation, district seven lumber, district eight textiles, district nine grain, district ten livestock, district eleven agriculture, district twelve mining, and finally district thirteen had the industry of nuclear weapons.

But soon, the districts grew tired of always having the Capitol to answer to, and they rebelled. The Capitol didn't like this, of course, and went out and destroyed district thirteen. The Capitol then conjured up a little contest called the Hunger Games, which requires each of the twelve remaining districts to send one boy and one girl from ages twelve to eighteen to compete in a battle for their lives- only one winner would ensue.

Seventy-three years of these games has past, and only now is it starting to cause a ruckus in the supernatural world.

The Quileutes, known for wanting to protect the human race, have grown tired of watching twenty-three innocent teenagers die every year because of the Games. They've now pleaded for us to do something. We're vampires, yes, we could kill everyone of the Capitol members and get away with it. But, that would provoke another unwanted and unneeded visit from the Volturi.

So now, we are underway in concocting up a plan that would surely settle all of this mayhem once and for all.

"I say we go in and just kill 'em all." Emmett spoke up, rubbing his hands together with an evil gleam in his eye. Esme silently chided, shaking her head.

"Emmett we all know that wouldn't do anything except cause more trouble." Carlisle shot down his offer politely, but the disapproval in his voice still showed. We've all offered many ideas, but none seemed to be surefire. We were all so intent on coming up with a plan we didn't even notice Alice having a vision until a small gasp escaped her lips.

Our heads whipped towards her, and her face was even paler than usual, if such a thing were possible. I looked up at Edward, whose face was simply emotionless, and squeezed his hand lightly.

"Alice what is it?" Jasper asked, gently squeezing her shoulders. I knew he felt her mood, and it must not be pretty.

"The plan." She choked out. "I saw the plan."

"Well what is it?" Jacob asked, growing impatient. Jasper threw a quick glare in his direction for the opposing nature against his mate. He sighed when she failed to answer, and turned to Edward. "Edward?"

My husband pursed his lips before answering my bestfriend.

"Us, we have to participate." When we didn't catch on, Edward clarified, "In the Games."