The Hunger Games : The 76th Hunger Games

by MyticLights

The war is done. The corpses lay in the beds of prim-roses, sleeping softly as the sun rises. The Rebellion has ended, the heads of government-officials are posted in the halls. A bitter-ending, but the beginning of something new. The new life, and to mark an end to Hunger Games.. A pageant of honour will be hosted, the seventy-sixth hunger games will signify the end.

We share our fates, I hold the gun to your head. You hold the knife to my neck.

We represent entirely-different causes, and yet after the war we've settled it seems our causes changed.

President Snow, the war ends here and so will your reign of terror. The districts will paint your city with the blood of Panem's tributes.

In a pageant and honour, called the :

The Hunger Games