"If this is to end in fire

Then we should all burn together

Watch the flames climb high into the night."

"Well, how has life changed for you since winning the Hunger games Tyson Wayford?" Head game maker Estelle Geofferson's voice booms through the TV.

"Life is great! I did what I had to do in there to make my district proud. Life will never be the same. People know who I am now and they actually care what I'm up too. It's the best feeling knowing that I made people proud." He beams from ear to ear as he says this.

"And now, let us re live some of the most eye popping moments from our second annual Hunger Games featuring victor Tyson Wayford." Her voice is squeaky.

Short video clips flash quickly across the screen of Tyson and many other tributes, shooting, stabbing, slicing and choking each other. This goes on for a few minutes before they show the boy from district two sneak up behind a small district 11 girl and plunge a knife deep into her chest. There is a loud boom as she falls to her knees and Tyson lets out a long, loud victory screech just as the TV flashes off.

"I guess I just don't understand." Kadence was sat cross legged on the floor next to her brother in front of their grandfathers rocking chair.

"It's a lot to take in sweet pea, things weren't always this way, it's going to take some getting used to for everyone."

Papa looks out at his beloved grand-children. Their bright blue eyes and blonde hair contrast against their fair skin, making them look that much more innocent and pure.

"I think it's awesome! Tyson is so cool and he is from our district! I want to be just like him papa." Colby's jaw is still wide open as he stares at the black screen.

"Why are all those kids trying to hurt each other on TV though papa? Don't they know that it is a lot easier to love each other?" Kadence's puppy dog eyes welled with tears as she tried to understand this foreign concept.

"Stop being such a baby Kade. I don't know what the heck their fighting over but it's awesome." Colby eagerly replied.

Papa rocked back and forth slowly, contemplating the best way to explain this to his naïve and precious grand daughter.

"Come here." Papa motioned for his grandchildren to move closer to him.

"The world we live in now is nothing like the way the world used to be. I'll tell you what, when I was growing up America was great."

"What is America papa?" Kadence's bright blue eyes lit up as she asked this. She twirled her blonde hair in her fingers eagerly waiting for her papa to answer her.

"America was what Panem was called before all this started. America was a place where people went to flourish and a place where every single person had their best shot at being the best they could be. Freedom. To do and be and live how ever you wanted." Papas eyes fill with sadness as his voice trails off.

Colby wrinkled his nose and began to say something but Kadence cut him off jaw dropped and wide eyed.

"Let him finish. Well what happened then papa. That sounds amazing."

"Listen here little ones. With great power and freedom comes great corruption. You never can please everyone. The citizens and the government engaged in a great war. The Government won and now they will do whatever they have to do to make sure nothing like that ever happens again."

Papa spent quite some time explaining the hunger games and the districts to Kadence and Colby.

"Am I ever going to get reaped Papa?" Kadence asked with tears streaming down her cheeks.

"I just can't say. There is always a chance that either one of you two could participate in the games. I can't lie to you."

"Sweet!" Colby says.

Papa pulls Kadence into his lap, turns the TV back on to see what is going on with the 3rd annual Hunger Games and slowly beings rocking her.

Estelle Geofferson is speaking to a very pretty girl with jet black hair, bright blue eyes and a smile that looks almost plastered to her face. Victor of the 1st annual Hunger games: Dahlia Franklin: District 11 to be announcing the third annual Hunger Games! scrolls across the bottom of the screen.

Papas eyes glazed over as he thought back to when Dahlia had won the games. No one thought that this shy and simple girl from district 11 had even the slightest chance of being a victor. Certainly someone who cared for others so much couldn't possibly come out on top. Papa thought back to the moment when he watched the Bright and hopeful look in her eye as she pushed her foot down on the throat of the district 4 boy and the tears of joy that fell from her cheeks in all the interviews that followed. He looked down at his now sleeping grand daughter Kadence, in hopes that he would never have to see those expressions on her face. In hopes that she could stay in her district 2 bubble safely forever. He turned off the TV anxiously awaiting the announcement of the Third games that was to inevitably come the following day.

Well. Here we go. This is going to be my first ever SYOT and I'm pretty pumped. I'm really excited to try this out!

As it is my first one don't expect anything extravagant haha but I would still love for y'all to submit! :)

I'm going to do my very best to make this a good story.

Side note: Shout out to Caleb for helping me get started. You da bomb.

xoxo

Jenna!