Coriolanus Snow, President

I grin as the stylists surround me, brushing my hair, straightening my tie, giving me the smallest touches of powder to my face to lessen any shine. It's my fifth year as President, and I'm about to give my speech to signify the beginning of the Annual Hunger Games. I'm sure this year we'll be lucky enough to see many exciting twists to make the games disastrous and dramatic, to punish the districts so they are broken beyond repair, their streets littered with the tears and blood of their inhabitants.

It's only what they deserve after they killed my father. How dare they, after all the Capitol had provided them with! I take great pleasure watching the games, especially the reapings. Seeing families waiting nervously while the tributes are reaped, and bursting into tears while their child's name is called...

My trail of thought is interrupted by a woman with a clipboard coming into the room and shooing the stylists away. "We're ready for you Mr President."

I rise from the chair and take one last look in the mirror. Unlike a lot of Capitol citizens, my hair isn't a crazy colour, just a normal light brown with small curls. I'm also wearing a smart black suit, with an icy blue tie to match my eyes. I give a small nod at my reflection and follow the woman to a podium outside, facing thousands of cheering Capitol citizens, cameras everywhere, all pointing towards me.

I step up to the podium and wave to the crowd. Then a hush comes over the entire stadium as the cameras start rolling. The Capitol anthem is played and the cameraman in front of me gives me a thumbs up.

I take a deep breath. "Greetings Panem! I hope you're just as excited as I am for this years games!" The crowd cheers again.

"I'm pleased to present this year's Head Gamemaker Claudia Crimson, and I'm sure she's got some tricks up her sleeve especially for this years tributes."

She receives a large applause as she takes my place, smirking and waving. She tucks her short red hair behind her ears and addresses the crowd.

"Thank you Panem for your warm welcome, and I would just like to express how grateful I am to be here! Now, let's talk about the games." She is handed a gold folder and begins to turn the pages. "Although I can't reveal too much, here's a little sneak peek of what you're going to see..."

She begins to read about the arena, the weapons, and the outfits. I keep a serious expression, but on the inside I'm ecstatic. These games are going to be exactly what I've been was hoping for, and I just can't wait for them to get started.

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