Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN THE HUNGER GAMES!
Being Deeply Loved By Someone Gives You Strength; Loving Someone Deeply Gives You Courage
It was just a card.
A stupid darn card. But it decided the fate of a nation.
Part One
The electricity was on in homes all across Panem. Schools were paused, families huddled together, and thousands upon thousands of people crowded into Town Square in front of each of the twelve Justice Buildings, dutifully awaiting the reading of the Quarter Quell card.
President Reed stood at the podium, waiting for the young boy to bring him the wooden box full of Quarter Quell cards. He searched carefully and pulled out the very last one.
"On the 375th Hunger Games, to exterminate rebellion before it began, the ancestors of the rebels that unlawfully started the bloodshed in both rebellions will compete in this year's Hunger Games."
The relief across the Districts of Panem was undisputed. None of their children, their families, their friends would die this year. But to those who thought the Capitol was less than perfect thought otherwise.
"How could this punish us?" "And what do they mean, exterminate before it begins?" "And what then? If my great-great-great-great-grandmother dies in the games, what will happen to me?"