Blood is Innocent

by Darknessr1sing

My first writing. Basically a "what if" story. After reading the books and seeing the movie, i randomly thought up the initial idea for this story. What if there was a group of people the government knew nothing about, and they lived outside government boundaries to stand against their rule. It starts out as a separate story. but the stories collide at the reaping. just for fun.

1. Prologue

The Hunger Games: Blood is Innocent

PROLOGUE

Blood. That was what his life had been composed of. Altari Raenur, a young man of seventeen, was used to it. He was raised outside of the known government districts, a part of a clan that planned to one day end the brutal slaughter known as the Hunger Games, a contest of survival, and sacrifice. This contest was declared law by the government after the first uprising. When peace was finally restored. The government decided to show off their power and that they had total control of the twelve districts by randomly drafting a boy and girl ages 12-18 to participate in a fight to the death with each other. Out of the 24 innocent lives that are chosen, in the end one remains standing. The drafting process known formally as the Reaping, was soon to begin for this years slaughter. This clan was the only group of people that the government did not know anything about, or that they even existed. They had lived in secrecy ever since the uprising. Trained as a scout, Altari was often sent to explore and gain a view on the surrounding area, as the clan was constantly moving to avoid detection. He was also proficient with a blade, he had demonstrated this ability when a few of the government soldiers, known as the Peacekeepers wandered a little too close to his position. He made short work of them. He remembers the blood, and the fear that they displayed. While he knows that they would have certainly brutally interrogated him about where he came from and what he was doing so far away from district boundaries, also the fact that they have more blood on their hands then he ever will, he still refrains from forgiving the blood he himself had spilled. He wanted nothing more than to do something. He wanted the suffering and bloodshed to end.