Here is the first chapter of Hunger Games: a remake sequel. Reviews, ideas are gladly welcomed. I do not own the Hunger Games, just a poster and a bracelet I bought last night of Team Peeta.

Chapter One

"The difference between a moral man and a man of honor is that the latter regrets a discreditable act, even when it has worked and he has not been caught."

Henry Louis Mencken

Seneca Crane nervously stood upon his president who was sitting on a golden armchair, waiting for the other man to speak. He was afraid of the things, the dark things the president would do. The white haired old man spoke, "Crane, old friend the 75th Hunger Games are about to begin in a week, is the arena almost ready?"

"We had some technical difficulties, but the arena will be set by tomorrow." President Snow stared at him.

"Good, try not to fail me this year. I spare your life once, will not do it again." Seneca stared at President Snow, knowing this year he must show no pity among the tributes as he did the previous year. He was supposed to kill both of district twelve tributes, but he failed to do so.

"Another thing," President Snow started saying, "This year is the Quarter Quell, and I have some interesting surprises." A shiver ran through Seneca's spine.

"Have you arrested the district twelve boy?" President Snow eyes sparkled with anger. "Not yet, I decided to take other measurements, and the Quarter Quell is a great aid to my plan. He thought we will not find out who really killed his mentor, not as if I care about the man, but the boy has dug his own grave."

Peeta ran through the forest, trying to escape from whatever was behind him. He could hear the sound of a river up ahead. Just a few more steps, but then two figures blocked his way making him halt. More as two decaying figures, Katniss and Cato, pieces of hair were missing from their scalp, their eyes missing, going by their smell sense sniffing Peeta. Chunks of their skin bitten of their faces, and missing fingers.

Peeta try to go back to the other way, only to come face with face with Haymitch who pointed a finger at him, "You killed me boy, you killed me." Peeta screamed.

Peeta woke up from his nightmare, drenched in sweat and with the light of the moon shining on his room. These nightmares had been haunting him for several weeks now, every time more grotesque. One time, he had dreamt about Cato, they were kissing and then all of sudden Cato's body melts on top of his burning him alive.

Peeta try to calm his nerves, thinking about them would not do him any good. Removing the silk covers from his body, he made his way down the mahogany stairs. The walls of the Victor house the Capitol had given him, were bare nothing on them. Actually all he had were some luxurious maroon couches, a man-craft wooden table, upstairs were just the bathroom and his room.

Nothing else, this house made him felt empty, alone. He had come back to district twelve to find out he had lost everything. His father died of a heart attack, when he saw Peeta kissing the other boy on the arena. His mother and brothers blamed him for it, and had already thrown his stuff out on the streets. Gale, he tried talking to him only to be punched right on his jaw. Gale had moved on, he had fallen in love with someone else. From the rumors he heard on his days to the market, the mayor had approved of Gale and he had married Madge, who was about to give him his first child.

He felt angry at himself for letting Gale go, but he knew Madge would also save Gale from working on the mines. Peeta grabbed his blue sweater from the hanger, locked the door of his house and went to take a stroll down the Victor village.

Up ahead was Haymitch house, or what used to be his old mentor house. As a sign of respect for the drunken man, many of the citizens of district twelve would go and light candles outside the house, and pray. Peeta once try to light a candle, but it caught the sleeve of his shirt on fire, as if Haymitch had been the one who had caused the incident, making pay for killing the old man. It was Gale who had helped him stop the spreading of the flames, and it was then that Peeta realized Gale still cared for him even if he was a married man.

Lost on his thoughts, he didn't see the other man coming his way, until they both stopped just inches away from each other. Gale gray eyes were tired, Madge must be keeping up late at night. "Hey," Peeta said.

Gale said nothing, just stared at his ex-lover. "Madge is in labor," he finally said.

Peeta heart clenched in pain and jealousy, Madge was giving Gale all he couldn't. "Is there anything I can help with?" Peeta asked.

"No, you can help by staying away from me and my family," Gale said. Peeta eyes betray him, as a tear slide down his cheek. "Look Peeta, I'm sorry. I'm exhausted, and if you want to help go get Katniss mom, she is the only best healer along with Prim. The doctor from district two was supposed to be her by tomorrow. I don't think Madge will last another hour." Peeta nodded and left to Katniss mom house close to the fence of district twelve.