Disclaimer: I do not own the work of Hunger Games nor am I Suzanne Collins. But I do own all rights to my work and all of my characters (excluding the mention of Katniss Everdeen) which are completely original. I'm Melody and this is well my first piece under this nom de plume. Hope you enjoy! R&R!
"The hunger games were created to keep all thirteen districts in order. District Thirteen. Cleansed. And then there were twelve. We now send two girls and two boys since the rebel uprising. Public Enemy Number One: Katniss Everdeen posters on each corner now stamped with a red DECEASED on the front. We have no Mockingjay. We have no Resistance. We have no Hope. We all will Die. Simple as that. Guess with all the changes in how things are run now I forgot to tell you my name. I am Zuri, and I plan to over throw the new regime. I'm not alone in my efforts, but no one can know what is going on we would be publically executed if they knew. I can trust you recruit? Good. Because you are the new hope of our generation. I'm only seventeen I know, but no one lives long here. You move up in rank fast. Please all I ask is you keep your eyes open and your mouth shut because tomorrow is the drawing and we need someone on the inside I just hope it's me over you. I've lived my life. You still have a chance."
"Ok so since you have been recruited and not just willingly signed up I have to give you the rules. You run. You're on your own. Don't expect our help. It won't come. You stay you have to know that one day, probably soon you will die. This is a risky business, but we could use you. We really could Xavier. Please consider this offer. Sleep on it. I'll have Jackie show you to your room."
A small Asian girl named Jackie nods at me "This way." She motions for me to follow her. We are in a bunker. I'm not sure I remember how I got here at all. Last thing I remember is buying bread in the market from that cute girl. Next thing I know I'm here being told I'm part of the resistance… these people get killed off daily. I don't know if I can be here. We walk down a cold dark hallway lit only by candle the Asian girl was holding. I didn't notice her hair before but it drags the ground and it's braided. Jeez. Anyways we arrive at a door, a solid steel door, Jackie opens it up "home sweet home" she tells me. I don't know if I believe her. The room is about six feet by six feet and all that's in it is a cot and a dresser. All I know is I cannot sleep here, but where else will I go? Mom died last year when they "cleansed" district thirteen and dad's well he's dad. Guess the cot is good enough. Maybe I'll stay. I'll die with a purpose at least. Well no reason to fret now. Sleep now. Think later.
Hope you enjoyed that tid bit! The chapters will get longer the further I get.
With lots of love XOXO Melody :)