So, this is my first fanic, tell me if I do anything wrong, or, something.
The third quarter quell hasn't happened yet, so yeah. Enjoy!
Disclaimer- Sadly I am not Suzanne Collins. I wish...
Prologue
Decision
"Right. On the seventy-fifth hunger games we should use the idea of an arena that resembles a clock. In each section there will be a new horror awaiting the tributes, for instance, a monkey-mutt attack, blood rain, annoyed tracker-jackers or pain mist. The Capitol will love it."
"We should set the arena in the ruins of district thirteen amongst the rubble and dust. The tributes will be fighting to the death on district thirteen's ashes, which will be perfect to remind the districts of what happened there."
Plutarch Heavensbee sat at the end of the long table and sighed. "Look, I think we should go for the district thirteen idea, we won't have much to build because we would want the tributes to recognise they are in thirteen, and we don't have enough time to build an arena from scratch anyway. President Snow wants these plans soon."
"Okay."
Tell me if this a good story? Review? Please?
Also this story is dedicated to my twin, she's going to help me with the story