A/N: This is my first fanfic, and I wrote the prologue in 2 minutes, so I'm not really expecting too much positive feedback and such, but enjoy!

Disclaimer: Hey, lawyers, I own none of the characters in THG, but James Snow is mine, and I'm gonna introduce some other NEW AND ORIGINAL characters as the story progresses. That belong to moi, thankyouverymuch.


PROLOGUE

Inhale, exhale. Come on, you can do this. Inhale, exhale. The other competitors don't look that bad… Inhale, exhale. All the training you've taken, there's no way you'll lose. Inhale, exhale. But there's so

many- No! Focus. Inhale, exhale. Any second… The glass pod around me rose. I looked around at the other competitors. The Hunger Games was their only chance of survival, for something their parents did,

long ago. But they still had to fight. There's no way out. I'm in the Games. And there's no escape. And any minute, the Games will start. And there would be blood. Blood… Blood that had to be spilled. Blood that I

hate to see. Blood that makes me sick. That makes me think of dad…

But then, the holo-screen came to life.

And pictured on the holo-screen, was the person I hate the most.

My father's murderer.

"Let the games begin!" Katniss Mellark's voice boomed from all around me.

"NO!"

There was an explosion. Pain. Blood. The mines… I had forgotten…

And now Daddy's death will never be avenged.

I woke in a sweat. Just a dream.

But you should know that I, James Snow, shall be the death of Katniss Mellark.

And my father shall be pleased.