The Odds Are Never In Our Favor
Disclaimer: I do not Own Any Ideas from Suzanne Collins… I just um.. sorta changed it… so here ya go! Da first hunger games! =D
President Snow stepped onto the pedestal, sharp and snake-like. He looks perplexed as if he cared about the districts. The crowd of Panem huddle as his cold, icy voice fills the square. "We have faced many troubles through war and battle in this generation. And as a reminder that we have not yet faced the hardest of battle, every year, the districts of Panem will reap 2 tributes, a male and female. The tributes will train in our fine facilities for 2 weeks, then they will be brought to an arena to fight to the death." The crowd gasps as they realize of what is ahead of them. "The last district standing, (yes 2 people could've won back then.. its my fanfic..) will be brought back to their home districts, were they will be crowned and will receive riches and a house." President Snow's last words end with a sharp tone and he steps off the pedestal; disappearing in the cold building behind him. The crowds react to the speech and run home, hoping that they won't get reaped. The square is full of chatter as they tell their relatives what happened.
YES, that is da first chapter! Left on a cliffhanger =) Next chapter, you'll meet da characters!