President Snow needed something big for the 25th Hunger Games. After all, it was the tweny fifth anniversary of a barbaric tradition, something was needed to wow the Capitol audience. Calling a meeting of gamemakers and other important figures, the President felt an idea coming on. An awful idea. President Snow had a wonderfully awful idea.

"For this Hunger Games, we need something big, something special. It is our first Quarter Quell. It marks a turning point in the history of Panem." The ruler smiled his snake smile as he leaned back in his chair. "We already send their teens to their death, so how about we go even lower, even... younger..."

"Wut?" Seneca Crane cleverly articulated.

" I'm talkin' babies people!" The president exclaimed, jumping up from his seat. "We send infants from the age of 5 to 10 months into that arena to battle to the death! Whatcha think?" He directed his inquiry towards the gamemakers and important people, who all remained silent.

Because that was a really stupid idea. But nobody objected, because they all enjoyed living.

So President Snow hadhis way.

Hooray for the 25th Hunger Games, Battle of Babies, Clash of the Infants.