The 10th Quarter Quell
Head Gamemaker Futro Barnabash stands by the door, sipping his coffee. Was he ready to do this? Was he ready to announce the twist to this year's Hunger Games? Of course he was. This was his first year as head Gamemaker, so nothing could go wrong this year. A smile crept onto his face at the thought of all the children who would die this year.
A man approached him on the left. "Are you ready, Barnabash?" the man asked.
"I was born ready, President Menle," Barnabash replied.
"Good, good," President Menle replied. "It would be a shame if something went wrong this year. Are the scientists ready?"
"Yes, they are distributing the serums right now. The children should be waking up any minute now."
"Good, good," the president said in a mocking tone. A red light turned on above the door. "Oh, I'm up now. Best of luck to you, Barnabash."
The president stepped out and was immediately greeted by the applause of hundreds of adoring capital fans. He stepped across the stage and stood by the first podium. "Good evening," President Menle said as the applause died down. "Welcome everyone! Thank you for coming, and may the odd be ever in your favor. Now I'm sure you're all excited to find out this year's twist for the 10th Quarter Quell." The audience cheered. "Well, I can't tell you this classified imformation, but here's a person who can. Ladies and gentlemen, please put your hands together for this year's head Gamemaker, Mr. Futro Barnabash!"
Barnabash stepped onto the stage, and stood behind a podium next to the president's. He waved to the crowd, and then got straight to buisiness. "Once again, good evening," he said, "And welcome to the revealing of the twist for the 10th Quarter Quell." The audience looked up at him with interested eyes. They had heard rumors that this would be the best Quarter Quell ever, so they were anxious to find out the twist. The head Gamemaker spoke again. "To show that people who deseve it get a second chance, this year, we are taking second place losers from previous Games and placing them back in the Games. In other words, reincarnation." The audience gasped. This would certainly be a Hunger Games to remember. Excited chatter broke out throughout the audience. "Alright settle down," Barnabash said. "I haven't finished explaining. We have reaped the tributes already, and the scientists are bringing them back to life as we speak. Just like every year, there will be both a boy and a girl from every district. The rest of the Games will happen like every year, besides the fact that there is no reaping for teens living in the districts, so district children get off lucky this year."
"Ladies and gentlemen, once again, put your hands together for head Gamemaker, Futro Barnabash!" shouted the president over the crowd. Barnabash stepped off the stage, and walked towards the room where the scientists were reincarnating the past tributes. "This will certainly be a Hunger Games to remember," he thought as he stepped into the door where the scientists were finishing up their work.