Daphne Lott, Head Gamemaker (Age 25)

"Yes, Sebastian. I'm on my way now to tell him."

I sigh and put the phone down. I'm the new Head Gamemaker, and Sebastian is one of my assistants. President Strauss is getting more and more impatient with us Gamemakers about the arena. He killed or rather, executed, the poor Gamemaker before me.

I gloomily get to my feet and exit my office. It's not that exciting watching teenagers brutally murder each other to death in a treacherous arena. But apparently, it's amazing, or at least to the Capitol citizens. I'm not from the Capitol myself. I am from District 13.

My family was one of the very few that managed to escape. Well not my family. Just me. My mother, father, and two brothers died. They didn't die in vain, but in honor; they let another poor family with many young children go before them and the Peacekeepers found my family first. I had to guide the other family to safety, fighting to run back towards the only people I love.

I finally reach my destination and find the cruelest man on earth in the large office. There was a long table and there were many wheel chairs along the sides and at the ends. The seat at the far end was turned around and I guessed President Strauss is in it. "Hello?" I ask.

The chair suddenly twists around and the President looks as if he's about to explode. "Sir, I-"

"SIT DOWN!" he barks, almost like a dog.

I quickly take my seat without a word. "If the damn are-" he started.

"The arena is done," I confirm, coldly. His face decreases in red and he sits back more relaxed this time, but he is still staring into my soul with his dull grey eyes. "Is it really? Tell me about it then." Before I could answer him, Sebastian came rushing into the room. "President sir, I assure you the arena is done and in perfect con-" he stops when he realizes I'm in the room.

"Oh, um... never mind. I guess Daphne will tell you...? said Sebastian, awkwardly. Sebastian was about to leave, but of course, Strauss stops him. "Why don't you come over so we could explain it together?" he... almost purrs? I could hear Sebastian gulp and took his seat near me. There was a moment of silence in which no one spoke, not even move.

Suddenly President Strauss smacks his hand hard on the table, making us both jump. "Alright listen up! This year has to beat last year! Last years Gamemaker and team died because of a simple forest arena, " he said, "Now what is the absolutely magnificent arena you and your team came up with?" Strauss raised his right eyebrow, expectantly.

A chill runs down my spine. We did a forest arena! But it wasn't really that simple. Hopefully. "We did a forest arena," I blurt out stupidly. The President looks me straight in the eye and I quickly add, "But it isn't like last year."

"It's better. Much better."

That was the prologue! I found it kinda boring, though. I may or may not write another prologue, but I will be posting the sponsor system next chapter. I'll eventually start writing the Reaping chapters as well. Maybe when I get both tributes from a District. Please leave your thoughts and criticism on this chapter, it'll really help! Note: The accepted tributes will be on my profile, as well as the SYOT Rules and Tribute Form.

~Fluffi