Prologue

Leo Viraz-President of Panem

President Leo Viraz looked down, at the square, were the rebels had met their fall, and the Capitol ruled Panem again. He was ready for the reapings, which would take place in a week. He watched from his private balcony, as Capitol citizens chattered about the wondrous Hunger Games that would start in two weeks.

He smiled, and walked into his suite, and walked into the elevator and disappeared.

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Mairio Plora-Head Gamemaker

The Head Gamemaker walked around in circles as he waited for the president to arrive. He watched as the other gamemakers worked on the arena, a nice beautiful beach, with woods, and a field of grasses. Mairio watched as one of the gamemakers made a fruit orchid in the middle of long grasses, and bushes.

A secret haven where nobody would look. Perfect for this year's Games.

A loud knock echoed through the room. The president was here, ready for the meeting. Plora walked over to the door opened it, and said, "Good evening, Mister President."

"Good evening to you too. Now listen. I want an exciting games this year; you need to remind them that the Capitol is in control. Do this, or you'll figure out how tributes feel." The president said, turning and walking back out.

"Did everybody hear that? We need an exciting games this year, so get to work!"

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Rosalynn Snow-Adopted Granddaughter of Former President Snow

Rosalynn paced in her new Capitol house. The new president had stripped her of her title and kicked her out of the capitol building.

He had stolen her inheritance, and now she was a normal Capitol girl. All she wanted was her title back. And control of Panem. She was strong. She could preserve, and lead the country. Like her grandfather.

She settled down at her desk, and began to think. She started writing down a plan, and carefully worked out a way to get the presidency back, in her control.

"Watch out, Leo Viraz. I know how to run this country. You, however do not!" Rosalynn said as she knocked out a security camera.