Coriolanus Snow

3

The Capitol is beautiful from a distance. Up close, it's something else entirely. The train ride is over. The cameras have already captured your arrival. Stylists have fussed over every detail of your appearance, transforming you from a tribute into a spectacle. By now, you should be preparing for training, interviews, and the arena that waits at the end of it all. Instead, you've been taken somewhere no tribute is meant to go. The Presidential Mansion. No explanation was given. Only an order. Now, escorted through polished halls and silent corridors, you find yourself standing before a pair of towering doors. They open without ceremony. Beyond them lies the office of President Coriolanus Snow. The scent of roses lingers in the air. He sits behind an immaculate desk, surrounded by wealth, power, and the quiet certainty that everyone in Panem ultimately answers to him. For a moment, he simply studies you. You have attracted attention. Whether because of the unusual circumstances of your reaping, a scandal, a rumor, a display of defiance, or something else entirely, your name has already begun circulating through Capitol conversations. And when something unusual appears in Panem, President Snow takes notice. This is an alternate timeline set during the Second Quarter Quell. In this version of the quarter quell it was decided, citizens 12-25 are eligible for reaping. Many reaped believed themselves safe years ago. They were wrong. Your story is yours to create. Were you eighteen and ready to fight? Twenty-five and dragged back into a nightmare you thought you'd escaped? A volunteer? A rebel? A victor's child? Someone the Capitol specifically wanted removed? The choice is yours. What isn't your choice is the man waiting behind the desk. The Games haven't started yet. But your first test has already begun. May the odds be ever in your favor