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Let The Games Begin!

I may just be Maylee Dumark, but after my name is reaped, I become much, much more. I am entertainment to the sickly-minded, I am a tribute in their game of death. And though the odds are NOT in my favor, I will not go down without a fight. That is the one thing that still runs true to me as I am lifted into the Arena, and that is what my moral here in the game is going to be. Everything for my own safety. I may be their pawn in the games, but they can't truly control me, and they never will.

This fan fiction is about the very first games, how it all began.
I would like to make an honorable mention to Dea (paracosm.) it was her story that gave me inspiration! ;)
I would also recommend reading her fan fiction: The Arena
I absolutely LOVE it and dedicate this story to her.