The Answer

The message recorded by Jacob Barber reached the hands of President Snow, who listened to it with a mixture of arrogance and satisfaction. He knew that mere worker rats were no match for the true strength of the Capitol, and this victory would be announced to appease all the districts that wanted to challenge his power. However, he also understood that he had to maintain boundaries to prevent the balance from tipping.

Snow, with a cold and calculating voice, said, "Increase security in all districts. We cannot allow this act of rebellion to spread. I want the efforts to capture the rebel participants who escaped the Hunger Games to be redoubled. Do not rest until they are in our custody."

The high-ranking officials of the Capitol nodded silently, aware of the gravity of the situation. They hastened to carry out the president's orders, knowing that the rebellion in District 12 was only the beginning of a much larger conflict.

Snow, with a threatening yet calm tone, pointed out, "Make it known to the districts that treason will not be tolerated. Any act of defiance will be punished with the utmost severity. They must learn that the Capitol is unquestionable, that our authority is indisputable."

As President Snow gave his orders, his gaze fell upon a map of Panem adorning the room. He carefully observed each district, analyzing possible weaknesses and control strategies.

"This uprising will be quelled. No matter how long it takes or how many obstacles arise. I will not rest until every rebel is captured and pays for their insolence."

President Snow clenched his fists, his contained anger fueling his thirst for power. He knew that the rebellion in District 12 was only the beginning of a much larger battle. He was aware that he had to maintain control over the other districts and crush any sign of resistance.

But in the end, he knew his heart would not waver, so with a cold smile, he murmured, "Let the Games continue. May all the districts feel the weight of my power. The Capitol will prevail, and those who dare to defy it will be annihilated."

With his authority reinforced and an unwavering determination, President Snow ordered the intensification of repression in every corner of Panem. The hunt for the rebels was underway, and he would not rest until each one of them was captured and punished for daring to challenge the Capitol.

...

District 12, deep in the forest.

Jacob led his group of rebels into the forest, aware that they needed to get as far away from District 12 as possible to avoid possible bombing by the Capitol. He looked around, observing men and women with determined expressions on their faces, ready to fight for their freedom.

Jacob, with a firm voice and a spirit that everyone needed to prevail against adversity, pointed out, "Here we will be safe for now. We will distribute the weapons among those who handle them with the greatest skill and experience. Everyone's safety is paramount."

With care and determination, Jacob distributed the weapons, ensuring that each person had what they needed to defend themselves. He could see the confidence in the eyes of those who felt most comfortable with a weapon in their hands.

After ensuring that everyone was armed, Jacob organized an improvised meal. They took out the provisions they had acquired during the uprising and shared what they had. They knew they needed to strengthen themselves and regain energy for the next leg of their journey.

Jacob, in a calm tone, told everyone, "Eat as much as you can. We need to be strong and prepared for what lies ahead. We don't know what obstacles we will encounter on the way, but together we will overcome them."

The rebels sat on the ground, sharing their food and moments of camaraderie amidst the uncertainty. Jacob observed his group, grateful for their bravery and determination.Jacob looked at Finnick and said, "Now we need to rest. Tomorrow, we have a long journey ahead to District 11. Preserve your strength and keep hope in your hearts. Freedom is within our reach."

One by one, the rebels settled on the ground, seeking some comfort in the midst of nature. Jacob lay down, closing his eyes as the sound of wind in the trees and the whispers of his companions filled the air.

With his mind filled with plans and strategies, Jacob allowed himself a moment of rest, knowing that the path to freedom would not be easy, but he was willing to fight until the end. District 11 awaited them, and together they would continue their struggle against the oppression of the Capitol, determined to change the fate of Panem.

However, just when he was thinking about what to do without the response from District 12, his intelligent assistant called out to him, "Master, there's an incoming call sent by District 13 as a response!"

"Accept it!" Jacob said as he stood up and signaled to the others not to speak.

...

Alma Coin, the president of District 13, stared at the screen while sending a message to Jacob, the leader of the uprising in District 12. The command center was filled with activity, but Alma maintained serenity on her face as she spoke her words with determination.

Alma Coin, with a confident and authoritative voice: "Jacob, listen carefully. Since the dark days, we have been preparing to lead the rebellion against the Capitol. It is time to join forces. We accept your offer of alliance."

Jacob, who was attentively watching the hologram, felt a mix of relief and hope upon hearing Alma Coin's words. He knew that the alliance between District 12 and District 13 would be crucial in facing the Capitol and changing the fate of Panem.

With gratitude, Jacob pointed out, "President Coin, it is an honor for me to join you in this fight for freedom. We need all the help we can get to confront the Capitol, especially as everything is just beginning."

Alma Coin nodded, showing a small smile to see that Jacob was secure. "We have been waiting for this moment. Aid is on its way to support the war you will lead from the front. Our army will join the districts' forces to defeat the Capitol once and for all."

Jacob nodded, knowing that with the weaponry from District 13, they could do something against the Capitol and establish clear defenses in District 11.

Jacob had nothing but gratitude to express: "I appreciate your support, President Coin. But I also want to ask you a favor. We need to ensure the safety of the most vulnerable: the children, the youth, and the strong women of District 12. Can we send them to District 13 to keep them safe?"

Alma Coin nodded understandingly, showing her commitment to protecting the innocent.

"Of course, Jacob. District 13 will open its doors to welcome those in need of protection. The children, the youth, and the strong women of District 12 will find security in our facilities."

Wasn't that response obvious? Jacob thought to himself. It was known that District 13 had a severe disease that weakened fertility, so they were extremely happy to receive new inhabitants.

But this was a relief for everyone. Now he could fully focus on the impending war, knowing that the most vulnerable would be out of danger.

"Thank you, President Coin. I am confident that together we will achieve the freedom we long for."

President Alma Coin nodded once again, reaffirming her commitment to the cause and the trust in the alliance that was forming.

"The fight will be tough, but we are on the right side of history. Together, we will change the fate of Panem. Prepare yourself, Jacob, help is on its way."

With those words, the connection was interrupted, and Jacob was left in contemplation. The traitors from the dark days may be trusted even in the original history, but he knew that President Alma Coin was a true viper who needed to be handled with care.