Finished Mockingjay yesterday (gah! but don't worry, no spoilers!) and had to write Hunger Games again. This is going to be about those who came in second, the final kills of the victors. Any of the 74 games.
i. apologies
She had always been a contender, and throughout the Games she had managed to stay away from the one person she knew may match her.
But when there are only two left, she can't exactly avoid her anymore.
The girl is eighteen (like her) and strong (like her) and even looks a bit like her. Yes, her opposite was similar in many ways.
Except for the crucial ones.
Because she's careful and thought out and wields her axe with care and precision.
(Because she was a district 7 girl and the axe was her element)
The other girl is just raw power. A tornado of energy topped by a long scythe.
(the kind used to cut grain, because she was from 11 and that was her element)
And maybe she should have known how this would end, because close range combat had grown to be her thing, but long range was 11's and long range was usually able to strike first.
It struck fast and painfully, a long cut to the base of the neck, a slice to her thigh. A broken leg and a stab with a twist to the gut.
The pain was blinding; the girl, uncaring. Satisfied with watching her opponent bleed slowly to death.
And so she lay there, broken and bleeding; her axe was gone, just out of reach. And the whole nation of Panem was watching the life flow from her.
Through the haze of pain she could only think one thought.
She raised her arm slowly, just a tad to see the sun glint off the simple gold ring one more time. Then it dropped to the ground in its last movement.
And her mouth was forming its last words, the last tears streaming from her eyes, mixing with blood and dirt.
"I'm sorry Aiden, I'm sorry. I'm so so sorry."
Whispers on the wind, across the country to the dense forests of her home,
"I'm sorry."
Apologies, not 'I do' for her wedding day.
Thoughts?