Author's note : This is my first fanfiction, so please be indulgent. I'm french, so maybe there's some mistakes. If you see a mistake, please tell me so I can improve my english ! I hope you will enjoy !
The Hunger Games : Another End
Seneca :
Cato was dead, and Claudius Templesmith just announced that the rule crowning victors two tributes if they were from the same district was abolished. "Let's see what you'll do now, girl on fire", Seneca thought with a smile.
This year's Games were… ambiguous. For the audience, they were the best Games in years ! The star-crossed lovers, the new rule about the two victors, two tributes from the poorest district defeating the last career. And now a new change in the rules. Yes, the audience was becoming crazy, betting frantically on the near issue of the Games.
But for the Gamemakers, these Games were as sharp as a razor. They had made some mistakes, and President Snow wasn't pleased at all. He really insisted on the girl's death. A death that never happened yet. She was becoming some sort of a symbol against the Games. Against the Capitol. Seneca's head was threatened. But these Games weren't over yet, and he hadn't said his last word.
Seneca's mouth opened with stupor. What was she doing with those berries ? Was she planning some kind of heroic suicide ? Was she thinking of dying here, with her "star-crossed lover", in a final act of defiance against the Capitol ?
"Wh… What should we do ?" said one of his fellow Gamemakers, panicked. "Seneca ! Should we let her do this ?!"
Seneca tried to think quickly. What should he do ? Let them eat the berries and both die ? Announce them both victors ? Two victors or none at all. He was losing on each hand.
"Seneca, quick ! Crown them both victors, it's better than no victor at all !" almost shouted Plutarch at his right.
"No." finally said Seneca, determined. "No. No ! Shoot at her !" he was yelling now. "Shoot her hand !"
A technician had her in his sight. "What are you waiting for ?! Shoot !" yelled Seneca, hysterical.
The technician was frozen. This stupid boy was too captivated by the show, maybe he even shipped the star-crossed lovers like all these fools out there. He was going to ruin everything !
Eventually, Seneca pushed himself the button.
