Hello readers! You haven't heard from me at all yet! I'm Jess, Kate's Canadian counterpart! I'll be writing the chapters from Marvel's POV, as well as a few other characters! Hope you like the chapter!

Disclaimer: Even though they wish they did, Jess and Kate do not own The Hunger Games. However Crystal Ryans and Crispus the Idiot belong to Jess, while Claudia Crane belongs to Kate.

I push my hair back from my eyes, and Crispus immediately jumps at me, fixing my hair and scolding me. I resist the urge to punch him. He really is the most irritating stylist I could have gotten. I satisfy myself with just rolling my eyes.

On stage, Caesar manages to finish his introduction and says "May I introduce, the victor of the 74th Hunger Games...District One's own, Marvel Ryans!" I take a deep breath, and try to make my walk onto stage the same half bounce, half walk as it was for my first interview. I think it worked, because the audience applauds, not noticing anything wrong.

Caesar stands up and shakes my hand. "Welcome back, Marvel!"

I shake his hand, squeezing a little harder than I need to, but he doesn't seem to notice. "It's good to be back."

We both take a seat, and Caesar gives me his trademark grin. " Alright, let's roll the highlights, then!"

I nod, and focus my attention on the screen, mentally preparing myself for what I'm about to see. I've already seen it once, but seeing it again is going to be even worse, especially since everyone on the screen is dead. Except for me.

First up is the tributes' parade, and I focus all my attention on the other tributes, trying to ignore how utterly stupid I look. Couldn't Crispus have thought of something that didn't involve pink feathers? Next, the training scores go by. I smile slightly at my nine. It's one of the only things I'll admit pride in. The bloodbath goes by, and I wince twice. Once when the screen shows me killing the boy from Eight, and once when it shows me killing the girl from Six. I'm able to keep my face neutral for the rest of the bloodbath though. The tracker jacker nest falls, and Glimmer and Marina are killed. I feel the familiar pain in my chest. Glimmer and I were somewhat friends back home. Getting used to her being dead would be hard. Katniss is shown shooting an arrow at the supplies, blowing them up. So that's what happened... We had always wondered. Next up on the screen is me killing Katniss and Rue. I wince. Katniss still makes me feel guilty, she was just trying to get home to her sister like me. But Rue... Every time I remember that I killed her, the guilt feels overpowering. She looked so much like Crys. Tiny and in need of protection. But if I hadn't killed her quickly, then Cato would have surely given her a much longer and painful death. Then comes the feast. The girl from Five runs in before the rest of us, grabs her bag, and races off into the woods. Thresh runs in next, and Clove runs in as soon as she sees him, having been lying in wait for either him or me. They start fighting and I run in, and use the distraction to grab my pack and get out of there. Thresh stabs Clove, then runs off with the remaining packs, leaving her to bleed to death. Cato runs in and begs her to stay with him. So they were in love after all... The screen shows a quick shot of Peeta as he's dying. His leg is yellow, oozing pus, and looks absolutely disgusting. He must have died from infection. Next, it shows the girl from Five picking poisonous berries and eating them, looking directly at the camera in a way that makes me sure that she knew they were poisonous. Cato finds Thresh next, and manages to kill him. And finally, it gets to the mutt scene. The horrible wolf like mutts, with tribute eyes find Cato and another bunch find me, and start chasing us to the Cornucopia. And I watch, for the second time, as I throw Cato off the Cornucopia and into the mutts, sending my knife after him a minute later. I force myself not to close my eyes, knowing that that would make me seem weak, something the Capitol is not expecting right now. They want someone cocky, filled with pride that they just won the Games. And I'm going to have to do my best to deliver that.

"What an exciting year! Do you agree?" Caesar asks me.

I try to put on my usual carefree grin. "Of course, every year's exciting!"

"This one especially," he turns to the audience. "Wouldn't you all agree?"

The audience cheers, and Caesar turns back to me. "Now Marvel. What would you say was the turning point of this year's Games?"

"The turning point? Definitely the supplies being blown up. There on in, it was anyone's game."

"Definitely. Who do you think was your biggest competition? Besides Cato, of course."

"Surprisingly enough, Katniss."

Caesar nods, obviously going for a nostalgic look. "Ah, yes... We'll certainly remember the Girl on Fire."

I nod in agreement. "Definitely."

"So, what are you most looking forward to, once you get back home?"

"Seeing my sister again." No hesitation. No doubt. I can't wait to be home and make sure that Crystal's alright.

Caesar nods and smiles. "I'm sure she'll be happy to see you, too."

I grin. "She better be."

"Have you been enjoying the Capitol more, now that you don't have the Games to worry about?"

"It doesn't look that different to me," I say with a shrug.

Caesar looks surprised. "No?"

"Still just as magnificent as it was the first time around." The audience cheers at my comment, and I grin back at them.

"Do you have anything to say? Whether it's to our lovely audience in the Capitol or to the viewers in the districts?" Caesar asks.

"No, I don't think so."

"Then I believe it's time to say a final farewell," he turns to the audience. "Let's wish our new victor the best of luck on his return!"

The audience cheers for what feels like the millionth time, and I relax, relief at the interview being over filling me. Caesar shakes my hand again, and when he talks, it sounds like he's addressing me instead of the audience. "You did well Marvel. Congratulations."

I smile, not expecting this kind of support. "Thanks."

Caesar nods and goes to close the show, while I walk off stage. As soon as I get backstage, Crispus practically jumps me, and starts annoying the heck out of me.

"Marvel."

I turn around and jump. Seneca Crane, the Head Gamemaker is standing there, along with a girl who looks about eight or nine. "I'm Seneca Crane," he says, as if I didn't already know this.

"I know. You tried to light me on fire in the arena," I say, referencing the forest fire that the rest of the Careers and I had to outrun during the Games.

"Nothing personal, of course. The forest fire affected most of the other tributes as well, as you saw in the highlights. I just came by to congratulate you on your victory. My daughter is a big fan of yours." The girl beside him goes red.

I crouch down so I'm at her height. "Hi."

"I'm Claudia. Can I have your autograph?" She holds out a piece of paper and a pen.

I'm slightly confused, but decide to go along with it. "Um, sure?"

She smiles at me like I've just done something amazing. "Thank you!"

"No problem." I grin, noticing her teal coloured bangs, the only part of her that appears to have been cosmetically altered. "Nice bangs."

Claudia looks almost ready to burst with excitement. "Really? Thanks!" She pauses for a second, before saying "I thought you were really brave in the Games."

I smile back. "Thanks."

"Come on, Claudia. We should head home," Seneca says.

Claudia looks disappointed. "Oh... Okay."

I smile at her as I stand back up. "I'll see you later." I hope it's true. She seems like a sweet kid, not very much like the other Capitol people I've met so far.

"Bye..." Claudia waves as she leaves with her father.

I head into the elevator and press the button for the District One floor, hoping that the rest of the aftermath of the Games continues to go smoothly.