Ok it has been a long a time and I'm really sorry. I've been plugging away at my syot so I can get to the Games lol. Once the Games start I will turn most of my attention to this. If I get submssions. So I decided to go in order, because going out of order is blah. So I'm sorry if your tribute wins one really far down in numbers. You can either keep it or change it. In order to keep going in order, I will only be accepting victors 79-90. Some of those spots have been taken by my victors, but it doesn't really matter because the number of the games is interchangeable. Ok, lets get into our next victor. UPDATE: OMFG I FORGOT LINE BREAKS LMFAO. They are there now lol.

Games: 78th

Victor: Cooper Ports, Male, 15, D6

Arena: A mountainous village, covered in snow. Mutts include, Yetis, evil penguins that love intestines, cute little dog things that eat your neck, and snowmen that will never stop until they kill you. Basically this arena is amazing.


The sharpness of the cold air chills my lungs at I breathe in, confused in what to do. The girl from district 2 stands on the ground. I hold back the tears. This girl was my ally, my friend. But if I want to win, I have to kill her now. I angle the arrow, each movement rusty and painful. I aim the bow at her head from the tree I'm hiding in. She turns and looks at me. She knows. My heart ticks like a time bomb.

"It was worth the time I spent with you." She says just as I let the arrow fly straight through her skull. I fall out of the tree. I hold her head in my hands, my tears freezing on her cold face.

"I'm so sorry!" I cry onto her shoulder. She's my fourth kill. I'm sure the Capitol is really eating this up, especially just after the boy from 7's death. Now it's just me and the girl from 1.

I trudge toward the cornucopia in the center of the winter village. I see a small figure as I get closer. It's her. She knows this ends where it began. We just stare at each other form either side of the Center. She draws 2 spears that she threw instantly. Streaks of sliver flew towards me. I moved quickly to the right, but a searing pain in my left side informs me that her second one hit. I stumble, and another streak of silver flies. I fall backward in what seems like slow motion, as the spear grazes my nose. I fall on my back. If I'm lucky, she will think I am beheaded. She falls for it and approaches, but probably wonders why my cannon hasn't gone off. I can't let her think for too long so I roll into a kneeling position and fire an arrow in the leg and stomach. I approach, and stab her with the spear. I then don't really think about what I'm doing, and behead her, and hold it up like a trophy. I've won.


Everything has fallen apart. My 10 year old sister, and cousin are both dead because of me. I refused the President, and they paid the price. The tributes from the arena swirl around me, reminding me of all the death I've caused. Everything is my fault. This place called Panem is a wicked one.

Yay. I hope I made it long enough. If his creator wants more please tell me so I can deliver. Because unlike syot, I can afford to edit stuff lol. Cooper will be featured as a mentor since District 6 barely wins… Look for him in the next chapter of The 125th Hunger Games: And the Blossoms Turned Red.

PS. wow it looks a lot shorter now. Please if want longer, tell me so I can.