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Savannah's Victory
Savannah King (15), District 10 Female-POV
Everything feels like a dream as a cannon fires. It doesn't seem real; I can't believe that I'm in the final two.
I sit on the floor inside the cornucopia, my legs hugged to my chest and my hands gripping onto the ground, holding tight to reality.
The main question that I need the answer to is, who am I about to be fighting? It'll be the biggest fight of my life, as it is my last chance of survival.
Slowly standing up, I lean against the cold metal taking deep breaths. You can do this, you will win this. Carefully moving towards the entrance, I make sure I make as little sound as possible, not wanting to let my opponent know I'm here.
Peering slightly round the edge of the wall, I see a female tribute crouching on the floor, their head in their hands. She looks sort of distressed even on the edge of pulling out her hair.
I take another step forward, but some leaves beneath me crunch making an echoing sound. The girl spins her head round, and I immediately recognise those alarmed bright green eyes, Aria.
Really? It had to be Aria? Probably one of the most skilful tributes here…
Immediately I want to run, far, far away, deep into the woods where I'll never be found. The problem is I would be found, I can't hide anywhere anymore, the gamemakers have complete control over me and there's nothing I can do about it.
Do I even have a chance in beating her? I mean look at me, I haven't got a hand! Every time I look at this stupid injury I just want to cry, that's what I would have done a few weeks ago anyway. But I'm a new person now, and the new Savannah killed someone only a moment ago with just one hand, so there really is no point crying about it.
Aria stands up, and looks around suspiciously, "Who's there?" she shouts, but I reply with no answer. "You might as well come out; there are only two of us after all."
After making sure the bladed sais were tucked securely in my belt, and that I had my lasso in a tight grip, I slowly take a few more steps into the clearing so I am able to be seen. Aria spots me, but doesn't move, so I continue forward.
I stop when we're at a distant that we couldn't touch each other but we could hear each other clearly.
"God… what happened to your hand?" she asks, staring wide eyed.
"Luka…" I say rolling my eyes.
I swear I see a smile nearly flash across her face, but then it's as if we both realise where we actually are, and that now really isn't the time to be having a friendly chat. I awkwardly bite my lip, looking down at the floor.
After a few seconds of silence I decide to speak up, "Listen… I don't want to kill you… I don't want to kill anyone, and maybe you're the same, but it's going to have to happen, so we might as well fight and get it over and done with."
She screws up her face, almost cringing at the thought of the last battle we'll both have, even though one of us will come out better off than the other. Nodding, she takes a step forward, readying her weapon, which seems to be a whip.
As I begin to run forward, trying to get the first advantage, the ground suddenly starts to shake. We both gasp and fall to the ground, gripping the floor trying to stay still.
Cracks form in a circle, outlining the ground we are on, and they start to break apart, becoming large gaps.
I look around and realise what has happened. We're left on a plain piece of ground, like a tiny arena. Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide, just the two of us and the weapons we have.
Seeing as Aria is still on the ground, I jump to my feet and run and swing my lasso towards her, the spikes scratching her across the chest. Now I'm closer to her, I can see she has been through a hard time too.
Nearly every bit of visible skin on show is a deep red, covered in bruises and scratches. Her right cheek has lines of blood trickling down it, blending in with the dirt and other substances that cover her. She's definitely far from the perfect looking girl I saw a few weeks ago.
Jumping up, Aria cracks her whip causing me to jump back and then she repeats the action, this time hitting my legs.
The strike of the material stings, causing my legs to buckle but instead of just staying still I roll to the side and get back up, giving myself a few extra seconds.
I feel another rumble in the ground, and when I look to the edge I see it is crumbling away, slowly making its way to us. It's like their giving us a time limit for one to kill the other, when the ground reaches us, there should already be a victor.
Aria runs towards me, she still holds the whip but she holds it the other way round, the end of it now being a blade. As much as it isn't good for me, that is a pretty good weapon.
She swings her arm in an arc and the tip of the blade just scratches my arm as I dodge to the side. Repeating the action I dodge it again, swinging my lasso which catches her feet knocking her to the ground.
Backwards rolling away from me, she gets back on her feet and reaches to her belt where she takes out a knife. Before I can even move out the way, the blade is already lodged into my shoulder.
Trying not to cry out, I rip out the knife and throw it back at her, giving a spin to the throw. It slices through her upper arm, but doesn't seem to hurt her too much.
The ground has now become closer, giving us an even smaller battle field. Wasting no more time, I run at her, letting my hands fall to my belt.
She is also raising her larger blade and as I come towards her she starts to bring it down. Instead of running straight for her, I carry on past her, and then take a sharp turn so I'm at her side.
As she turns towards me swinging her blade towards my neck, I grab one of the bladed sais and stab it deep into her stomach.
She drops her blade in shock, and grips her stomach tightly, pulling out the bladed sais. As she leans over coughing up blood, I take the other blade and slam it into her back over her heart.
She falls to the floor and rolls onto her side gasping, and as if she just gives up, in just a few seconds her eyes go dark and she stops moving, causing a cannon to fire.
All I can do is stare in shock, as the ground breaks away beneath her and she falls into a pit of darkness. A gasp escapes my throat, and suddenly I find myself sobbing in shock, not even sure what just happened.
The ground has made a sort of podium, and I stay on my knees digging my fingers into the ground. Everything feels like it is spinning, can this even be real?
It feels like all of this was a dream, that the games aren't even a real, and this is just a cruel trick my mind is playing on me. But I know it isn't.
The Capitol anthem starts to play and I stare up at the sky waiting for something to happen.
"Ladies and Gentleman, I present to you the victor of 'The First Annual Hunger Games', Savannah King from District ten!"
This can't be right… I'm not a victor… I never have been and I never will be. How have I won, when I will have to live with the murder of innocent people weighing me down for the rest of my life? That isn't what I would call winning…
Why did I never realise this before… of course I'll be seeing my family again, that's great… but will they just see me as a murderer? Isn't that how everyone will see me now? As a merciless, blood thirsty killer that would give up everyone else's lives for her own… That isn't me… is it?
To everyone now, I might be 'Savannah King, The Victor', but to myself…
I will have always lost.
Aria's Victory
Aria Oreota (18), District 4 Female- POV
Wiping away the tears from my eyes, I crouch down by the floor trying to get my head around everything.
Final two, just one person standing in my way of getting home. I need to win this, whatever it takes.
Killing Mercy, it was hard. As much as we never saw eye to eye, no-one deserves to die. She wanted to get home as much as I did, just like everyone else…
I decided when I saw her that I couldn't keep acting how I have been, where I keep crying and acting weak. Whatever happened to the Aria I used to be at the start of the games? Strong and independent, she would do anything to win.
So I pushed everything away and started being who I used to be, and it worked. I mean now I feel terrible, but if I could do that once I'm sure I can do it again.
Hearing a sound nearby, I stand up and turn round, "Who's there?" I shout, "You might as well come out; there are only two of us after all."
The sooner I find out who I am facing, the sooner I can figure out what I'm going to do.
Savannah appears from the cornucopia, staring at me blankly. She slowly moves towards me, but I stay where I am, its better she comes to me after all.
My gaze falls to her arm where I see that her hand has been… removed… and I feel myself stare in shock.
"God… what happened to your hand?" I ask, staring wide eyed.
"Luka…" she says, rolling her eyes.
I almost smile at her attitude towards her 'delightful' district partner, but then I realise this is no time for friendly jokes, seeing as I could be killing her in a few minutes.
Savannah then speaks up, "Listen… I don't want to kill you… I don't want to kill anyone, and maybe you're the same, but it's going to have to happen, so we might as well fight and get it over and done with."
It's as if she knew exactly what I was thinking, and I cringe at the similarities in the two of us. Neither of us want to kill people, although I'm sure I've killed many more than her.
Deciding to in fact get this over and done with, I step forward and raise my… well Mercy's whip… in the air. But instead of us beginning our final battle, the ground starts to shake beneath us.
I gasp and fall to the ground, trying to keep myself from moving, as I watch the ground around us start to part, forming a small piece of land for us to fight on.
Looking up to see where Savannah is, I see she is already running towards me and a spike on her lasso scratches across my chest. It hurts more than it should, because it scratches another deeper injury I gained from Mercy earlier. She did leave me in quite a bad way; my skin is raw where it was hit so much. But I can deal with it when I go back to the Capitol, it can't affect me now.
Still on the floor, I swing my legs to the side and take out her own, causing her to tumble to the ground. I bring down the whip onto her face and it leaves a painful mark, similar to some of my own.
She rolls to the side before I can leave another hit and jumps to her feet. We both stand opposite each other, waiting for the other to make the next move.
In a quick move, I pull out a small knife from my belt and throw it forward, the blade landing in her bad arm, exactly where I wanted it to go.
She yelps pulling it out, and throws it back at me, but I roll out of the way dodging the hit. I throw another small knife but she dodges it to the side.
The ground starts to shake again, and more of it starts to fall away, causing the space to get smaller.
Seeing as I'm not really used to using a whip, I take off the blade cover and run at Savannah. I slice down at her body, and it leaves a deep cut in her stomach.
She moves to the side again and around the back of me, using fast movements to confuse me.
As I spin round, she pulls a blade out of her own belt and stabs it into my stomach. I gasp, gripping hold of the handle and pulling it out. It didn't go too deep, but it still could be a fatal injury if I don't get it treated and it bleeds out.
With an angry growl, I throw my large blade away from me and dive forward, throwing both Savannah and I to the ground. We roll around on the floor, and I punch her hard in the face multiple times, trying to tire her out.
She attempts to fight back, but we both know I am the more skilled at hand to hand combat. She tries to reach for her other blade, but she can't fight me at the same time as well. She attempts to use her lasso, but I dig my nails into her arm and she lets go, so I take it myself and throw it to the side off the edge of the land.
It's only then I realise how close to the edge we've gotten, and it seems Savannah has too.
We both look at each other but I am the one who has grip of her, "I'm really sorry to do this…" I whisper, and I roll to the side throwing her away from me and off the edge.
All I hear is a scream, as I crawl away, only now realising how much my stomach hurts… maybe that wound was worse than I thought.
I press my hand to where it is bleeding, and wait for her cannon to sound, but it doesn't seem to come.
In a lot of pain, I slowly crawl over to where I pushed her off, where I see a struggling Savannah gripping onto the edge of the land with only one hand, her stump not really helping at all.
"Please…" she cries, reaching out her arm.
I stare at her pitifully, not sure what to do, is it really worth helping her?
"Like I said, I'm really sorry," I reply, and taking one more knife I stab it into her good hand, and watch as she loses her grip, and falls into the darkness.
A cannon soon fires and I lay on the floor surrounded in both Savannah's and my own blood.
Suddenly, everything comes crashing back down, and I'm brought back to the real world, back to the real Aria. My hand falls to my mouth, and I gasp realising what I've just done.
I've just won The Hunger Games.
Everything is a blur as the Capitol anthem starts to play.
"Ladies and Gentleman, I present to you the victor of 'The First Annual Hunger Games', Aria Oreota from District four!"
No… this doesn't feel right… I shouldn't be victor… I'm a murderer…
The arena starts spinning, and my head starts pounding.
I fall back, into my own darkness, just like Savannah. But I know that I'll have to face the light again, face my problems, and face what I have done. Maybe I'm the one worse off; maybe it would have been better if I had died…
I've finally gotten what I wanted, I'm finally the victor…
But was it really worth it?
So that's it, the final battle is over. Now you will have to wait for the next chapter to see who the real victor is...
(I'd just like to quickly apologise for the late update, my school just loves giving me homework...-_-)
But anyway, I hope you enjoyed the chapter, I decided to just put both the POV's in one chapter, so the real victor can be revealed sooner. Please bare with me if it takes a bit longer to right the next chapter, as there will be a lot to right about.
Please review what you thought and also tell me who you think the victor will be!
Feel free to inbox any questions as always, and I look forward to you reading the next chapter! (Even though it will be sad, it being the last chapter of the story after all...) :(
Thanks so much for reading! -DeepInTheMeadowIWriteStories
