"This moment here, this moment is a moment you never forget. The moment when a tribute, becomes a victor,"

Are you ready to meet your victor? I hope everyone enjoys them. Remember, if your character dies, understand they could have all been victors in the final five and were all considered.

Ashton Khell POV:

The spear didn't go all the way through, it barely pierced her skin. It was enough, though. Despite my weak throw, a topless Lavina whimpered slightly before falling on top of Atlas. The shocked male scooted out from underneath her and started to panic. He looked over to me, his face red with anger and eyes full of tears. I then realized my mistake, I had thrown my spear, now I had no weapon.

I knew I couldn't outrun the career but I couldn't fight without a weapon. I waited for the male to charge at me, getting my body ready to dodge his attack and run past him. When he was close enough, I slipped under his leg and ran for the spear in Lavinia's back. Pulling it out would kill her for sure but only one of us could win.

She tried to stand up and run away but she was in pain and her balance was off. I grabbed her blonde hair and turned her around, kicking the back of her knees and yanked the spear out. She screamed as blood splattered on my clothes. I turned around to see Atlas running towards me, screaming as he did so. I got my spear ready when Lavina kicked my ankle making me stumble. It was a split second but it was enough for Atlas. He grabbed my head and smashed it into the cave wall, screaming like a primeval beast and didn't stop until my canon sounded.

Ezra Talcot POV:

I watched in fear as Atlas hit my ally's head against the stone wall until his face was covered in blood. He dropped Ashton, his limp body falling to the sound of his canon, his head shattered. I wanted to run away so bad, he hadn't seen me, I could have escaped. Then again, I was going to have to face him sooner or later. Finch wouldn't outlast him and I was sure Lavina was close to death. I had to attack him now when he was weak.

I held my sword tightly and walked calmly over to my old ally. I wanted to run, in either direction but I knew Atlas was angered. He would charge, using up most of his stamina just getting to me. I didn't blame him if someone spared the girl I was about to get it one with, I don't think I would be in the best mood either.

Just as I expected, the second Atlas saw me, he charged, the veins in his neck bulging. He was holding Lavina's sword so at least he remembered to bring a weapon to the fight. I had seen him in training, though, he wasn't as skilled with a sword as I was.

I let out a scream and swung my sword at his knees. There was a crack that made me want to throw up as his kneecap shattered and his leg gave away. I had almost severed his right leg.

"Atlas!" Lavina screamed turning around to face me. I could tell she wouldn't attack, she was bleeding out and wanted to survive too badly.

"Run!" Atlas called back as I leaned over him and punched him in the face, over and over again. Only then did I realize what he was doing, he was trying to get Lavina to victory, it was the only way she was going to survive.

"That's foolish," I snapped as I went to punch him again. He grabbed my fist and kicked me backward with his one good leg. I quickly recovered and smashed the base of my sword into his collar bones. It fractured, Atlas letting out a scream that was worse than the one he made when Lavina was stabbed. Before he could recover, I swung my sword at his chest, he dodged it, the blade slicing down his face.

I watched, as blood poured down his face, the boy screaming out in pain. He started to balance on one foot and with all the energy he had left, swung his sword at my head, cutting it clean off. I didn't think he would be able to pull through the pain to do it. Guess I was wrong.

Finch Maylor POV:

Atlas was crying and shaking in pain. So was I but because I had just seen Ashton killed like he was nothing. The boy had so much hope and life and now he was just a pile of flesh bleeding on the floor. Atlas had hit him so hard that If I hadn't watched the scene, I wouldn't have known it was him.

Ezra had the upper hand and threw it away due to his arrogance, not stabbing him straight away and then thinking he wouldn't kill him because he was hurt. I had little sympathy for the male but he shouldn't have been here, he should have been at home, training with his brother.

I didn't want to kill anyone but I had to if I wanted to go home. Atlas back was turned to me, the darkness concealed me. If I could kill him, I would only have to wait a few hours and Lavina would bleed out, leaving me as a victor.

I stepped silently out of the darkness, holding my dagger. When I was close enough, I plunged it into Atlas' flesh. He screamed and moved forward as I pulled the dagger out. It took far more strength than I expected to push it far enough to be deadly. He fell to the floor and thrashed in frustration from physical and emotional pain. I ran forward to make the final attack at his throat when something forced me backward.

My head hit the ground, making my vision blurry and sending the world around me spinning. I sat up to see the spear in my stomach. I looked over to Lavina as blood spilled up my throat and out of my lips. She collapsed to the ground, shaking and crying. Atlas tried to look over his shoulder at me but recoiled in pain and started to cry. I clawed at the stone walls until my fingers started to bleed. I didn't want to die, I was frightened. I looked to a wall where a camera was focused on me.

"Don't let them look, send them away," I whimpered, hoping to reach my distraught family. My brothers had most likely seen enough and I just wanted them to not see what I looked like dead.

My headache grew and my breath became labored. After a few moments of silence, I let my eyes close for the final time in my life, a final tear rolling down my cheek and onto the cave floor.

Lavina Zephyrus POV:

I crawled over to Atlas who was laid face first on the ground, weeping. I used the last of my strength to lift him up and prop him against the wall. Soon after, my legs buckled from under me and I leaned on his lap, looking up at him.

"Are you okay?" I asked Atlas looked down out me with his worn out eyes, "sorry, stupid question," I have a small left as I felt the hole in my back and the torn flesh around the wound. It was in an awkward place to hold but I still tried.

"You are going to win this," he said breathlessly, not looking at me so he didn't have to move his head.

"Can you kill yourself?" I asked, Atlas seemed to think about it but then tears started to form in his eyes.

"No-"

"Then just stay with me," I said. He went to nod but just gave a sharp intake of breath. I was going to die, long before the stab wound even made Atlas weak. I could feel my body becoming cold as I lost more and more blood. "You would have liked it in my District, we lived on a large plot of land, I think it would have been your type of thing," I said with a weak laugh, shifting slightly.

"Nah, my home is Two, although...One would have been a better place to raise children, being richer and all," he grunted. My breath hitched when he said about children.

"What do you think would have happened if we had met outside of the Games?" I asked Atlas seemed to reject the first idea that came into his head before speaking.

"We might have not even got past friends...or we could have gone further," he voice cracked when he said the last part and I couldn't help but smile.

"We could have two boys-"

"No, daughters," he laughed.

"Okay then, we could have had two girls and a dog-"

"Only if the dog got to sleep in our room-"

"We could have got married, you would have been an amazing mother-"

"Lavina Geo, it has a ring to it," I sighed, smiling at the thought of the life that could have been.

"Yet, here we are," Atlas said, his voice full of defeat. We sat in silence after that, both hating what reality had given us. That reality was that we would have never known each other walked this earth unless we took part in these Games. These Games were the reason we met and they were the reason that perfect life could never happen. We didn't even get to try.

I turned over and closed my eyes as my body started to shiver, my leg twitching.

"I am frightened," I whimpered. No one is prepared for death, that was why we fought against it to the final moment. I wanted to spend longer with Atlas, longer in this world. Just liked I wanted to spend longer with Consus and my family. Sadly, life was cruel and we never got what we wanted.

"No, please stay...I love you," Atlas whimpered, grunting as he moved his head to look at me as he clumsily placed his hand on my head. I pulled at his pants as I became light headed.

"I love you too," I whispered, clutching the photo of me and Consus instead of my wound.

Augusto Nah POV:

"Ladies and Gentlemen, may I present, the winner of the 24th Hunger Games, Atlas Geo of District Two," I leaped out of my chair and danced around the room, the largest smile on my face.

"You did it kido!" I cheered, Atlas didn't seem to agree, though. As if he didn't hear the canon, he looked down at a lifeless Lavina and started to sob, then he started to scream. Every time he moved his arms or head, the screams became more pained.

"Bring her back, don't take her away, not again...PLEASE!" He screams woke Astrid who looked at the screen confused. I walked slowly to the screen, taken back by what he was doing.

"Bring her back!" he screamed at the sky, "Why do you keep taking people from me...WHY!" he was tearing his throat apart by screaming.

"What on earth is he doing?" I muttered, standing in front of the TV with my arms crossed.

"At this rate, he is going to turn out like Amire," Astrid yawned, sitting up and looking at the tv. "Three, two, one-" as Astrid's countdown finished the footage of Atlas to Pyrus who looked flustered.

"Isn't that something? Congrats to Atlas Geo on his victory, now, sponsoring Atlas' victory is Fruit Lips, guaranteed to give you colorful, plump lips-" I turned off the screen and sat on the sofa, trying to take in what just happened.

"Ah, not the best save The Capitol has done but not the worst," Astrid laughed. So much for an easy victory.

Congrats to Yogy2404, Atlas won, I hope you are happy ^_^

Thank you so much to CaptainOfTheKeep for Ashton and Ezra, FrostedDusk for Finch and Carlpopalol for Lavina. I enjoyed writing them so much and I am sorry they didn't win.

They were all considered for victor, Ashton would have won after Lavina and Atlas were killed in the fire too, Ezra would have killed Atlas, Finch would have outlasted Lavina and Atlas, Lavina would have outlasted Atlas. In the end, I went with the tribute that represented that no one ever truly wins the Games.

Ashton Khell-Head smashed by Atlas Geo

Ashton was an amazing character who I loved writing. He was more than a one-note rebel and I love that. Towards the end, he broke. He wanted too many things, revenge, a rebellion and to live. After his sponsor gift, Ashton saw the way to go and calmed down a bit. In the end, the fact he was a rebel is what killed him. I knew there was no way he would win and not start a rebellion so I settled for him inspiring it years later. The words from Amire will be used in many more years when Ashton's dreams come true. R.I.P Ashton, at least your brother can be with you now.

Ezra Talcot- Head cut off by Atlas Geo

I am sorry Captain that both your characters died from the same person and so close together but hey, top five is amazing so you should be proud. Ezra was such a unique character without being a joke or out of this world different. He was just a regular dude who I enjoyed writing. He could have won but he wasn't the victor I was looking for. He was one of the tributes who didn't change too much due to not being near any horrific things. As time went on he became more determined to get home. Something I found realistic and loved. R.I.P Ezra, your family may have lost you but they won't lose anyone else.

Finch Maylor-Speared in the chest by Lavina Zephyrus

Finch was going to win until four days ago. I love how normal her character was and I loved her relationship with her brothers. I loved the idea of her train pulling back in District Eleven and her family cheering her on. I loved Topas and Luca and wanted her to see them again. In the end, it was between her and Atlas and I flipped a coin. It landed on Atlas. R.I.P like everyone, you deserved victory, your brothers will miss you.

Lavina Zephyrus-Bled out, wound inflicted by Ashton Khell

Lavina, Lavina, she might have just come across like she was just there to be Atlas' love interest but she was more than that. She started off as a hyper, bouncy girl who became more and more frightened as the Games went on. She lost a lot during these Games but still held her head high and carried on. She watched her little brother die before her eyes, she lost Crown on the first day, yet she carried on. She was a strong female who developed throughout the Games, if she wasn't stabbed, she could have won. I thought about having her as a victor for a bit, she was going to win, later finding out she was pregnant with Atlas' kid. My friend talked me out of it, saying it was best to have a normal victory for my first Games. R.I.P you live on in your other little brother and Atlas.

Atlas Geo-Victor

Atlas wasn't going to win at first but I was looking back at earlier chapters and realized how much he had grown. He went from a cold, stoic boy who was set on revenge to someone who learned to smile again. He even let Lavina take his revenge, not even giving it a second thought in the end. He found someone to care about again, only for them to be taken away again by second place. Him and Lavina could have been anything if they were not in the Games. Sadly, the world is cruel. Congrats to Atlas and his submitter.

So there you go. Good news, if your character was in the top five and was one of the four that died, they will have a POV in the final chapter. It will be a short POV of what could have been if they had won. So look out for that.

Two more chapters about Atlas victory (waking up and victory tour) then the 5th-2nd place what could have been POV's and then, NEXT STORY STARTS!

Thank you so much to everyone for being a part of this story. If your character won or died, I am so happy I was able to write them. I was worried most of the characters would be jokes or the submitters would be mean and send me hate when I killed off their characters. I am pleased to say, I got none of them. Your characters have been out of this world, not a single one did I not like or think was terrible. You should all be proud of yourselves and know that I appreciate every second you put into them.

As for you yourselves, thank you for being so understanding and warm while I was writing this story. Seeing your messages and reviews made me smile, giving me the motivation to carry on. I see so many SYOTs were people become cold, stop reading or just send hate towards the writer for their character being killed off. None of you have been like that. You kept reading and took part even though some of your characters died and you were so understanding and kind. I thank you from the bottom of my heart and I really hope you enjoyed this story and I did your characters justice.

Let me know what you think, I hope you liked it and I hope you will like the final chapters. Remember, my SYOT is still open and I am now taking two characters per submitter.