THE TWENTIETH ANNUAL HUNGER GAMES
"Amber Waves"
INTRODUCTION
Head Gamemaker Lorenzo Chastain was unable to return for another year on the job; his wife was eight months pregnant and so Lorenzo was on paternity leave. He stated that he would most likely be able to return the next year, and that he just needed a short break to help with the baby that would be delivered any second now. Although many were disappointed in Lorenzo's absence, the vast majority had a hopeful outlook towards whoever their new Head Gamemaker may be. After riffling through thousands of auditions, President Lizeth Dyson appointed a fifty year-old woman by the name of Lillium Bigelow to replace Lorenzo during his absence. Lillium was a rather tall woman for her age, with a clever build and dangerously curious eyes that one could never really seem to turn his back on. Upon making the job, Lillium packed all of her bags from her elaborate home in the east sector of the Capitol and hitched a bus to the gamemakers office, where she dropped off her luggage and strolled into the room filled with her team of loyal gamemakers, waiting at attention. Lillium sat down at the head of the table and began throwing around ideas for her first arena. Lillium knew that this would probably be her only year as Head Gamemaker, so she had better make this arena count if she wanted to make a lasting impression on the nation.
The career alliance of the games was six strong, as it normally was. The District 1 male was the only tribute in the games to score a ten, and he was just as confident and arrogant as all of the others who had gone down the path before him. He earned the highest score of the games, and displayed exemplary skill with several different weapons, particularly swords and axes. The District 1 female was certainly less boastful than him. She scored a nine and saw the games as less of an opportunity to spend time in spotlight and more of a time to bring pride to her district and to her family. Her weapon-of-choice was the sword. The District 2 male was a very strong and muscular boy who had grown up in a family of stone quarries and so had compiled tons of muscle mass over years and years of intense labor. The District 2 female received the second highest odds of winning, with eight to one. She was only beaten by the District 1 boy who received seven to one odds. The 2 girl was a great fighter through and through; she was confident, clever, and would have received a ten if not for the fact that she tripped during her private session and fell to the ground, her knife impaling her shoulder and sending her to the emergency room. The wound was healed, but she was forced to enter the games with a huge gash on her shoulder. The others nicknamed her 'scar' because of this, a name that angered her very much. District 4 produced the least extravagant showing of the trio, as it usually did. Their male was a rather medium-sized boy for his age with long, black hair tumbling down his back in wavy strokes. Their female was the weakest of the careers, only scoring a seven by using a blowgun to shoot a target. They scored eights and sevens respectively.
Outside of the career pack, there were several powerful tributes. Most notably were the District 7 tributes. Their male scored a nine, and was the cross between two lumberjack parents. Their female scored an eight, having worked most of her life feeding wood into large wood chipper. District 9's tributes scored a seven and a six. The District 10 boy scored an eight. The District 12 boy scored a seven, displaying his talents in throwing a pickaxe towards a cloth dummy. The District 11 girl also scored a seven, showing the gamemakers her skills with the throwing axe. In total, one ten, four nines, three eights, four sevens, three sixes, two fives, three fours, three threes, and one two were scored. There were two volunteers outside of the careers. The first was the District 6 girl who volunteered into the games and sacrificed herself for her twin sister. The second was the District 11 boy whose parents died when he was two. He had lived in an orphanage since then with no friends and a very abusive guardian. In a moment of clarity, he volunteered into the games for a complete stranger, reasoning that whether he died or went on to become Victor he would be better off. Here are the tributes:
District 1: Salazar Grenon, 17, (10) 7-1 and Severa Valliant, 16, (9) 10-1
District 2: Augustine Brockett, 17, (9) 9-1 and Cordelia Trungbpa, 18, (9) 8-1
District 3: Falcon Ravera, 18, (5) 21-1 and Bertrand Whittaker, 16, (4) 26-1
District 4: Orkney Brecht, 18, (8) 11-1 and Kerrera Hottle, 15, (7) 15-1
District 5: Lynx Esparza, 17, (6) 16-1 and Pixel Baglivo, 16, (4) 25-1
District 6: Carter Chamagne, 15, (3) 40-1 and Taylor Prelich, 14, (3) 43-1
District 7: Hatchet Defranco, 17, (9) 10-1 and Fukaya Doering, 17, (8) 11-1
District 8: Vertie Hahn, 18, (3) 26-1 and Eleonore Camacho, 13, (2) 60-1
District 9: Lenny Huggins, 16, (7) 15-1 and Brigette Fenner, 17, (6) 17-1
District 10: Gale Minter, 17, (8) 14-1 and Kylie Gandy, 15, (5) 18-1
District 11: Ricky Shuppert, 13, (4) 35-1 and Seeder Kaiser, 16, (7) 16-1
District 12: Phillis Cornish, 16, (7) 14-1 and Lacey Emerald, 16, (6) 16-1
THE GAMES
The arena for the twentieth Hunger Games seemed very plain at first. It was a field of wheat, golden stalks as high as the tribute's heads covering the entire landscape. Every single square inch of the place was covered with wheat. There were only four sources of water in the arena. They were from the cornucopia, from sponsor presents, from the rainwater, and from the sprinklers which turned on at noon every day. There was one very still stream that flowed east to west across the arena, but it was a sickly shade of green and brown and it was laced with pesticides and poisons and who-knows-what-else. But, there was a deeper layer. Lillium realized that the tributes would be sent so completely insane from wandering through the endless wheat field in which everywhere looked exactly the same that they would be enticed to kill each other. Also, another twist was that it would be very difficult—if not impossible—for any of the tributes to set up a permanent shelter; they would likely never be able to get back to it. Some of the tributes with longer legs were able to jump high into the air and see over the tops of the corn. But, they would naturally fall back the ground in mere moments and so it was not long enough for the tributes to gain any sort of useful information.
The golden stalks of wheat brushed against the tribute's legs as they rose up into the arena upon their pedestals. They all gazed up at the cornucopia, glimmering magnificently in front of them and throwing off beams of light it had reflected from the round, gem of the sun overhead.
The sound of thumping filled the air as the tributes raced across the bare terrain towards the cornucopia. Surging forward at the head of the onrush was Salazar, the District 1 male who had received the highest score and highest odds. His powerful legs that he had trained his entire life did not fail him, and he was the first to reach the bounty of supplies at the cornucopia. He leaned over and picked up an axe that lay on the ground fifty yards from his pedestal. He clutched the axe so tightly that his knuckles turned ghostly white as he scanned across the clearing, looking for his prey. Salazar spotted a rather weak girl running past him. Salazar was just about to hurl his axe through the air towards her skull before Seeder barreled out of nowhere and tackled him. Seeder was clever to go with the strategy of eliminating the number one threat early on. Seeder lifted her knife into the air and brought it down, plunging it into Salazar's chest. Salazar moaned and gurgled for a few moments before going silent, dead. Through a bit of her own cleverness, Seeder had just eliminated the most powerful tribute in the games.
Salazar Grenon, District 1 Male: 24th, Killed by Seeder, Bloodbath
Augustine, another fast runner, was quick to grab whatever weapon he could find. The first weapon he laid his eyes on was a scythe that lay in a cluster of tall grass inside of the yawning cornucopia. Augustine raised the scythe high above his head and brought it down upon the nearest girl. The sharp tip of the blade cut into her chest, sending her slumping like a stone as her heart began to shut down from the grievous wound she had received. By the time she hit the ground with a sickening thump, she was dead.
Lacey Emerald, District 12 Female: 23rd, Killed by Augustine, Bloodbath
Being from District 7, Fukaya scoured the cornucopia for an axe. It was the only weapon she could really use. When she spotted one on the ground right next to Salazar's corpse, she ran over to retrieve it. Fukaya scanned over the clearing for a bit before setting her eyes on her target: a very capable boy with a high training score. Fukaya hurled the axe through the air. It sank into his chest and shattered his ribcage, impaling his lungs and causing his death.
Gale Minter, District 10 Male: 22nd, Killed by Fukaya, Bloodbath
As one could imagine, Severa had not taken kindly to her district partner being so shamelessly slaughtered by a girl from District 11 of all places. Severa tried to hunt down and kill Seeder as revenge, but could not find her (she had already ran away from the cornucopia and into the vast arena). Severa figured that killing Seeder's district partner would be next-best. When she spotted Ricky crouched down in the cornucopia riffling through a crate containing rope and canteens, Severa was on her like a hound. Severa pounced upon Ricky. However, Ricky dodged Severa's blow and raced out of the cornucopia. Severa chased Ricky around the clearing for quite some time before giving up.
Cordelia's impeccable aim did not fail her when she picked up a bow and quiver of arrows, pulling back the bowstring and aiming at a nearby boy that was a moderate threat. Cordelia released the arrow. It raced through the air before sinking into the boy's shoulder, sending a spray of sticky blood exploding from his wound as he fell to the ground. Cordelia reveled in her first kill.
Lynx Esparza, District 5 Male: 21st, Killed by Cordelia, Bloodbath
Being from District 4, Kerrera picked up a trident that she saw leaning against the interior wall of the cornucopia. Kerrera held it in the air, ready to hurl it towards her target (whoever it may be). When Kerrera caught a glimpse of a girl running across the opening of the cornucopia, she was on her like a hound. Kerrera pinned her to the ground and plunged her trident into her chest, severely damaging many of her internal organs. However, her heart and lungs remained unscathed and so she had not died. Kerrera realized that if she tried to do anything more to speed up the dying process her prey would be able to escape. As such, she called over for one of her allies. Augustine rushed to her aid and smashed the girl in the torso a few times with his scythe, finishing off the job.
Kylie Gandy, District 10 Female: 20th, Killed by Kerrera and Augustine, Bloodbath
Next, the career alliance suffered their next loss. Orkney had kneeled down on the ground and was taking inventory of the contents of an orange backpack. At that moment, Orkney was so distracted that he didn't notice Fukaya sneaking up behind him. Fukaya lifted her axe into the air and brought it down upon Orkney's head, cracking his skull and grievously damaging his brain.
Orkney Brecht, District 4 Male: 19th, Killed by Fukaya, Bloodbath
Cordelia formulated a plan when she spotted two tributes inside of the cornucopia rummaging through supplies. Cordelia darted towards the mouth of the cornucopia, trapping the two tributes inside and ensuring that they could not escape. Cordelia walked inward towards them, trapping them inside. They shook with terror as Cordelia killed the two of them in rapid succession, shooting them both in the torso a few times and letting time do the rest as she waited for them to bleed out and die.
Vertie Hahn, District 8 Male: 18th, Killed by Cordelia, Bloodbath
Bertrand Whittaker, District 3 Female: 17th, Killed by Cordelia, Bloodbath
The next death of the bloodbath occurred when Hatchet fell prey to Severa's sword, the blade slashing into his side and sending his essential organs tumbling out of his body. Repulsed by the sticky spray of blood coming from Hatchet, Severa backed away and waited for him to die. He passed away about thirty seconds later.
Hatchet Defranco, District 7 Male: 16th, Killed by Severa, Bloodbath
Mere seconds after Severa had killed Hatchet, she made her next kill. When Severa caught a glimpse of movement from the corner of her eye, she whipped her head towards it to see a girl less than ten yards from her. She was a laughably easy target, and she died soon after Severa's sword found a home in the small of her back.
Brigette Ferner, District 9 Female: 15th, Killed by Severa, Bloodbath
That careers managed to make one more kill while they were at it; Kerrera hurled her trident through the air with all of her might before it sank deep into one girl's chest and speared her heart, killing her in mere seconds.
Pixel Baglivo, District 5 Female: 14th, Killed by Kerrera, Bloodbath
At that, the bloodbath was over. Eleven cannons boomed through the arena, equating to the twelve lives that were lost during the bloodbath. In the scramble to grab supplies, District 5 and 10's hopes of producing a victor were quelled when both of their tribute died. Districts 1, 3, 4, 7, 8, 9, and 12 all had one tribute alive. And, Districts 2, 6, and 11 had both of their tributes still alive.
That evening, after the careers had finished the long and laborious task of piling up the eleven corpses and moving them into a pile in a far-off corner of the clearing, they began to set up a small camp in the cornucopia. The fractured career pack had only four members. Four sleeping bags lay in a neat row on the floor of the cornucopia. Beside each one was a canteen filled with water, some food, and a flashlight. Each tribute had their signature weapon right next to them while they slumbered just in case they got an uninvited visitor that night. For Severa, this was her sword. Augustine had his scythe, Cordelia her bow and arrows, and Kerrera her trident. They rotated one-hour shifts that night guarding the supplies and the others.
The rest of that day was a frenzy of the tributes swelling across the arena and going to the remote corners of the arena for the night. The only tribute that headed north was Fukaya, whose backpack bumped familiarly between her shoulder blades as she made the long trek towards the north wall of the arena. Every few minutes she picked up a pebble off of the ground and hurled it as far as she could. This would let her know where the forcefield was so that she didn't run into it. That night, Fukaya curled up in a little ditch and tried her best to sleep. She would need it for the long and difficult days ahead of her.
Travelling east after the bloodbath was Phillis, Eleanore, Carter, and Taylor. They were all spread out, and they all carried out similar strategies to Fukaya in that they tossed things in front of them in order to avoid being shocked to death by the force field. Eleanore was the first to find the forcefield; she tossed one of the pebbles in front of her, only to see it flying back at her. It knocked her in the forehead. She rubbed her forehead to disperse the pain and then set up a little camp using the sleeping bag she had received from the cornucopia. Carter did the same thing, but a few hundred yards north of Eleanore. Phillis went with this strategy of laying on the ground and pulling the wheat down, holding it in place with the rope he had salvaged from the bloodbath and shielding him from the view of the others. Taylor decided to wait out the night by getting the high ground, going to the top of the highest hill in the arena.
Falcon and Lenny both went west when the bloodbath was over. Falcon actually went in a diagonal, northwest direction, and Lenny went due west. That night, Falcon crouched down in a ditch and wielded his knife, ready to strike. Lenny went with a similar strategy as Phillis, tying some of the wheat around him in a cocoon, hiding him from the sight of the others and rendering him safe from the watchful eyes of the bloodthirsty careers.
The night of Day 1 passed in complete peace, with no interaction whatsoever between the eleven remaining tributes. The tributes woke up to a beautiful azure blue sky the morning of Day 2, the bright gem of the sun shining down upon the golden stalks of corn and causing them to glisten beautifully. The careers awoke bright and early that morning, gathering up their supplies and venturing out to scavenge the arena for their next prey. It was a long time before the careers made their next kill. Augustine was treading through a portion of the large arena, using his hands to clear a path in front of him. At that moment, his keen sense of hearing picked up a tiny sound. There was a rustling to his right. He walked over to investigate. The movement was too constant and loud to be an animal. Severa burst around the corner to find Falcon curled up into a ball inside, trying not to shake. He didn't even have time to scream before Severa slashed him in the neck with her sword, decapitating him in one clean slice and sending his head tumbling to the ground.
Falcon Ravera, District 3 Male: 13th, Killed by Severa, Day 2
The rest of Day 2 passed, deathless. However, there was an awful lot of movement among the outer district tributes. They seemed apprehensive about staying in one spot for the whole games and so shifted around frequently. Then, on the morning of Day 3, the two tributes from District 11 crossed paths. Ricky and Seeder were wandering through the arena when they both spotted each other. Each one unsure if the other was a career, they both hid. Seeder peeked around the corner, only to realize that it was her district partner. She practically cried with relief. Seeder and Ricky had developed a good friendship before the games.
Seeder stood up and walked over to where Ricky sat, crouched down and hidden inside of the long, golden stalks of wheat. Ricky slowly stood up, and awkward tension hung in the air as the tributes looked at each other, not sure what to do.
"We're both good at surviving in the wild. We're from District 11. We kind of have to be good at that stuff," said Seeder, breaking the pensive silence.
"So, allies, then?" inquired Ricky.
"Sure," Seeder answered.
The two shook hands, officially creating an alliance. The moment after they had done this they got to work building a permanent shelter. At first, they tried to dig underground. But, they found that after a few feet down the dirt was so watery that anything they dug instantly filled up with liquid. They had to scratch that plan. They used a sickle that Ricky had retrieved from a sponsor the day before to cut out a clearing. Then, they took the stalks of wheat on the perimeter of the clearing and pulled them inwards. They all converged into a point, and Seeder took out a rubber band she had salvaged from the cornucopia and tied the golden stalks together, securing the first layer of the shelter. They repeated this a few times, adding layers to the walls of their house. They needed an entrance, and so they cut out a medium-sized flap in the side of the shelter. When they were finished, it was not bad at all.
The morning of Day 4, the careers made their next kill. Cordelia was wandering through the arena, wielding her bow with an arrow nocked into it. She tripped on a rock and fell to the ground, taking a few seconds to recover from the pain. At the ground level, she looked forward and saw a face glaring back at her. She leapt up and lunged towards the face. Cordelia found a boy laying down on the ground, and she died soon after Cordelia's arrow buried itself into the side of his head.
Phillis Cornish, District 12 Male: 12th, Killed by Cordelia, Day 4
Days 5 and 6 passed, deathless. All of the tributes that did not have a very stable supply of water had now gone completely insane from dehydration. The number of tributes in this sticky situation was so great that the gamemakers decided to do something about it. It started as a blanket of dark clouds covering the sky. Then, rain began pouring from the dark sky. The tributes laughed with relief as they rushed to fill whatever container they were carrying with the stuff. They gulped the cool liquid down, having been snatched from the jaws of death right then and there. None of them would die from dehydration.
On Day 7, Seeder was digging a ditch in the ground as a precaution. It would be an instant source of protection from the watchful eyes of any bloodthirsty careers in the arena. Once the ditch was about three feet deep, Seeder began to notice something peculiar. Crawling up from the bottom of the hole were huge grubs as wide as her finger and several inches long. This was very normal, as grubs often hang around under farms to feed on the dead wheat. But, the grubs seemed to have a thirst for Seeder's blood. The instant that Seeder placed her hand in the hole, all of the grubs lunged towards it and began hooking onto her flesh. She ripped her hand out of the hole and picked all of them off. A plan began formulating in Seeder's mind. She took one of her empty packs and began scooping the grubs into it...
That night, Seeder and Ricky silently prowled into the clearing that housed the cornucopia. Severa, who had been on watch, had fallen asleep and was snoozing away soundlessly on the floor of the cornucopia. Their plan was working perfectly. Taking infinite care to not make a sound, Ricky popped open the container with all of the grubs in it and began pouring them into the career's sleeping bags. They divided the grubs evenly between all four of them. Once all of the grubs were out of the container, Ricky and Seeder raced away from the cornucopia and took the evidence with them.
Within minutes, the grubs began digging into the career's skin and subjugating their flesh. They woke up in shock as the excruciating pain of the insects digging into their bodies blinded out everything they saw, felt, and heard. The four screamed in agony as they convulsed on the ground, slowly dying. Three of the careers were killed right then and there. The only career that managed to survive was Severa, who Seeder and Ricky had put slightly less worms than for the others. She was able to brush them off of her body and survive. The other three were not so lucky, and all died within three hours.
Cordelia Trungbpa, District 2 Female: 11th, Killed by Ricky and Seeder, Day 7
Kerrera Hottle, District 4 Female: 10th, Killed by Ricky and Seeder, Day 7
Augustine Brocket, District 2 Male: 9th, Killed by Ricky and Seeder, Day 7
That left the final eight: Severa Valliant from District 1, Carter Chamagne and Taylor Prelich from District 6, Fukaya Doering from District 7, Eleonore Comacho from District 8, and Lenny Huggins from District 9, and Ricky Shuppert and Seeder Kaiser from District 11.
The morning of Day 8 was when the moment that the gamemakers had been anticipating finally arrived. It was the moment when one of the tributes had gone completely insane from wandering through the endless field of corn. It was the evening of Day 8 when Fukaya's sanity was completely broken. She began darting around the arena as fast as her legs could carry her, wielding her axe. Her eyes glittered with malice as she prowled the arena, begging to be released. Now, she only had one goal. She was going to kill. That passion burned through everything she saw as she became a dangerous predator. Fukaya made two kills that day with her axe.
Taylor Prelich, District 6 Female: 8th, Killed by Fukaya, Day 8
Carter Chamagne, District 6 Male: 7th, Killed by Fukaya, Day 8
The gamemakers had thought that Fukaya's thirst for blood would be sated after she had made a few kills in the arena. But, they could not be more wrong. Fukaya seemed perpetually insane, cackling strange phrases as her body began to slowly break down. No way could the gamemakers let this madman be their victor. Around noon on Day 9, the gamemakers blew her up with a land mine, eliminating his chances of becoming the victor.
Fukaya Doering, District 7 Female: 6th, Land Mine, Day 9
Day 10 passed, deathless. Day 11 saw one dehydration death.
Lenny Huggins, District 9 Male: 5th, Dehydration, Day 11
On Day 12, the gamemakers concluded that it was time to drive the tributes inward for a bloody finale that would crown their victor.
The wheat the covered every square inch of the arena was very flammable, and so it was easy for the gamemakers to set the perimeter of the arena ablaze. The roaring fire spread so rapidly that the tributes had to run as fast as they could in order to keep from being consumed by the raging inferno. The instant the wheat was touched by the fire, it turned black and crumbled, the dryness serving as perfect fuel for the fire. The fire spread inward, forcing the four remaining tributes inward towards the cornucopia. All four of the tributes bowled into the clearing, terror consuming their every expression as the brush on the ground began burning, forcing the tributes inward towards the cornucopia. Atop the cornucopia, all that the tributes could see in every direction was a field of red and orange and blue all dancing together in a dangerously beautiful show of just how dangerous beauty could be.
Atop the cornucopia stood the four remaining tributes that had outlasted all of the others. Severa wielded her sword, eyes glittering with malice. Ricky held a sickle he had received from a sponsor about halfway through the games. Seeder brandished a menacingly sharp knife with a dangerously pointed edge. The obvious outlier was Eleonore, who held nothing but a two foot-long rope as she quivered with terror.
Seeder, Ricky, and Severa all lunged towards Eleonore in unison. The only one to actually touch her, however, was Severa. Severa planted her sword into Eleonore's chest, ripping it out a few seconds later and sending her tumbling backwards into the red-hot inferno below.
Eleonore Comacho, District 8 Female: 4th, Killed by Severa, Day 12
The final battle of the twentieth Hunger Games was between Severa and the District 11 duo of Seeder and Ricky. Severa had trained for this moment her entire life. Her almost eight years of honing her skills with the sword could not fail her now. Severa lunged forward, aiming at Ricky. However, Ricky ran out of the way and circled around Severa, attempting to distract her so that Seeder could go in for the kill.
A long ten minutes later, Severa had Ricky cornered. Severa kicked Ricky to the ground, knocking his weapon out of his hand and sending it tumbling off of the cornucopia. Severa lifted her sword into the air, ready to bring it down upon Ricky's torso. But, the moment before Severa was able to bring the blade down, Seeder lunged towards Severa's back and planted her knife into her back. Severa screamed as she let go of Ricky, gurgling and moaning as she slowly died. Her stomach had been impaled, and its contents were spilling out onto the surface of the cornucopia. Her cannon rang through the arena as her eyes glazed back into her head.
Severa Valliant, District 1 Female: 3rd, Killed by Seeder, Day 12
The only two remaining tributes were Ricky Shuppert and Seeder Kaiser, both from District 11. Ricky needed a moment to get situated, and he sat on the ground for a few seconds before standing back up onto his feet. Seeder needed a few moments to recover from having just killed Severa, and there were a few seconds of both the tributes recovering from their traumas.
"Go on," Ricky said, startling Seeder as he broke the pensive silence.
"What?" Seeder inquired, confused.
"I said go on. You deserve to be victor," Ricky said, apparently explaining himself.
"I have no idea what you're talking about!" Seeder exclaimed.
"What would it mean for me to be victor?" said Ricky. "I'm an orphan, for Pete's sake. Nobody loves me. Nobody cares about me. If these two weeks in the arena have taught me anything, it's that this world has no place for a boy like me. You've done a great job in these games, Seeder. You've fought hard. You deserve it."
Seeder was taken aback by Ricky's words, but she was not about to wait for him to change his mind. Seeder clutched her knife in her right hand, her knuckles white. She was sweating bullets, and she could feel her heart beating in her throat. Before killing Ricky, Seeder had one last thing to say to him.
"I'll make it quick," she said before plunging the blade into his heart.
Ricky Shuppert, District 11 Male: 2nd, Killed by Seeder, Day 12
"Seeder Kaiser of District 11, you are the victor of the twentieth annual Hunger Games!" Lillium sang as the fire ceased and a hovercraft appeared to collect District 11's first victor.
Seeder just stood there and closed her eyes. She let the cool morning wind blow against her face, the face that had seen too much.
Seeder Kaiser, District 11 Female: Victor of the Twentieth Hunger Games, Day 12
AFTERMATH
The Capitol was enthralled by Seeder, and many would learn to love their kind and benevolent newest victor. Seeder would go on to donate ninety-one percent of her victory payouts towards the poor of District 11, for she had been among them before she had become a victor. District 11 was very happy to finally receive their first victor, and she was welcomed into the nation's growing lineup of victors with open arms.
Her victory tour was nothing out of the ordinary, except for her stop in District 1 where she was showered with ill will.
Seeder moved into the previously vacant Victor's Village of District 11.
Seeder would live to the age of ninety-nine, dying from a strange pox around the time of the one-hundred and third annual Hunger Games. She would marry her high-school sweetheart two years after her victory, remaining married to him until her death eighty-one years later. In her lifetime, she would never reproduce for herself but would start work as a surrogate a few years after her victory. In her lifetime, she would deliver thirteen babies for thirteen different women with fertility issues. Seeder was an outlier among victors; she would not resort to alcohol or any other sort of chemical escape over the years. She would keep her mind off of the time she served in the arena by gardening, turning her entire backyard in the Victor's Village into a magnificent place filled with flowers and fruits and every type of tree imaginable. Several visitors would describe it as looking like an enchanted forest straight out a dream. It was Seeder's most prized creation, and she was said to spend as much as eighteen hours a day inside of it.
NEWS
Seeder moves into the Victor's Village of District 11, the very first victor to do so.
LIST OF VICTORS
1HG: Cordin Frey (#1, District 3)
2HG: Sapphire Waber (#1, District 1)
3HG: Molly Toliday (#1, District 4)
4HG: Amelia Spangler (#1, District 2)
5HG: Misty Sablone (#1, District 12)
6HG: Olivia Seager (#2, District 2)
7HG: Flux Stafford (#2, District 3)
8HG: Brandi Coyne (#2, District 1)
9HG: Isaac Crandall (#1, District 5)
10HG: Velvet Farrow (#3, District 1)
11HG: Mags Flanagan (#2, District 4)
12HG: Slate Ogston (#3, District 2)
13HG: Woof Dozier (#1, District 8)
14HG: Blaze Skalnik (#4, District 2)
15HG: Dina Wilmarth (#2, District 5)
16HG: Beatrice Toland (#1, District 6)
17HG: Amelia Bankston (#5, District 2)
18HG: Markus Gardd (#2, District 6)
19HG: Odius Ruttler (#6, District 2)
20HG: Seeder Kaiser (#1, District 11)
