THE THIRTIETH ANNUAL HUNGER GAMES
"All Tangled Up"
INTRODUCTION
Ravaging the Capitol like wildfire was a new fad that nobody could stop talking about: dyed skin. It started when Head Gamemaker Estella Whited announced on her social media that she had dyed her skin a light-blue hue. This method of fashion quickly spread throughout the Capitol's entire population, as everybody wanted to look like the talented and gorgeous Estella. Soon it was impossible to step into a Capitol street without spotting several individuals with pink or purple or periwinkle skin. Estella herself knew that she couldn't risk staying head gamemaker for much longer. Her past two games had both been flops, and Estella knew that she would receive the severest of penalties if this absurd trend continued. She decided to remain as head gamemaker for just one more year, after which she would resign and serve as simply a gamemaker. She had the perfect idea for her final arena.
The career pack consisted of six members. District 1's pair was as beautiful as always. Their male greatly preferred blades, such as the knife and the sword, although he could really fight with anything. Their female displayed a wide range of skills, including bows, axes, and swords. District 1's tributes were shockingly gorgeous careers, and sponsors lined up and down the block to shower them with gifts. District 2, weirdly, produced a much less stellar showing. Their male preferred the crowbar, pickaxe, and baton due to his strength; he was easily the strongest and most muscular tribute. He was certainly a lesser with the knife, the most versatile and abundant weapon in most arenas. Their female was a very fast runner, and had impeccable aim, but, not unlike her district partner, was a lesser with blades. District 4 really stole the show. They produced the cream of the crop. Their male was the oldest tribute in the games; the day of the reaping was less than one week before his nineteenth birthday. He was impeccably talented with the trident, crossbow, dart gun, bow, and sword. He had looks to match, too. District 4's female was similar in build and skillset to her district partner, with the added addition of the machete to her list of preferred weapons. She was rather beautiful as well.
Training scores were rather average outside of the career districts. Three eights were scored. District 7's Petal was skilled with the hatchet and axe, scoring an eight. Eights also were scored by District 9's Barley and Anthony from 11. There was also a plethora of sevens. In fact, seven sevens were scored! They were earned by Artemis from 5, Sparrow from 7, Clifford from 9, Laurete and Emerald from 10, and Carlo and Brooke from 12. There was a single volunteer outside of the careers: Pollux Danieli of District 3, who had been abused most of his life and volunteered knowing that his life had little worth left. Here are the tributes:
District 1: Cartier Marceaux, 16, (10) 7-1 and Dreame Necklace, 16, (10) 7-1
District 2: Janus Parish, 16, (9) 8-1 and Galadia Racter, 17, (9) 8-1
District 3: Pollux Danieli, 17, (5) 22-1 and Alixia Chaplin, 17, (6) 19-1
District 4: Oliver Beverly, 18, (10) 5-1 and Azura Donaghue, 18, (10) 5-1
District 5: Cairo Deptula, 15, (4) 28-1 and Artemis Lamarche, 14, (7) 18-1
District 6: Tallen Korznicki, 16, (6) 23-1 and European Neckrich, 17, (6) 22-1
District 7: Sparrow Tierra, 12, (7) 21-1 and Petal Galaxy, 18, (8) 13-1
District 8: September Huber, 17, (5) 22-1 and Petra Cornwell, 17, (5) 22-1
District 9: Clifford Stauffer, 16, (7) 15-1 and Barley Chisolm, 18, (8) 12-1
District 10: Laureate Rudolph, 18, (7) 13-1 and Emerald Vanhoose, 18, (7) 13-1
District 11: Anthony Petosa, 16, (8) 12-1 and Camellia Rosemary, 12, (6) 24-1
District 12: Carlo Florafauna, 17, (7) 15-1 and Brooke Handbag, 17, (7) 15-1
THE GAMES
This year's arena was inspired by the recent skin-dying craze that was sweeping the Capitol. It was inspired by color. The arena was a huge network of colored yarn, stretching every which way. Every color of the rainbow and more was incorporated, and the yarn was virtually indestructible. The network of yarn was so tight that the tributes could wiggle through it and crawl to anywhere they wanted. Sandy islands scattered the surface of the arena, sitting atop platforms of quartz. Even the sand on the islands was colorful; each grain of sand was a different color. All were vibrant and bold in hue. The cornucopia was made of metal. It was splattered with paint. The supplies strewn in and around the cornucopia were rainbow-themed as well. The backpacks were multicolored. So were the leather sheaths of the arrows, the handles of the knives, the sleeping bags, the crates, the suitcases, and everything else. The yarn that made up the arena, cozy and warm, could support almost any weight. There were mutts galore hidden throughout the arena, all of which blended into the rainbow yarn, being polychromic themselves.
Priceless were the surprised, astonished expressions on the faces of the tributes as they saw the arena for the first time. You couldn't blame them. This arena was so stylistically different from anything that had come before it. Apart from muttations, the arena lacked food of any kind. As such, when the gong rang, every single tribute headed toward the bloodbath. Water and nutritious food were plentiful in and around the cornucopia. As for weapons, knives, swords, axes, spears, and shears were the most plentiful. Despite this, many other weapons were presented, just in smaller numbers. The bloodbath of the thirtieth Hunger Games would claim the lives of fifteen tributes, a very high number compared to the average of eleven or twelve.
When the gong rang, the careers immediately lead the charge. Sprinting at the head of the onrush were Oliver and Azura, the two District 4 tributes who really qualified as the cream of the crop. Out of these two tributes, Azura was evidently the fastest. Azura swept up a halberd that leaned against the cornucopia, sparkling in the gem of the sun overhead. She turned sharply on her heel and swung the halberd's sharp edge into a boy who was zigzagging to avoid attacks as he raced towards a package of jerky. The sharp edge buried itself into his stomach. He collapsed to the ground, heaving himself dry as his stomach collapsed inward from the blow. Azura finished him off by delivering a blow to the head, cracking open his skull and polishing him off.
Laureate Rudolph, District 10 Male: 24th, Killed by Azura, Bloodbath
Oliver, the other fastest runner, was quick on his feet when he spotted a flail lying modestly atop a silver crate just inside of the cornucopia. Oliver rushed over to retrieve the flail. He closed his fingers around the wooden shaft and whipped his head around. At this point, European from 6 was rushing toward Oliver in an attempt to kill him while he was looking away. When Oliver set his gaze on hers, the girl dropped her spear and booked it away. But, her speed could not match that of the trained career. Oliver smashed the spiked ball at the end of his flail into the back of her head. She wept as Oliver bludgeoned her the rest of the way to her death. After her death, Oliver ditched the flail in favor of a knife.
European Neckrich, District 6 Female: 23rd, Killed by Oliver, Bloodbath
Janus, another fast runner, picked up a belt of throwing knives that sat about fifty yards from his pedestal. Janus began throwing the moment that the belt was securely clipped around his waist. He pulled one of the knives out of its socket and hurled it at a nearby boy. He screamed as the knife dug into his shoulder. He fell to the ground, clutching the wound and finding it extremely difficult to remove the tightly-lodged knife. Oliver, eager to test out his new knife, ran over to finish the boy off, hacking open his torso.
Cairo Deptula, District 5 Male: 22nd, Killed by Janus and Oliver, Bloodbath
Petra from 8, despite her training score of only 5, was prepared to get her hands a little dirty if it meant more sponsors and less time before her trip home. Petra picked up a mace off of the ground and slammed it into the head of a nearby girl. She yelped with pain and shock as she fell limp onto Petra, knocking them both to the ground like dominoes. Dreame from 1, noticing the commotion, ran over to the scene and finished off both of the girls with her sickle. They were in ribbons by the time that she was done, and Dreame smiled with satisfaction at the sight of their corpses, lathered in their own blood.
Alixia Chaplin, District 3 Female: 21st, Killed by Dreame, Bloodbath
Petra Cornwell, District 8 Female: 20th, Killed by Dreame, Bloodbath
Azura, having successfully wrenched her halberd out of Laurete's stomach, swiftly and fluidly attacked her next prey: a dark-haired boy who was grappling over a backpack with another boy about ten yards away. Azura brought her halberd down upon the boy's head, splitting it in half all the way down to the base of his neck, leaving the other boy in shock.
Carlo Florafauna, District 12 Male: 19th, Killed by Azura, Bloodbath
Azura efficiently attacked the other boy, but he was quicker than she. The other boy scrambled to his feet and ran away, where the adrenaline made him able to outrun Azura, to her great dismay. However, his luck had run out. He ran right across the field of vision of Cartier, District 1's boy who was ready with a machete. Cartier plunged the machete deep into the boy's hip, shattering a few of the bones critical to balance. He fell forward onto the ground, having escaped the District 4 girl but falling at the hands of the District 1 boy, marking his first kill.
Talen Korznicki, District 6 Male: 18th, Killed by Cartier, Bloodbath
Cartier ripped his knife out of dead Talen and quickly attacked the nearest girl, one of the strongest tributes outside of the careers: Petal from 7. Cartier lunged toward Petal, brandishing his knife and ready to kill her. Petal swung around and buried her axe directly into Cartier's stomach. Shocked, he clutched his stomach and ripped out the axe. He tried to swing it in Petal's direction, but black spots already clouded his vision. Barley, the unassuming District 9 girl who wielded a sickle, slashed the weapon against Cartier's back, finishing him off after the blade punctured a few of the organs essential for the sustenance of life.
Cartier Marceaux, District 1 Male: 17th, Killed by Petal and Barley, Bloodbath
Cartier falling in death between them, Petal and Barley locked eyes. In unspoken agreement, they lunged toward each other. They crashed into each other and fell to the ground, fumbling for their weapons. Barley was the quickest to find her weapon; the moment she locked her desperate fingers around her sickle she thrust it forth and raked it across Petal's chest. Barley scrambled to her feet and ran away from the bloodbath, having apparently had enough trouble for a day.
Petal Galaxy, District 7 Female: 16th, Killed by Barley, Bloodbath
Galadia, District 2's girl, rose to the occasion when she caught a glimpse of a strong and stocky girl running across her field of vision. Galadia grabbed the nearest weapon—a dagger—and drove it into the girl's chest. She collapsed, moaning and gurgling as she died from the grievous wound that she had sustained.
Emerald Vanhoose, District 10 Female: 15th, Killed by Galadia, Bloodbath
Oliver and Azura teamed up for their next kill when the spotted the redheaded baker girl from 12 running into the cornucopia. The two District 4 tributes ran forward, trapping the poor girl inside of the horn. She grabbed the nearest weapon, an axe. The 12 girl put on a rather pathetic showing, and the two tributes were easily able to kill her: Oliver with his knife and Azura with her halberd.
Brooke Handbag, District 12 Female: 14th, Killed by Oliver and Azura, Bloodbath
Dreame attacked the nearest boy with her sickle. He wept as Dreame ruthlessly hacked at his face, neck, and upper torso with her sickle. The boy, September from 8, had intentionally humiliated Dreame during training by hiding her favorite weapons and spreading a rumor that she cried when the academy selected her as District 1's female volunteer. As such, Dreame was not at all sad to see him go. Just for good measure, Dreame hacked apart his corpse for a good minute until he was merely a pile of scattered bits on the ground just so that his family would have nothing to bury. Then she spat.
September Huber, District 8 Male: 13th, Killed by Dreame, Bloodbath
Janus made his second kill of the bloodbath when one of his throwing knives entered the chest of the nearest girl. She crumpled to the ground in a heap, her blood staining the ground around her dark red.
Camellia Rosemary, District 2 Male: 12th, Killed by Janus, Bloodbath
Sparrow from 7, despite being only twelve years old, had a goal in mind of killing at least one career during the bloodbath. Sparrow picked up a crate containing jugs of water and climbed up on top of the cornucopia. The climb was difficult, as he had to carry the weight with him as he climbed. However, thoughts of his family and friends kept him motivated. He only had one chance to get this right. Sparrow took out one of the jugs of water and hurled it with all of his might at Galadia, who was standing directly below. Galadia yelped in pain as the jug of water smashed into her head, but Sparrow wasn't done. He hurled another jug of water, this one landing on his head perfectly as well. Finally, the little boy decided to go big or go home. He lifted the entire crate into the air and hurled it down at Galadia's head. The weight knocked her unconscious. At this, Anthony from 11 swept up a spear and drove it through the unconscious career's torso, finishing her off.
Galadia Racter, District 2 Female: 11th, Killed by Sparrow and Anthony, Bloodbath
Oliver made the final kill; he hurled one of his knives into the direction of a boy who was the last remaining tribute at the cornucopia. The knife buried itself into his back, and all was silent. The silence was broken when fifteen cannon shots boomed through the arena, equating to the fifteen tributes whose lives were lost in the bloodbath that day.
Clifford Stauffer, District 9 Male: 10th, Killed by Oliver, Bloodbath
With one of the largest bloodbaths in history at its conclusion, the nine remaining tributes swelled out across the arena. Barley, who had left the bloodbath about halfway through, naturally had a headstart. Barley leapt into the maze of cord-like yarn. It supported her body weight with ease; she was able to wiggle freely across the arena. Only a few feet below the surface, she was easily visible to any casual onlooker. She crawled down as far as she could go, while continuing to travel away from the cornucopia. With the added weight of her sickle, knife, and canteen of water, it was sometimes difficult to wiggle upward whenever she reached a place so tight that she couldn't get through. The maze of yarn was just that—a maze. After about an hour of travelling, Barley wiggled up to the surface and looked behind her. The huge terrain, bursting with color, spread out around her. She saw the careers like little ants in the distance, and she felt satisfied with herself for getting so far away. She took a little rest. The bloodbath had been hard work for her body. Barley simply laid back and fell asleep to the softness and stretchiness of the yarn that surrounded her. Artemis from 5 decided to not go into the web of yarn immediately. Instead, she ran across the surface. Although the yarn dropped under her weight, it did not come even close to breaking. She ran and ran and ran before finally reaching the forcefield. At its time, it was the smallest arena in Hunger Games history, with a radius of merely half a mile or so. Artemis had retrieved a bow and quiver of arrows from the cornucopia. That was everything she had. She clutched onto the bow for dear life (which it very well could be) and wiggled her way down into the web of yarn. Her first impression was the warmth. It was cozy, and the yarn in her area was fuzzy purple and stretchy. Some parts even were decorated with aquamarine shimmering glitter. She wiggled about ten yards. Water would be her biggest concern in the days to come. She would see.
Sparrow from 7 and Anthony from 11 were virtually neck-and-neck in terms of speed. This made it so that, inevitably, they had an encounter around four o'clock that evening. Sparrow was the first to notice Anthony. Sparrow unsheathed his knife just in case the worst came to worst. The scraping sound caught Anthony's attention; he nocked a bow into his crossbow. The two stood there for about twenty seconds, not quite sure what to do, aiming their weapons at each other. Neither boy could tell whether the other one was friend or foe. Then, slowly, they set down their weapons and began trekking toward each other.
"We'd survive longer with the two of us," Anthony said, staring at Sparrow's knife (which he still had out just in case). Anthony's message was clear. Sparrow put his knife back into its sheath and hung it at his side.
"Yeah," Sparrow said, evidently nervous. Sparrow was only 12. Anthony was 16. They both had scored high, though. Sparrow was good at survival. He was stealthy. He knew how to purify water and start a fire. Anthony, on the other hand, was a combat person. He used the knife to his advantage, and he was courageous. He was loyal too.
"Yeah," Anthony confirmed. The two shook hands, creating an alliance. The gamemakers were curious to see what the two boys were capable of, and so they sent a hoard of bloodthirsty rabbit muttations after them. The rabbits were about two feet tall each; they were rainbow colored, and they were bloodthirsty. The two boys easily fought them off, for they were much faster runners than the rabbits.
Poor little Pollux from 3, the only volunteer outside of the careers, was all by himself. He had gone into the bloodbath and escaped unscathed, but empty of supplies. Pollux trekked through the maze of yarn hopelessly, and when he came to the force field he really didn't bother to throw bits of whatever ahead of him. He had been abused his entire life, and he had recently been diagnosed with severe depression. Little Pollux walked straight into the force field, and his little body gave up fighting from the powerful electric current that was coursing through his brain.
Pollux Danieli, District 3 Male: 9th, Killed by Force Field, Day 1
That left the final eight: Dreame Necklace from District 1, Janus Parish from District 2, Oliver Beverly and Azura Donaghue from District 4, Artemis Lamarche from District 5, Sparrow Tierra from District 7, and Anthony Petosa District from 11.
The morning of Day 2, the careers were reluctant to go hunting for two main reasons. The first reason was that it would be difficult to hunt in an arena as strange as this one. Wiggling through the yarn was difficult with the weight of several weapons on one's body. The second reason was due to a strange division that had started between the careers. The two District 4 tributes, Oliver and Azura, began to try to separate themselves from the other two careers (Dreame from 1 and Janus from 2). Whenever Azura or Oliver had a task, they would always separate themselves from Dreame and Janus. Dreame and Janus, in turn, seemed to do the same to the District 4 tributes. The most commonly accepted theory on this divide was that the two District 4 tributes began to see themselves as superior to those from 1 and 2. They had made the first kills, they were the oldest, they had the highest training scores. It was no surprise that, when the careers went out hunting on Day 2, they split into two groups of two: Dreame from 1 and Janus from 2 in one group, and Oliver and Azura from 4 in the other. It was also no surprise that Days 2 and 3 passed completely empty of conflict between the tributes.
On the morning of Day 4, Estella knew that she had to do something about the dehydration that was sweeping the arena. Every single outlier was facing dehydration head-on at this point in the competition, and if Estella failed to provide water to them the games would end and she would certainly lose her career or even her life. As such, the heavens opened up and in rained. The rain was crystal clear and tasted invigorating to drink. The tributes laughed with glee as they scrambled to fill whatever container they had with the stuff. The taste of the water was absolutely magical. It had a golden taste to it that is impossible to explain to anybody that has never tasted it. After the games, many businesses pestered Estella for the recipe for the stuff. But, Estella refused.
The morning of Day 5, Estella knew that she had to shake things up a little. She drove the tributes together via cat muttations. The cats were as white as virgin snow, a contrast to the rainbow-theme of the arena. The cats were fast, and their claws and jaws scratched many a tribute that was scrambling to escape them.
Finally, about two hours later, the first death since Day 1 occurred. The cats had driven Artemis from 5 and Barley from 9 together. Knowing the ways of the gamemakers, they reasoned that the cat mutts would not go away until either girl killed the other. Artemis pulled out her bow and arrow, and Barley brandished her sickle. The two tributes dueled for several minutes before Barley triumphed, slashing her blade cleanly across Artemis' chest. She tumbled backward into the cords of yarn, her blood dying the yarn around her red. As they had predicted, the gamemakers recalled the cats afterward. That was enough bloodshed for the day.
Artemis Lamarche, District 5 Female: 8th, Killed by Barley, Day 5
All fears of dehydration were quelled, for on the evening of Day 5 the marvelous, splendid rain began falling down upon the arena.
Days 6, 7, and 8 passed technically deathless. However, Barley from 9 had a close scrape with death around noon on Day 8. She was looking for food when she spotted Dreame from 1 walking through the yarn less than thirty yards from her. Taking care to be as silent as possible, Barley crept down and wiggled away from the career.
On the morning of Day 9, a stumble occurred in the alliance of Sparrow and Anthony. Sparrow had done lots of hard work on Day 8, and so Anthony decided that he needed a rest. Anthony ushered Sparrow to bed, where he fell asleep. He awoke to a scraping sound. Sparrow peeked up from his sleeping place and saw his ally sharpening his sword on the metal bowl of some soup that they had gotten from a sponsor. Sparrow was very paranoid (dehydration wasn't helping either); he thought that Anthony was sharpening his knife to try to kill him in his sleep. Sparrow leapt to his feet and grabbed his bow and arrow, threatening to kill Anthony if he took a step closer. When Anthony protested, Sparrow didn't believe him. He released an arrow; it flew through the air; it buried itself into Anthony's stomach and into his heart.
Anthony Petosa, District 11 Male: 7th, Killed by Sparrow, Day 9
Day 10 passed, deathless. Then, on the night of Day 11, when all three of her fellow careers were asleep, Dreame crept out of her sleeping bag and grabbed her sickle. Dreame tip-toed over to where Janus sat guarding the supplies and slit his throat before he had time to scream.
Janus Parish, District 2 Male: 6th, Killed by Dreame, Day 11
The sound of Janus' cannon caused Oliver and Azura to bolt awake. Dreame quickly made up a lie, telling her allies a mysterious invader had killed Janus and then run. Azura and Oliver sprung up to their feet and grabbed their weapons. They ran over to Janus' corpse, where a huge gash ran across his neck. They seemed to be investigating what weapon the wound was made with.
Oliver noticed the curvature of the gash, and his eyes slowly trailed to the sickle that lay at Dreams's feet. Abruptly, a fight broke out among the careers. Perhaps it was triggered by the fact that the others knew Janus' wound had been inflicted by Dreame. Perhaps it was triggered by the fact that the careers would have to split up and some point. Naturally, Dreame was first to meet her end, bleeding out from a halberd wound inflicted by Azura.
Dreame Necklace, District 1 Female: 5th, Killed by Azura, Day 11
That left Oliver and Azura the only remaining careers; a duel broke out between the two tributes. After a while, Azura triumphed, stabbing her halberd deep into Oliver's abdomen. Azura marched back into the cornucopia smugly. She was the only remaining career in the thirtieth Hunger Games.
Oliver Beverly, District 4 Male: 4th, Killed by Azura, Day 11
That left only three remaining tributes: Azura from 4, Sparrow from 7, and Barley from 9.
On Day 12, Azura crawled up onto one of the sandy islands and began developing a plan. Azura ripped some twigs out of one of the bushes on the island. She used her halberd to begin sawing away at some of the yarn just off the coast of the island. It took nearly one minute of hard sawing to cut out a stretch of yarn about three feet long. Then, she fashioned a bow. The process of starting a fire was long and hard, but within an hour she had a fire. She dipped a stick into the fire and took it out, watching the end burn. Then, she placed the piece of burning wood into the maze of yarn. The fire instantly began spreading.
Unfortunately for Azura, however, the fire caused the platform that the island was suspended on to begin melting. When it did, Azura slid off of the melting platform straight into the heart of the fire, being burned at the stake by her own fire.
Azura Donaghue, District 4 Female: 3rd, Accidentally Killed by her own Fire, Day 12
That left Sparrow Tierra of District 7 and Barley Chisolm of District 9 to vie for the crown. The gamemakers quickly extinguished Azura's fire, and then forced the two tributes together via very strange muttations. At first glance, the muttations appeared to be balls of fluff. Actually, they were gerbil-like creatures that had fur almost six inches long. Packs of about fifty each were sent after both of the tributes; the time came when Sparrow and Barley spotted each other.
Sparrow and Barley ran toward each other across the yarn. Sparrow was confident, but his speed and skill could not match that of Barley. Barley triumphed, slashing her sickle across Sparrow's chest. Little Sparrow collapsed to the ground, his limp body slowly sinking further and further down into the web of yarn. His cannon fired, leaving Barley the only remaining tribute.
Sparrow Tierra, District 7 Male: 2nd, Killed by Barley, Day 12
"Barley Chisolm of District 9, you are the victor of the thirtieth annual Hunger Games!" Estella proclaimed tumultuously in congratulation of District 9's first ever victor.
Barley dropped her sickle and smiled for the invisible cameras she knew were all pointed at her.
Barley Chisolm, District 9 Female: Victor of the Thirtieth Hunger Games, Day 12
AFTERMATH
District 9 was elated to see Barley emerge victorious; she was their first ever victor. District 9 praised the Chisolm name, and Barley was worshipped by her home district before settling into the Victor's Village.
Barley moved into the previously vacant Victor's Village of District 9, bringing the district of grain its first ever victor. Districts 7 and 10 were left still victorless.
Her victory tour was average, and nothing of note happened during it.
Barley would live to the age of eighty-four, dying from a heart attack around the time of the ninety-sixth annual Hunger Games. In her lifetime, she would marry and have three sons.
NEWS
Barley moves into the Victor's Village of District 9, the first victor to do so.
Velvet Farrow's daughter, Kaetlyn, is born.
Slate Ogston marries his fiancée of eight months, Julia Linderson.
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)
21HG: Freya Digard (#7, District 2)
22HG: Gold Carson (#4, District 1)
23HG: Ashlyn Breston (#3, District 6)
24HG: Dayta Albrand (#3, District 3)
25HG: Diamond Griego (#5, District 1)
26HG: Thor Rosner (#8, District 2)
27HG: Magnet Lisagor (#4, District 3)
28HG: Maria Dutra (#3, District 4)
29HG: Discordia Komine (#9, District 2)
30HG: Barley Chisolm (#1, District 9)
A/N: Here's Barley, District 9's first victor! Now ten districts have at least one victor. Thanks for all of your reviews, as I value your feedback whether positive or negative. I'll see you next time with the thirty-first games!
