Tess Davis

Daughter of Artemis

Terrified. That's the only word to describe how I felt when I was reaped. Don't you judge me, you would be scared too if you found out that you would be competing in the seventh Olympian games.

It was not a good year for us younger tributes, it was the first year that people could volunteer and there were nine 18 year olds and only one of them, the Ares boy (my first kill) died in the bloodbath.

Seven of them died in the bloodbath, my cabin partner included. All I did was sprint in and grab a backpack, a bow and quiver, a dozen throwing knifes and a small battle axe. I left the axe in the Ares boy's skull after he charged at me as I was running away from the carnage, and then as I was about to enter the forest, I turned and saw the Zeus girl decapitate Ryan, my cabin partner and ally, with a sword. Before I knew what I was doing I had already jumped on her back and pinned her to the ground, she was dead in seconds.

I ran away from the cornucopia (again) and the next week was pretty uneventful for me, 8 cannons went off but none had anything to do with me. I hunted animals for food and used the iodine from my pack to clean water I got from ponds and streams.

It wasn't until the ninth day I woke up from sleeping in a tree only to look down and see the two Dionysus kids talking about going east to avoid a group of tributes who were going north. It wasn't hard to kill them, I threw a knife into the girl's chest and jumped down onto the boy's back and snapped his neck. They said that a group of tributes were south of us, so naturally I headed south hoping to get some action. I was itching to get out of that damn arena for days now, so I decided to speed up the process and take out a few of my adversaries at once. Besides, there were only six other tributes left besides myself so how big could this group have been?

As it turned out, the group was the remaining six tributes. It was easy to sneak up on them, I killed two with my bow and arrows from the trees but then the Hestia boy (who was representing Hera) set my tree on fire, what a bitch move, I took a sword from one of the dead tributes with an arrow in her skull, after all she didn't need it anymore. I killed another two tributes with the sword (making Hestia's boy's death extra painful for trying to burn me) and injured the others before they escaped me. Damn cowards.

After a long night of unsuccessful hunting, a cannon goes off, I found out while watching the rerun of the games that the remaining two tributes decided to stay allies until they killed me, but when the Apollo boy was limping and slowing them down, the Athena girl literally stabbed him in the back. It was just me and her left. I found her two days later and it was a long and hard battle and I got cut pretty bad, but in the end I killed her by pushing her off the cliff we were fighting on with a hunting knife buried deep in her stomach.

As soon as her cannon went off I couldn't supress my grin and laugh "Hey assholes! Look who won! The little Artemis weakling who you only gave a 4 in 24 chance of survival!"

The game makers weren't happy with my statement but I really didn't give a shit. I won. I proved them wrong. Me, a 15-year-old weak girl won the Olympian games with nine kills and no sponsors.

I quickly became a fan favourite as the youngest victor to ever win until my record was broken three years ago.

So those were my games, I'm now 46 with 2 daughters and the Artemis cabin has brought 4 victors home besides myself.

There you go, that's my story, now get the fuck out of my house!