I found something to write about lmao.

Please submit! (I changed the rating from M to T so I'm hoping that'll generate some interest)

Glitter Bauble, District One. Victor of the 69th Hunger Games. Mentor for the 70th Hunger Games

It must be some punishment, asking me to mentor. It can't be though; the Capitol is among the few that actually enjoyed my victory. My district won't be happy with the choice, surely. Cashmere is far more liked and would probably be better at keeping them alive. I can't imagine what the tributes are going to think when they meet me. They volunteer for the glory and who are they met with? Me. Glitter Bauble, the victor they probably despise.

No, it has to be some form of punishment. Everyone knows the basic philosophy of the Games is that the tributes from the previous victor's district are targeted, so chances are I'll have to watch my tributes die. It must be set up by my district, it has to be. I made them feel ashamed and now I'll have to take some kids to their grave and attempt in vain to prevent that from happening. They'll be marked and the other Careers will be thirsty for revenge. Why wouldn't they be? I killed Damper and Burgundy killed the District Two female, Bruttia. They'll be marked, and it'll be all my fault.

Their names rushed through my head when I was told I'd be mentoring; Dexter, the girl I killed first, Damper and Velvet. I saw them in my head. Dexter looked sad, as if she was suggesting I would tell my tributes to kill the smaller tributes first. I wouldn't need to. We're raised on that philosophy; kill the smaller ones first and deprive the larger ones of nourishment then they'll be just the same. Damper looked angry. I could tell she was angry that it wasn't her being told to mentor for her district. I could brush her off; Burgundy and I were close, really close, and it was only natural that I'd kill her after she killed him. Velvet. Velvet had that grin on and I had to stop myself from crying on spot. I'll see him in the District Eight tributes, I will. The girl could be the sweetest little thing but I'll see him in her. I'll see him in their mentors, their stylists, any thing to do with District Eight. It's funny, really, how when I grew up District Eight meant nothing to me. They made my clothes, they were at my disposal almost. But now, now I can't even think of the number without trembling slightly.

I remember what Cashmere said to be before and after the games. It was the same phrase. "You're a Career, act like one." The first time it was with encouragement; act like you rule the arena and that you won't die even though at any moment an ally can turn on you. Damper did and I considered it. I considered murdering the entire Career pack on the first night after we went out hunting; hide in a tree and snipe them off one by one. The second time was when I spoke to her after leaving the arena. It was full of malice, the equivalent of being told to be worthy. Should I tell my tributes the same thing? Will they believe me?

It's ironic, really. The most hated victor in District One becomes the guard of their tributes' lives. I'll try my best to make them win. I don't need anymore shame upon me. I don't want anymore shame upon me.

I love Glitter loads tbh. It makes me sad when I realise she would've been killed in the Victor's Purge a few years later. (Again I haven't read this through, sorry!)

As I said earlier, I changed the rating so hopefully it garners some interest.

If it has, hi welcome! Please submit! You can have two tributes per user and the form is on the first chapter and the list of available tribute is on my profile.

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-Oli